Julian LeMont

When it comes to great sex, Spain tops…or bottoms best, whichever one’s sexual preference. The insatiable and life-affirming nature of Spanish guys has often given me great pleasure and gotten me into great trouble. In my experience, Spanish guys have been along with Hungarians, Slovaks and a few more among the best sex partners anyone could hope for. So needless to say, I decided long ago to regularly spend time in Spain and make Alicante on the Mediterranean one of my part-time bases. The area around Alicante boasts near-perfect weather and many superb nude beaches, including several frequented by gay locals. Particularly EL REBOLLO beach near Santa Pola, EL ALTET beach near Alicante airport and RACO DE CONILL (“Rabbit’s Corner”) near Benidorm are scenically magnificent and great places to meet and mate with locals.

One late summer we decided to head to EL ALTET beach about 10 minutes south of Alicante. It was a hot sunny summer day, and both visitors and locals alike took advantage of the last days of summer vacation to soak up the sun and enjoy the beach before resuming their normal work lives by early September. The whole Costa Blanca was suffering from a heat wave, and during the hot lunchtime hours, hardly anyone dared to go outside but prefered to have siesta in airconditioned rooms. So everyone was mostly heading to the beach after 4pm when the heat and sun were less intense and swimming in the Mediterranean is best. During the summer months several beach bars were set up, called “chiringays” inviting for drinks and snacks – perfect venues to enjoy the chill-out period just before dusk.

After a late afternoon cocktail at the local Chiringay “Mykonos” we headed over the stretch of nude beach mostly frequented by gay locals and set up base right at the center of activity. The area was packed with sun worshippers of all ages, types and likes. My eyes DID meet with several sexy local boys, an indication of pleasures to come. And so we spent the late afternoon and evening frolicking into and out of the water, reading, listening to music and people watching. Occasionally, acquaintances stopped by for a chat or invited us to play beach ball. So hours of timeless beach delight went by without us looking at the watch – a real sign that we can finally relax and unwind.

During our stay at the beach, I decided to take several walks along the sea shore itself and to nearby dunes. I already noticed the dunes were quite “busy” with guys looking for fun, but most tend to be older and overweight. As I walked along the beach itself, my eyes met with a handsome Spaniard in his mid-20s playing beach ping pong with his friends. We both smiled instantly basking in each other’s sex appeal and could not help but stare, to the entertainment of his friends who instantly noticed. Later as I took another walk towards the dunes listening to trance music, I noticed my Spanish stud waiting for me already at the edge of the bushes. What was to follow ranks among the hottest encounters I’ve had in years, as we savoured each other’s bodies greedily in the nearby shrubs. One MUST have a touch of porn talent or at least exhibitionist tendencies, because 2 hot guys in the dunes means an instant audience of at least 10 or more onlookers. Often one must push them away, as they do not contend themselves with just watching. We fortunately were so into each other sucking and licking each other, we hardly noticed the group of almost 15 guys that formed around us. We DID want more – both of us – and that was something to savor in more privacy.

So we left the main part of the dunes to head further uphill to a set of abandoned houses with individual half-open rooms but walled up enough to prevent viewing or access by others. I could not help but think of Simon Angel, my all-time favorite Spanish TOP, pounding my favorite twinky bottom Jeremy Jordan in the great outdoors. Although in that movie,”Manly Heat – Scorched” , it looked more like they were screwing in the Nevada desert, my frolicky Mediterranean outdoor pleasure was similarly hot and esthetically pleasing. As my Spanish hunk’s thick uncut cock pounded me inside the ruined building overlooking the ocean during the early hours of sunset, the Spanish heatwave porn scenario could not have been more complete. At the door to our abandoned room guys were looming to catch a glance of us in action, but could barely see my Spanish stud from behind, the rest remained for our eyes only.

Following timeless moment of passionate pounding, I was then able to look deep into my stud’s dark latin eyes, as his thick throbbing cock jolted and he shot a load so far and impressive, it will stay engrained in my mind forever. My sexual ideal has always be one of “SEXO CON ALMA”, sex with depth and meaning – preferably with someone I care about and would enjoy being with regularly. Yet such guys are few and hard to find – so in the meantime I can infuse my sex with meaning by savoring it as consciously and graphically as possible – to have each and every scene of my own personal porn esthetically captured in memory forever. So after both of us came in passionate pleasure, we laughed, kissed and rushed back to the beach to wash off any evidence of our private heatwave porn scenario in the dunes near Alicante above the Mediterranean Sea.