We ran up past Renmark with no success and decided we might as well go over to a nudist area we knew of, though not well known we had met some nice pe...ple there in the past.We turned off the main highway and headed down to the river there were a few cars parked among the trees so we knew we weren't totally wasting our time. After parking our car we stripped off and made our way down to the river proper, the small beach had a family group and four or five single guys quite promising. We spread. His torso glistened, and I ducked my head to swirl my tonguearound his nipple. I reached up and teased the other one with myfingertips. He moaned again, and pressed his hips against mine. Thematerial of our shorts provided a silky barrier than only enhanced thesensation of rubbing our hard cocks against each other. As I licked andsucked his nipples, I swung my hips back and forth, grinding against him.Finally I fell to my knees and yanked his shorts and underwear down. Hiscock swayed enticingly. .. I mean... come back here!" We'll be back," Jake told her. "Have yourself a drink while we're gone."The men's restroom was sparkling clean and smelled of lemons. Three tuxedoed men were standing around the sink as they entered, taking turns snorting cocaine from a small mirror. Jake recognized two of them: Michael Quinn, a teen heartthrob who had starred in numerous tough guy flicks, and Anthony Rentworst, a renowned director of such teen heartthrob movies. None of the three even looked up. He was naked and his cock was semi-erect. This partially answered what I was thinking about when he sat beside Sue. When Bill came back with the drinks we continued talking until the drinks were empty again. I had to use the restroom anyway, so I got the refills. I got more drinks and before I came outside I got rid of my boxers. When I came back out, I could see that they had changed seating positions in the tub again. I could see Michelle in the one corner, but Bill and Sue were hidden by.