Free-guilt week Part 1
July days are always extremely hot at the island, that Sunday morning though, was unbearable. I was just done with my morning exercise and stood in front of the mirror observing the progress of today’s workout, flexing and touching my muscles in hope they doubled in size. My body was still very sweaty as I caressed my chest with one hand and my other hand on my abs. I moved my hand down to my belly and crotch, slowly and carefully searching the area, dipping my fingers into the thick pubes which covered the skin above and around my cock while embracing a wave of horniness that ran from my chest and ended all the way down to my pelvis. I slowly moved my other hand down my crotch and with both my hands around my hard cock, I started stroking. I made a few steps back touching my back against the wall and with my eyes closed and my mouth slightly open, I kept on stroking my cock while still in my shorts. I was feeling so horny, full of confidence and energy, my underwear was all soaked from the precum and my abs and chest started getting sweaty again. My cock was so hard, and I was so horny, I felt tiny waves of orgasm running from my stomach, through my shaft and down my legs and feet. They were coming so often it was almost torturing, I couldn’t keep my mouth shut and my breathing got more and more intense as the rhythm of my stroking got faster and faster. I my eyes open and saw myself in the mirror. My whole body had turned red and my muscles seemed so well shaped and all sweaty, the image instantly sent so much to my cock, it made the veins pop up and my glans get bigger and turn as hard as a rock. It was truly painful, but the pace of my stroking just got faster and faster. The feeling was odd, I was jerking off looking at my own body, I was attracted to my own sweaty abs and hard cock, but I couldn’t stop, I wouldn’t stop if I could. With a fast almost desperate move I pulled my shorts and underwear down letting my cock out, which was so hard the glans was almost touching my bellybutton. With one arm wrapped around my chest and my hand locked under my armpit and the other hand stroking my cock, I sat down letting my legs wide open and my balls touching the floor. I looked up to the ceiling letting a long and sensational sight escape my lips while still stroking and thinking of my body, the image of my worked-out muscles and hard veiny cock. I immediately closed my eyes and saw my totally naked body at the beach. My muscles looked huge and my whole body was tanned and oily. Next to me, a well-hung man with only his dark shades on, laying on his back. The image of both of us laying next to each other totally naked, covered in tanning oil with out big cocks hanging in between our legs, was so real it sent more powerful and multiple waves of orgasm down my feet which now were totally flexed. I was ready to release the tension. My breathing got deeper as my heartbeat got faster. The veins on my upper legs and arms were now visible and my balls were still hanging low and moving as I gave my cock the last few strokes before it gloriously exploded sending warm cum all over my body and the wall behind it. As my breathing returned back to normal, I leaned my head to the side, with my mouth still open and my forehead all wet, holding my still covered in cum cock as it slowly softened up. I allowed my body and brain a few seconds to relax and with a fast move, I stood up and headed to the shower. I knew what I had to do. I resisted long enough, but I felt it was time. After a long time, I found the courage to go to the nudists beach and make my fantasy come to life.