Pelican Point - Part 4
So to recap; things weren't going too well for me. I'd expected to start work as a member of the Mathematics and Science faculty of my university only to be told in abusive terms that I hadn't fulfilled all the requirements. I was just about to be awarded my doctorate in maths but I needed at least a diploma in education in order to be allowed to teach. So I only had a few weeks left as a part-time maths tutor and then I would be unemployed.
I'd broken up with my unfaithful boyfriend of nearly three years, George, because he'd caught me being unfaithful to him with one of my students, Bao. Yes George is an arsehole but I missed him. Not just the sex but we liked the same movies and food and we had a lot of friends in common.
Bao partly made up for the sex part but even though only seven years younger than me, we didn't have much in common besides maths and sex. He only seemed to eat Chinese food and never watched movies. Nevertheless I loved him and he loved me. Another problem with Bao was that he was my student and having a sexual relationship with a student, even at university was against the rules.
I'd tried to help Bao by comforting him when his father back in China died but then realised that even though he was the top student of his year, he had few prospects if he returned. That was because his father had been a political dissident and he had only been given permission and funding to study in Australia because his school principal had falsified the records.
I'd contacted a guy who's job at my university was to secure sensitive research, including mine, and as a consequence of that, Bao was now secretly working for him. I am fairly certain he was working as a spy for the Australian government gathering information about the activities of other Chinese students as well as the activities of employees of the Chinese consulate that looked after and controlled them.
Bao was apparently very happy doing that though obviously he couldn't tell me much about it. I had no certain knowledge about why he was so happy and how he was being rewarded. Perhaps he felt he was doing what his father would have wanted but also, he seemed unconcerned about the possibility of ever having to go back to China.
It meant however that Bao was spending more and more time socially with his fellow Chinese students and less time with me. He still fucked me at least once a week but I needed more sex than that.
So feeling lonely and depressed one weekend while Bao had gone away on a training course for his new "job", I'd gone down the coast to visit my parents and then for a hike out to Pelican Point, a place I'd spent a lot of time as a kid. On the way I'd met an old friend Darren, now a billion times hotter than I'd remembered him as a kid. We'd smoked a few joints together out on the point and then to my great surprise, we'd wanked together. Surprising because he was married to a woman, though recently separated.
We'd spoken on the phone several times since then. He was going through a messy divorce and he just needed someone's shoulder to cry on. He'd also told me some secrets about himself. I don't really know why he'd chosen me to unburden himself but among them he'd revealed that he didn't think he was exactly straight and that he'd fucked a guy after a golf tournament after having a lot to drink. I'd made the completely slutty suggestion that I wouldn't mind him doing that to me.
I'd told Bao about Darren but strangely I'd never told Darren about Bao. Bao wasn't into monogamy. He made no secret of the fact that he was having casual sex with other guys. We were friends, more than friends, we still are. He just also happened to be regularly fucking me.
So one weekend when Bao was mysteriously away again, I called Darren and then drove down the coast to see my parents. Then the next day, I drove over to Pats village to see Darren. He invited me into his house. His parents were old when I was a kid but now they were ancient. One of the secrets Darren had revealed to me about himself was that he had been adopted. He tried to remind them of who I was but they didn't remember me.
Darren had recently moved back in with his parents after separating from his wife. He went into his room, got a very well stuffed backpack and we headed down through the bush to Pelican Point. I was a little nervous and so was he. We didn't talk much on the way even though we'd talked for hours on the phone. There are things you can say on the phone that you wouldn't say face to face. One of those was that I'd agreed to let him fuck me next time we were down at Pelican Point.
It was a hot day. Much hotter than last time I was here. There was an almost deafening screech of millions of cicadas in the gum trees. We walked together along the sandy track and then turned off down to the lake. We then took the track along the lake shore until we reached the end of the point.
"Did you bring any weed?" I asked him. Last time we'd smoked a few joints out here.
"Of course, but how about going for a swim first?"
"Yeah, okay."
He dumped his backpack and then started stripping off his clothes. I did the same but I couldn't get enough of watching his beautiful tanned and toned body as it was revealed to me. Then when he pulled his briefs off I noticed that his very fat wedge of a cock was already more than semi-erect. I guessed that he hadn't forgotten what I'd said on the phone.
By the time I got my clothes off I was hard too but he'd walked out on the rocks until it was deep enough and then dived under and swam out. I followed and then swam out to him.
"It's cool," he said smiling and drops of sparkling water dripping from his black curly hair.
"Yeah, but refreshing," I said.
He dived under and started swimming out to the marker on the end of the reef off the point as he had last time we were here. I followed. Again he climbed up the marker and sat on a platform about a metre up. As before I was surprised because although Pelican Point is remote, mostly covered in trees and bushes and few people go there, the reef marker is visible from Pats village and from the much bigger town of St. Georges Basin just across the water. Yes I was too cautious. You might be able to see with binoculars that someone was sitting out there but you'd need something very high powered to see that they're naked or to recognise them.
But Darren was more than naked. His cock was fully erect. He looked down at me with a half smile, sleepy eyes but with his mouth just open.
"That's nice," I said looking at his cock.
"Yeah? Come up here? I bet yours is too."
I climbed up onto the rocks of the reef and then walked over to the marker tower. Yes of course I too had a full erection. As I came closer, he put his arms up and held onto the tubular frame of the marker, fully exposing his beautiful brown body to me.
I moved over and stood in front of him. I put my hands on his wet thighs and rubbed back and forward and looked up into his eyes. He smiled back. Then let my thumbs brush his scrotum as if by accident as I massaged his thighs. He drew in his breath as I touched him there.
I moved my head in a kissed the insides of his thighs knowingly letting my wet hair rub against his cock. I kissed closer and closer to his ball sack, slightly shrunken by the cold water. I looked up at him. He looked extremely turned on. Yes I know he'd fucked a guy while drunk but I didn't know how intimate he'd been with a guy. I had to take it slow. I didn't want to do anything he was not comfortable with but I saw no sign of that. His cock was hard as a rock and a crystal bead of his precum slowly descended on the end of a long filament connected to the eye of his cock.
I kissed his thigh so far up that his cock rubbed against my face then I kissed the place where the shaft of his cock meets his body through his black curly wet pubic hair. I looked up at him. He was panting. I kissed the side of his cock.
His cock is very fat but seems wider than it is thick however the last two inches or so of it taper significantly to a normal if not slightly smaller than average circumcised knob. It's like a wedge and seeing it made me think of only one thing, the feeling of it being forced up my arse.
I continued kissing his cock but pushing my tongue out to give it a lick in the middle of my kiss. Finally I was sure he wanted it. I kissed his knob and licked the precum from his slit. I kissed again but took it a little way into my mouth. I looked up at him with the end of his cock in my mouth.
"Oh yeah," he breathed.
I took his cock into my mouth deeper and deeper, making it wet and slippery with my saliva. I was fully aware that I was sucking a guy's cock, naked with an erection on a reef marker, a thing designed to be visible from miles around. It didn't matter.
I'd only been sucking him for twenty seconds when he pushed on my shoulders.
