Summer of 82.

[BigPete]

I often wonder where and when my fetish for underwear/swimwear began.
As a young man, I had never been exposed to sexy underwear and swimwear, so I hardly knew that it existed basicly.


I think getting sexualy aware of things ... that's where it all started.
The day I noticed my dick. I day I started playing with my dick on a daily basis.

But more importantly going to the south of France on Holiday with my uncle, aunt and niece. Compared to now things were pretty wild in the 80's.
And although men in Europe are way more open about wearing sexy undies, those were the days.

So, my uncle, aunt and niece were and still are the people who go on holiday, basicly for the sun, to be on the beach and around the swimming pool all day.

The south of France, SaintMaxim, St-Tropez and all those place are basicly paradise on earth for people who love to go to the beach.

I remember going on my first trip, packing my suitcase and the only speedo I had, a red one, can't remember the brand. I had it forever and it had become too small ... my dick and balls had grown alot over the years ... but I just never got to buying a new one.

Once we had arrived ... July 1982, I noticed the heat, it was hot hot hot ... and for some reason I got very aroused by the warmth, very pleasant.
Not only the heat but the constant presence of water, was very attractive to me.

[BigPete]

We were staying on a little camping ground, had a nice bungalow rented for the entire month. I felt at home ...

Ofcourse, nobody could wait to go to the beach ... so the same day we had arrived by the afternoon we were all at the beach, which was only a 10 minute walk away.

I tried on my speedo, and notice that I had a problem. My cock and balls almost bursted out the damn thing. So I pulled and pulled, just to make it as representable as possible. Fact was you could clearly see the shape of my cock. By hey, it was hot and who cares really.

I took by bag and towel and went to mu uncle's bedroom.
When I saw my uncle is a skimpy light grey tanga, I thought two things.
01 My speedo isn't too small at all and secondly ... I though he looked very sexy. His tanga was pulled up pretty high, on his hips, and he had a very nice bulge ... and also the shape of his cock was clearly showing.

Once we got at the beach ... I saw things I had never seen before.
Tons of guys is very small bikini's. Apparently nobody cared about the fact that you could see the shape of your cock through your swimwear.

To keep things under control I remember jerking off and the time, all day every day.

But things would get better.

[BigPete]

After a week or so we had some friends of my uncle coming over.
They would stay at the same camping ground but where the tents were.

And I remember going to the beach, just with my uncle, the male friend of my uncle and wife.
We walked to the beach, me and my uncle in our speedo's and my uncle's friend, let's call him mark in his shorts.

At the beach, Mark took off his short, wearing a tiny g-string, a yellow one I remember with his cock and balls almost hanging out of it.
When I come to think of it now, nobody cared about it ... was I the only one noticing this ... or was everybody so openminded.

I got completely intrigued by this guy, his body, his cock, that g-string, that string of fabric riding up his butt. I remember looking at his bulge all the time. When he was laying on the beach, that bulge. I couldn't wait to start jerking off ...

But there's more.

[deusex]

hurry, i'm waiting for the rest!!

[BigPete]

I don't really understand how nobody noticed me staring at him all the time.
Well HE did.

Ofcourse I tried to be around him as much as possible.

So I had to be where the tents were (pun intented).
So I dropped by ... the more the better.
After some time he knew what my dropping by was all about.
But apparently nobody else did.
Around he mostly wore skimpy bikini's who were all revealing.
This was all so exciting to me, you couldn't believe it.

I tried to drop by when noone else was around ... which one afternoon ...
When I went over to him for the first time he was all alone, he was wearing green shorts ... sunning.

I know this is such a cliché but he asked me to put sunoil on him.
He took of his shorts and was wearing a knitted g-string, with holes, complete seethrough ... showing off his big cock, flacid. He acted like nothing was going on.

I could't believe my eyes and got so turned on my this that I got instantly hard ... but I couldn't care either ... I noticed him looking at my erecton ... but he didn't comment.

He asked me if I knew how important it was to put sunoil on your cock ...
He asked if I would mind doing that.
So went went inside, I took off my speedo and started massaging my cock with tanningoil ... basicly jerking off in front of him.
He got a full hard on watching me, took of the knitted g-string ... and offered me his hard cock ... I started massaging his full erect cock, moving his foresking back and forth ... very slowly.
I had this big hard bleuveined cock in my hands ... I dropped to my knees and started sucking it ... He said he wanted some too ... on the floor he started sucking me off, pretty violently ... In seconds I came, he kept sucking me, licking me clean ... he jerked off and came on the floor while doing this ...and then licked up his own cum ... from the floor.

From then on ... we started playing games ... for the rest of the holiday basicly, with people around. We only sucked each other off, we never go to fucking or anything.

And I went to my first nude beach. Looking at all those cocks, big, small ... I got so aroused and was so horny all the fucking time ... very good times

[Onan]

If they would make a film of it, str8's would have "Summer of 42"(I still remember the nostalgic music) and gays "Summer of 82".

[BigPete]

I never saw that guy again. Which was a big bummer.
I had informed on forehand if he would come visit again.
Could be ... but they never came.

On the other hand, I wasn't as innocent anymore as the year before.
Saw at home I had bought some new swimwear. I still had my old speedo.
But last year's experience had changed my taste in swimwear and underwear.
I remember wearing Pierre Cardin tanga bikini's alot.

Swimwear wise I wasn't brave enough to wear a g-string.
But my uncle was. Apparently his friend had inspired him.

When I come to think of it, those were pretty exciting, wild times.
I haven't been to the south of France in ages, and I wonder what the scene is like there now.

But again this holiday was basicly based on going to the beach and sex.
This time I concentrated on the sons not on the dads. Guys my own age.
Things went pretty easy.
Young guys, we all had perfect bodies, a nice tan, big dicks and tons of hormones. So the ideal time to experiment.