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I told my friends I was tired of swimming and I wanted to walk for a bit. I stood there, heart beating in my chest, cock throbbingly pushing my shorts forward, with my hands on my hips and my torso completely bare, looking out at the ocean. I grabbed hold of cock, cold on the outside from swimming but boiling on the inside with freshly pumping blood. I grunted as if no one was around for miles and almost beat my chest with my free hand as the other milked the eight hot, powerful spurts of semen into the air, flying right over my board shorts. I walked back to my friends but made a quick pit stop in the water to wash off any remains.