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 Hanzo + anon male – Exhibitionism;  unintended exhibitionism; showing off; slutty Hanzo - Hanzo has a nice day on the beach chatting with a potential one night stand. He takes pictures. The pictures don't reach the intended person...

Hanzo stretches out luxuriously, toes digging into the soft, warm sand for just a moment before he pulls his legs back onto the blanket he has spread out on the beach. It is not a particularly remote stretch he has chosen for himself, but he is alone nonetheless, and Hanzo loves it.

Everything is warm and bright and… nice in a way he hasn’t had for a long while in his life, and not having to listen to the incessant chatter of tourists nearby is a balm on his soul that he hadn’t known he needed.

His phone gently vibrates in his palm, and he looks back on it. He is disappointed that it is just the Overwatch group chat until his newest acquaintance pops up with a message. They haven’t met yet; Hanzo is not really sure whether he even wants to – but he enjoys the progressively more raunchy texts they are sending each other.

He groans and rolls onto his belly when he sees the preview of a picture he’s been sent: a nice, fat cock. He clicks on it, admiring the veiny shaft and folds of foreskin that is just in the process of pushing from the shiny tip.

Maybe he should meet with this guy after all. He had no idea what he looked like, but that was not important if his dick was that nice. Hanzo could put up with a lot of ugly as long as the cock was tasty.

Like what you see? ;) why don’t you show me what you got, babe?

Hanzo slowly hunches his hips, digging his cock into the warm blanket and subsequently the soft sand underneath.

He is suddenly very aware of the thong he is wearing, and how the thin strap between his cheeks is rubbing deliciously across his hole.

His free hand wanders to his chest, idly palming one of his pecs and dragging his thumb across one pudgy nipple. He glances around above the rim of his sunglasses, but the beach is still deserted except for him.

A few seagulls are hopping across the sand quite a distance away, chasing a few little crabs that are scuttling towards the water.

He imagines getting his cock out in the open like this; just rolling onto his back and tugging his tanga down to let his dick spill out of the blue stretchy fabric. Getting a nice picture of his perfectly groomed pubes and hard abs just to brag-

It is an exciting thought. He has never spent much time thinking of exposing himself in the open, but the longer he mulls the possibility, the more enticing it becomes. There are more pictures sent his way; a nice thick belly with some hair on it. It makes Hanzo think daddy before anything else, his nipples getting tight and excited from the thought of a nice thick man to fuck.

His cock is well on its way to getting hard when he shifts. He wants to turn on his back and make his exciting exhibitionistic fantasy come true when the thin strap of his thong drags across his hole again.

Impulsively, Hanzo changes his mind. His cheeks start heating up with an excited flush as he carefully gets his knees underneath him, his ass lifting into the air.

He groans when he can feel his cheeks readily parting, practically already exposing his hole to the air.

Quickly, he looks around again. In his hand, his phone is buzzing with more messages; the guy he has been chatting with and the his colleagues alike as he bites the tip of his tongue and finally types back.

One moment

God… he feels so embarrassed and excited. His cheeks are pounding with blood as he awkwardly brings his hand behind himself, navigating to his camera. He takes a first photo, then looks at it, his mouth going dry as he sees his ass, the dark blue string of his thong and just about the edges of his hole badly hidden underneath.

Above that, he can see the arch of his back and the back of his own head, his ears poking out of his dark hair red and hot.

It looks… good. More than good. He is a vain bastard and he knows it, and he fumbles to get the phone back again while also hooking the fingers of his other hand into his thong and pulling it to the side.

He groans into the blanket he’s lying on, when the warm sun directly shines on his hole. It feels so lewd and exciting… he clenches down, snapping pictures by blindly tapping on his phone. His toes are curling.

He can feel his balls wanting to spill out and while his phone starts buzzing wildly in his hand as he takes pictures, he pulls some more on the tiny strap of fabric.

It only needs a gentle tug to make it give way and let his balls spill out, too.

When he finally takes his phone back forward, he is hot and sweaty. He feels like he’s already gotten fucked, but when he stares at the pictures he’s taken, he can see how rosy and untouched his hole looks. It looks… nice… cute… a nice pink clench waiting for a big veiny cock to spread it open and get it a flushed dark red…

It is then that he finally notices one of the messages popping up.

Holy shit, Shimada, wtf?

His breath hitches. He taps on it, toes going numb but his cock weirdly jerking when he sees how his blind, wild tapping has somehow managed to post all his recently taken pictures in the Overwatch group chat.

Fuck that’s a sight for sore eyes

fuck???

What the hell, Shimada?

Hanzo whimpers, humiliation making him nauseatingly hot and needy. He can’t believe… fuck…

He reaches down with a shaky hand to grab at his dick.