The purpose of going to a nude beach wasn’t to ogle, but to relax in a more comfortable state. Of course, that didn’t keep some people from going to ogle anyways. Usually they were at least a little subtle about it.
Not Terry. Terry had no shame. He showed up to the beach naked and strolled around staring at chicks and giggling, sporting a large boner the whole time.
One of the patrons didn’t much care for Terry’s attitude. The next day when Terry was about to head to the changing station to strip, a woman came out and pointed at him and shouted in a strange language.
Terry felt like he’d been struck and was suddenly dizzy and fell to the ground.
No one on the beach would need to worry about Terry’s erection again.
