These are my gay experiences.
Last Tuesday afternoon, I posted on my blog (and Twitter and the Speedo Forum) asking if anyone reading had been at their local pool earlier in the day, wearing a pair of Budgy Smuggler speedos.
I asked because there had been a guy at the pool, in the lane next to me, and there was some sexual energy between us. Unfortunately, in the lane next to me on the other side, was an older female friend of mine so I had to play it cool and wasn’t able to act, explore or even show any real interest in the mystery swimmer next to me.
Alas, there was no reply to my online inquiries. That would have made things really simple and far less intimidating than trying to discover if a very straight acting/looking guy might not be so straight deep down. So the next day, at the same time, I went back to the pool, my female friend wouldn’t be there to cock block me this time and I would find out for sure.
Before I get to that, let me start at the beginning.
This is the first week that the schools have been back in after holidays. Why that is important? During the final school term of the year, the local high school uses the lap pool that I swim at. It is a total pain in the ass because they take over most of the pool. There is a time window in the afternoon when the school has left, but before the afternoon swimming lessons begin. So Tuesday, I arrived at the pool just before three o’clock and I had timed it perfectly. The school group was just leaving, there was lots of spare lanes and I had an hour before the afternoon chaos would begin.
I made my way to the shallow end of the pool (which has a little shade), put down my backpack and started to strip down to my swimming attire, a pair of red AussieBum speedos.
Pretty much completely naked (maybe that is why I love speedos so much), I turned around towards the pool and caught this guy checking me out. He had just arrived and was walking up the other end of the pool still fully dressed. We caught each others eye and he looked down, I think I caught him perving.
My mind was ticking, and it was then that someone right in front of me, called out my name. I looked down and there was my neighbors wife (who is also my neighbor). It startled me and I muttered something about not recognizing her in a swimming cap and goggles. I jumped in the pool in the lane next to her, had a quick chat and started my routine.
On my third lap, as I tumble turned at the deep end of the pool, I got a glimpse of a guy in the lane next to me and he was wearing a pair of Budgy Smuggler speedos. I only got a glance but I was sure it was the guy I caught checking me out a little earlier. Two more lengths of the pool and just after my tumble turn I breathed on my right side and the guy was swimming right next to me. I got more than just a glance and soaked it all in. He was tanned, pretty fit, dirty blonde hair, not shoulder length but not cut too short and he had more of a board short tan on his legs. We swam side by side for two hundred and fifty meters. He was a little less than a body length quicker than me per length but my turns were quicker and I made up that distance, or maybe he was letting me make up that distance.
This was no coincidence so maybe he was letting me make up the distance.
I’m not a quick swimmer, I enjoy longer distances so usually my swimming mates are much quicker than I am. So I’m leaning towards this mystery swimmer setting his pace intentionally. The other thing to keep in mind, he could have started his laps at any time, he was in the pool while I swam at least two lengths and decided to start right when I was at his end.
Do you guys think this was a coincidence?
He pulled up for a rest after two hundred and fifty meters and he stopped at the shallow end (my end so really 275m). I considered stopping and getting a introduction but when I approached the shallow end, I could see my neighbour was up that end as well. She would have wanted a chat so I just kept to my routine, which is a fifteen hundred meter warm up.
The mystery swimmer would get back doing some laps for a short stretch but we didn’t end up swimming side by side again.
Finishing by set, I stopped at the shallow end and sucked in some deep breaths. My neighbor had finished and was getting out of the pool and we had a little chat. When I turned my attention back to the pool, I was just in time to catch the mystery swimmer getting out of the pool. I got a great look at his butt and his speedos were a little loose and I even caught a glimpse of some butt crack. His shoulders looked strong and of course, his butt looked tastey.
I figured that was him for the day so I got back to my routine. I spent the next twenty minutes doing some sprints, breast stroke, kicking on my back and some deep breath exercises. This is why I love having the pool to myself, I can do these kind of exercises and not worry about anyone else who is sharing the lane. Total time of just under one hour and I jumped out of the pool as the start of the swimming lesson people were entering the complex. Perfect timing.
Towel wrapped around my waist, t-shirt on, I started walking out and was chatting to one of the pool staff that I know. We were walking past one of the secondary pools and right there was the mystery swimmer. The water he was in, was thigh deep and he had on of his legs up out of the pool doing some stretches and I got an awesome view of his package in those speedos of his. This time he caught me checking him out.
Fifteen minutes later, I’m back home and I post on my blog, and everywhere else I can think of, trying to see if this mystery guy might be floating about the speedo fetish online universe.
By nine o’clock that night, having had no reply I finally succumbed and jerked off thinking about being on my knees with the mystery guys cock in my mouth.
One of my members has written about an experience he had with his footy (AFL) captain this year. I’m just finishing proofing it but I will try and publish it tomorrow for you guys.
This time of year, is the end of footy season for professionals (finals at this weekend) and social footy players. There is a bit of a reputation here in Australia (and New Zealand) of end of season footy parties/holidays getting out of hand. Some of the behaviour is actually pretty disgusting.
Speaking of questionable behaviour check out this:
Click here to see the news article.
Check back tomorrow for a more ‘fun’ footy experience.
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