~ The Stiff Read ~
Summertime arrives rather early in Dexi's world ~ being seasonal much sooner than usual to hit the warm, inviting sands of the local beach.
Taking along an inflatable flotation device, a rather silly and fruity one at that, Dexi ventures farther out from the sands than usual....
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Way out from shore, the waves grew unusually strong — buffeting and tossing the big inflatable banana upon which Dexi rode. It was almost never this strong, he pondered. Windy day too.
Deciding he should head back in a bit, one too many blows from the energetic waves eventually had Dexi capsized, the tube overturned, and worst of all: his swimwear (trunks) slipped right off and were gobbled up by the waves — nowhere in sight. Darn it!
His sizeable peen fully exposed, the sudden nudity coupled with it repeatedly ridin' up against the smooth soaked plastic of the flotation tube (and all that sudden vertical motion imparted by the waves) was too wrong, too right! All this, in turn, created a bit of an embarrassing situation down low.... something was standing at attention.
It would be impossible to 'take care of it' without falling off the tube again. Especially with these stronger waves. Frantically scanning the water, he sighed and accepted that the shorts were gone, presumably either sunk or carried away while he up-righted himself back onto the tube, now nude.
Worse, it would also be impossible to cover up upon returning to shore. Even with both hands, Dexi knows he can't hide his oversized rocket. The simultaneous blessing and curse of being physically gifted down there. It's going to be one embarrassing strut back up the beach! Oh boy, some heads and eyes will be turning.
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Art by my sweet friend, the talented and wonderful \r\n\t\t\t\t\t
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