The older guy, Jason, ran his tongue over my cock though my boxers, I thought I’d explode. I turned to face Rob and lifted up his T shirt his nipple... were hard as I roamed my tongue over them, his arms were around my neck, moving my hand lower I unclipped his pants and they fell to the floor, I touched his hard on and he moaned.Jason pulled my boxers down and my cock was free, he wasted no time and was licking my shaft as he slipped his finger into my ass, God it was good. I clenched my fist. “I can’t pee with a semi on he responded” with a wry smile and a wink as he began shaking the droplets of pee off his cock. He was shaking an almost fully erect penis by this time. “That’s why I always have a pee first” he continued.“First?” I repeated. “First before what?” I askedWell this is where I come for a pee and ahem…some fun.”“Fun?” I sked“Y’know, wank. A wank in the open air” he responded and started to pull rhythmically on his hard cock. A cock which had grown to about six and a half. Oh God, I thought, what have I let myself in for.Driving from the airport, on the wrong side of the road I might add, we crossed the Harbour Bridge and I had a glimpse of the Sydney Opera House, looking like a sail-boat in the shimmering water. Its unexpectedness took my breath away, betraying how little I had actually thought about the place I would be living in.And then in coastal suburbia we passed beach upon beach, all packed with people. Unlike home where the water was hours away, this. When his painful erection sprang free, his relief was audible. She glanced at his erection.Together they moved into the water till they were waist deep. He followed her like a puppy. Wind pulled Running Eagle closer to her and kissed him on the mouth. Snaking her hand down to his manhood, she caressed him underwater. There was enough heat coming from his cock to boil the water, he thought. She took his hand and placed it on her breast.Instinct or memory of the passion of years gone by kicked.