Not even sure the small stretch of beach I went to my first time has a name. It was kind of about 200m of beach in front of a vacant stretch of land not far off the road (though you walked through some sand dunes and hills if you were to go from the road to no chance of drivers going by seeing anything...). I was young (late teens) and had always been very intrigued by being allowed to be naked around other people. I'd heard of these "nude" beaches and when I finally managed to figure out where one was (about 2km from our house!) I casually wandered past for a walk. the shoreline is used by beach walkers taking their dogs out or whatever but not far from that (and even less on a high tide) you can strip off and lay free. The sand dunes at the back were where all the cruising happened which was sort of handy as you didn't have to see it from the beach front area.
Being my first time I started with a casual walk past then braved up enough to walk on the border ebtween the dunes and beach (still clothed). Then I wandered, innocently, back a bit further and took my shirt off before finding a small semi private pocket in the dunes where i sat for a while, just looking, watching.. intrigued and fascinated. Then I became really brave and stripped off, boning immediately at the excitement of it all, and sat there as is, enjoying every moment. Every hot/semi hot/average guy that walked past would cause me to harden up again. I stayed a while and even went for a few walks with just my towel wrapped around me (even that was a lot of excitement for me if a guy walked past...!) and came back to my same spot. After a while I saw a very fit, tanned, guy in a pair of Speedos walking past. He spotted me and "casually" wandered my way, started a casual conversation before stripping off his square cut Speedos, letting loose one of the most juicy, plump cocks I've ever seen (also perhaps strengthening my ... fascination... with Speedos). After a bit of casual chatter (polite on his part, nervous, shy, excited on mine) he casually felt my leg then higher and higher until slowly pulling my towel away which I'd placed to cover up when I saw him coming and giving me my first BJ/handjob and me returning the favour (also a first for me).
Needless to say I was hooked... returning to the beach many times, gaining more and more confident and even laying out on the main stretch and swimming (i.e. I didn't JUST go for the dune play! haha).
I've moved since then but the local nude beach here is better known, just as nice and has the same dune area should anyone so choose to head that way.
I find I head there when I need to have some time alone, be free and feel a little more confident about my body, being strikingly pale I don't go to tan for sure, more just to relax and centre myself... with the high promise of a good view from time to time.