Hard_Rom
Northumbrian Skald
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There was soap in that suitcase, I remember. I retrieve it from the shaving kit. The razors look tempting. My beard itches. But I resist. I head for the beach. The flies follow me to the water's edge.
I put the soap on a rock to keep dry and dive in. That fools the flies. Once wet I sparingly use some soap to cut through the film of pig fat coating most of the front of me. My hair is still short enough to run a bar of soap over and wash it.
I lather up as best I can and dive in to rinse off. The real clean feeling of actual soap feels very good. I swim and float about for awhile. Go for a clamber over the rocks, enjoying being naked and somewhat clean in the tropic sun.
Returning to the beach eventually, I get a naughty thought. Suffering from a bad case of blue balls. looking about for any of my companions. I reach down and start to jack off. Rapidly I am as hard as a rock. My toes dig into the sand and I start to quiver as I work the head of my cock.
I put the soap on a rock to keep dry and dive in. That fools the flies. Once wet I sparingly use some soap to cut through the film of pig fat coating most of the front of me. My hair is still short enough to run a bar of soap over and wash it.
I lather up as best I can and dive in to rinse off. The real clean feeling of actual soap feels very good. I swim and float about for awhile. Go for a clamber over the rocks, enjoying being naked and somewhat clean in the tropic sun.
Returning to the beach eventually, I get a naughty thought. Suffering from a bad case of blue balls. looking about for any of my companions. I reach down and start to jack off. Rapidly I am as hard as a rock. My toes dig into the sand and I start to quiver as I work the head of my cock.