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There's a first time for everything. And there's no better place on Earth to try new things than on Wildfox Island.

Brock had talked Collin into visiting the island in the first place, flirting and damn near begging him just to spend one afternoon there. It's just a short ferry trip from Monterey. See some sights, hike the trail, go to the shops and buy a little gay tchotchke to take back home with him. He wouldn't be the only one there wearing clothes, Brock told him. Not everyone gets naked. "You'll have a gay-old time, I promise."

Collin had been hesitant to go. He was barely out of the closet. Never had a boyfriend, never had his virginity taken. And what would his poor mother think if she knew her son was going to an island full of heathens and homosexuals?

But Brock, ever the smooth talker, reassured him that it would be fine. It was just for one afternoon, he said. What he failed to mention was that sometimes afternoons become evenings. And evenings become weekends, and weekends become settling in.

Once Brock got Collin on the island, it took a lot more convincing to get the pig out of his clothes. Brock told him that there was no body shaming on Wildfox! Gays from all walks of life came to be themselves and celebrate the beauty of diversity. But Collin was still feeling the sting from his school days when he was a lot bigger. He was still sensitive about his stocky body, even though he worked out nearly as much as Brock did. Brock also told him would feel a lot better without tan lines as well. So why not just give it a try?

With just a little more convincing and some help from Brock's friend Jaron, they finally got Collin to get undressed in one of the beach changing stalls. They started with a short walk, just to the edge of the water and back. Then they talked him into going a little further down the beach, just to the boardwalk and back. Collin was trembling with anxiety, his knees shaking as he exposed his body to the world! Or at least to the other beachgoers, who all generally didn't seem to mind as many of them were naked as well. A few appreciative stares but nothing more. It helped to have Brock and Jaron flanking his sides protectively, like a couple of nude bodyguards tasked with accompanying their charge.

"See? It's not so bad," Jaron said, clapping him warmly on the back. "You've just got to let go of that stress and let yourself have fun!"

"And besides," Brock added, "You're too hot to not show off around Wildfox!"

Brock had talked Collin into coming to the island, then got him to join his nudist lifestyle. It was only a matter of time before Brock talked him into more, escalating and pushing back the borders of his comfort zone. A casual conversation about Collin's virginity took a turn when he mentioned that he wanted his first time to be special.

Well? What could be more special than having your virginity taken by your best friend on a beach in front of tons of people?

Nervous as he was, Collin's response was to ask if the rhino had any lube.

It all seemed to happen very quickly. Collin laid back on the deck chair with his legs up while Brock lubed up his tailhole with his thick fingers. It stung at first, as expected, but the excitement seemed to override any pain that he felt from his virgin hole being explored. His heart pounded in his ears, drowning out the sounds of the surf and other folks at the beach and the songs of sea birds. A few people stopped and watched the show for a bit, some sticking around while others idly groped themselves or their partner before wandering off.

An audience did start to build though as Brock assumed the position, lifting Collin's legs over his waist and aiming his thick grey cock towards his slippery hole. Jaron was standing guard, though he too was also tugging on his dick while sneaking a few peeks at the show behind him. People wanted to see famous porn star and former Fernández Seals coach Brock Weston plow this new mystery boar out in the open.

Time seemed to stop as he was laying back on the deck chair and gazing up at Brock. The rhino's head blocked out the sun and he could stare into those kind, deep brown eyes. The rhino gave him a smile. Not the same kind of smirk he gave him when he was teasing and flirting with him. A warm, reassuring smile that made the boar melt. He felt the rhino's hard dick gliding into him. Collin had gasped, not out of pain or shock but in how easily it fit inside him and how full and warm it made him feel.

The rhino was gentle, knowing that it was his first time. He allowed it be special. He fucked a lot of cute guys but something about taking ones virginity felt sacred. And he could see the boar beaming bright, drunk on lust, gazing up at him so adoringly, bright pink and covered in sweat and sand.

Collin came before Brock did, jizzing over his chest and belly without ever having to touch himself. But he insisted that Brock finish inside him. People cheered them on from the sidelines as if it were a big game! But Collin couldn't hear them at all. All the noise seemed to fade with the rest of the world as Collin gazed up at the rhino sweating over him. The rhino's thick, masculine scent filled his snout, overpowering the smell of his own seed drying on his belly and pubes.

Brock thrust faster and harder. The rhino's strong body was taut with restraint, a machine finely tuned and controlled. Veins on his arms and legs pulsed while his sculpted muscles glistened with hot sweat. And all Collin could do was lay there and gaze up at the rhino in awe as he was bred.

He cried out as Brock slowed down and thrust hard three more times, ramming his cock up into his ass. Collin could feel it throb inside him and felt jets of rhino cum surging against the walls of his insides. There it was. Collin's virginity, finally gone at the age of 32. As Brock says, there's a first time for everything.

Scattered cheers and applause broke out from the crowd as Brock finished. Collin laid back on the deck chair, panting and giggling while the rhino loomed over him with a smirk on his face. He left his cock to soften inside him as he pulled Collin up onto his lap and into his arms. He held the pig for a long time, even after his dick slipped out of his used, wet hole. Their strong, resplendent bodies, flecked with sand and sweat, were pressed together and Collin felt Brock's hot breath on his shoulder. He licked at the sweat on Brock's neck, savoring it.

There's a first time for everything. And one can never be too late or too old to try new things. This is especially true for Collin when he goes back to visit his family and introduces them all to his new boyfriend...