I had just agreed to go home with Simon, and meet his husband, when he dropped a bombshell.  “We are both tops, think you can handle that?”

Yes I can, and yes I did.

How it all started, I had an old friends birthday on Saturday down in Brisbane.  I went down, crashed on the couch and had a drink or two, too many.  Was a great night.  Sunday morning I awoke mid morning and had to drive the ninety minutes back to my place.  As I pulled out of my mates driveway an idea stuck me, I should go to the Valley Pool for a swim.  The Valley Pool is close to the city, it is in a gay neighbourhood and I’ve seen lots of photos of guys hanging out in speedos.  I had my swimming goggles in the car and I was wearing my tiny Aussie Flag speedos.  That is what I decided to do.

This is one of the photos of the pool I had seen online.

My Aussie Flag speedos are one of the skimpiest speedos that I own.  I use them (and a pair of white Arena speedos) to tan in because they are so small, but I have never been to a lap pool wearing either of them.

I got to the pool right around midday, I dropped in to a liquor store and filled up my two ‘water bottles’.

The rumors of speedo guys was true, there were at least twenty guys lying around the pool working on their speedo tans.  I was in heaven!!!

Despite all the speedo talent on offer, I was kind of like the dog that caught the car.  I don’t have the confidence to just walk up to a hot young speedo guy, and I didn’t know anyone at all.  I found a lounge chair half in the sun and half out of it, I put down my stuff, dropped my shorts and jumped in the pool for some laps.  I banged out an easy one thousand meters.  My tiny Aussie Flag speedos felt great in the water.

I’ve never been to a public pool where it felt comfortable to just lay out and work on my speedo tan.  But this place, it felt like the only acceptable thing to do.  So I put on some sunscreen, put on my sun glasses and soaked in the view.

With one eye on my phone checking some work stuff, I had one eye on the pool and the speedo guys.  Then I saw this absolutely stunning young guy come out of the change rooms.  He was wearing a red speedo (red is just that little bit naughty right?), mid twenties, hairless, not an ounce of fat on him, blond and he fair dinkum looked like an Olympic Diver.  There were some hot guys laying around the pool, this guy was twice as hot as any of them.  The eye I had on my phone changed focus and followed this speedo guy as he walked around the pool.  He had a towel over one shoulder and a pack on the other, his butt was just delicious and his red speedo looked like it was painted on.

The change rooms were directly opposite the fifty meter pool from me, red speedo guy walked all the way around the pool and I soaked in the view.  When he got to my side of the pool he kept walking, I knew I was in for a show as he looked like he would walk right past me.  He didn’t.  Red speedo guy walked right up to the end of my lounge chair, standing there in all his glory.  I put down my phone (not that I was looking at it anyway).  Giving the red speedo guy my attention he asked if he could sit next to me.

I didn’t object.

Looking out from behind my sun glasses I could see more than one of the speedo guys around the pool looking at me with envy.  I wasn’t sure why red speedo guy had picked me, there were way hotter guys there, I am at least ten years older than him and I’m working on loosing the ten kilograms that I put on during my recent road trip.

Red Speedo Guy was a Chatty Kathy and even before he sat down he was chatting.  His name is Simon, he loved my Aussie Flag speedo, I told him it was my first time at the pool since I was in high school (we had a swimming carnival there), told him the beach town where I live.  When Simon asked me what I do for work I hesitated for a minute, but then told him I run the Aussie Speedo Guy blog.  Simon was over the moon, he told me that he and his husband are huge fans, they follow me on Twitter and he was regretfully not a member, although he promised they would join not that he has met Dave Evans in person.  Simon noticed my ‘water bottle’ and said the he had his own ‘water bottle’ which was really a G&T (gin and tonic).  The conversation flowed for the next fifteen minutes or so.  He and his husband are twenty-four years old, they went to high school together which was pretty sweet.

Then I asked Simon, who was wearing a ring on his ring finger, if his husband knew he was at the pool flirting with older men?

Simon explained to me that his husband was just finishing up Medical School and that week had finished some huge exams, which thirty percent of people fail.  That is pretty nasty after half a decade of study to fail a third of the class.  Despite the exams, Simon’s Husband had to work at the hospital that morning and the Husband had asked Simon to go to the pool, and pick up something for them to play with.

Why me?  I asked.  There were a lot of much hotter guys around the pool than me.

Simon replied that he and his Husband both had Daddy issues.  He said that although I’m not a Daddy just yet, I was getting close.  Simon also said that I looked a little bit nervous which he thought was cute.

He had me convinced.  Simon texted his Husband who replied immediately that he was home, and Simon was bringing home ‘something to play with’.  I started packing up, I wrapped my towel around me, Simon did the same and then he dropped the bomb….. “We are both tops, think you can handle that?”

Hopefully I’ll finish this off on Monday or Tuesday for you guys.  Very ‘hard’ to write about this experience.