These are my gay experiences.
After my morning walk/swim/coffee today I got back to my unit complex and crossed paths with my landlord. We chatted for a few minutes, he thanked me for having him for drinks last night and we both said that we were a little bit hungover this morning but nothing a swim in the ocean couldn’t fix.
The last thing he said to me was “Thanks for… you know.”
“Anytime” I replied as I headed back to my unit.
I’m glad he remembered what we did last night, and I’m glad that it might happen again.
A few months ago I moved up to the Sunshine Coast, it was a little bit tricky finding a place to rent/lease but eventually I found this great unit which is a short walk to the beach and furnished. It also has its own private roof which is where I pretty much live when it isn’t raining (as it has been a bit too much lately).
When I inspected the unit I was on my best behaviour, and I got along with The Landlord and his wife.
The building complex has six units in it, I’ve rented the top floor at the front of the building and The Landlord who owns my unit, also owns a unit on the ground floor a the back of the complex near the little swimming pool where they live. I think usually they travel and aren’t home much but the whole covid thing right.
The Landlord and his wife are late forties, she is a cute brunette who looks like she has some Italian in her heritage. Russ looks like a grown up surf bum with blond hair, tall, slim and fit for a guy approaching fifty years old. He made his money in IT and that is what I tell him I do for a living (don’t really tell to many people I run some speedo fetish gay porn sites).
I’ve only really chatted with The Landlord a handful of times and it is usually when we run in to each other in the complex pool. I don’t use it a whole bunch and I can’t see it from my unit but I don’t think anyone else in the complex uses it but The Landlord is often there. When I’ve seen him at the pool he wears a black speedo. He is married and from his tan it looks like he wears speedos a lot. I always wear a speedo at the pool and he never said anything it.
Had I know what would happen, I would have embarrassed myself by getting a boner in my speedo all those times we hung out.
I wouldn’t haven been able to stop thinking about how The Landlord was sitting on my couch, legs spread with me on my knees between them. His speedo pulled down under his balls, my right hand stroking his cock, my mouth open, tongue just touching the tip of his cock and him exploding the biggest load of cum I have ever experienced. I had warning that he was about to cum, I was expecting it but it still surprised me the volume of man juicy that came rushing at my face.
Unlike me, I couldn’t take it all and ended up with cum on my chin and dripping down his cock, on his balls and a little bit on his black speedo which he was going to have to explain to his wife.
It started yesterday afternoon, I had been for a walk to get groceries and getting home I was a little hot so decided to grab a couple of beers and go for a quick dip in the complex pool. I had been in maybe two sips (of beer) when The Landlord walked in to the pool area. There are signs everywhere about no glass and no eating or drinking in the pool so I immediately apologized to The Landlord but he told me it was fine. I offered him my second beer which he accepted.
Once those beers were finished, he got out and grabbed a couple more each from his unit.
Just two straight acting, Aussie blokes, chilling out in the pool, drinking beer on a Friday afternoon, wearing nothing but the tiny amount of material that makes up a speedo.
The conversation was just normal in the pool but that would change when we went up to my unit and went from beer to whiskey.
Once the sun set, it got a lot cooler and since I owed The Landlord a beer I invited him up to my place for another drink. Whiskey or beer, we both opted for beer. When we got up to my unit The Landlord asked me if I had another towel and I threw him one. I was in the kitchen pouring us some drinks and to my complete surprised, The Landlord dried himself off really well with his towel, then put the dry one on the couch and sat down. Wearing nothing but his black speedo. Wow. This straight guy is really comfortable with his body and wearing a speedo.
Handing The Landlord his drink, I sat on the second couch using the same method he was.
The topic of conversation changed immediately, he asked me how my love life was.
I told him that a few weeks ago I had an online hookup with a chick but it might have been a once off. I was referring to my online hookup with a cute little twink (click here to read about that experience), I’ve often done that in the past when mates ask about my sexual adventures, I pretend it was a girl instead of a guy.
The Landlord asked me if that was two weeks ago, on a Thursday afternoon?
My mind did a quick check, it was a Thursday afternoon two weeks ago that the young guys came over to my place. Ow no, I had just been outted by my The Landlord. My mind raced at a million miles an hour, would he kick me out, what would he do? While my mine exploded I couldn’t talk.
Finally looking up I saw a smile on The Landlords face. It is OK Dave, he told me, I did some experimenting in my younger, bachelor days.
That gave me a little bit of relief but I was still speechless.
The Landlord actually reached over and slapped me on the thigh, reassuring me that it is OK. My secret was safe with him.
He then proceeded to tell me about when he was in his early twenties and was a member of the local surf life saving club (lifeguards) and he and his best mate would blow each other a couple of times a week. They both had girlfriends but they were just horny all the time and he found that his mate sucked cock better than his girlfriends ever did.
Then he threw out an invitation, he said “I kinda miss it” with a grin and a slight nod towards his crotch.
“I’d love to” was my reply and I got up off the couch and got on my knees between The Landlords legs.
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After my morning walk/swim/coffee today I got back to my unit complex and crossed paths with my landlord. We chatted for a few minutes, he thanked me for having him for drinks last night and we both said that we were a little bit hungover this morning but nothing a swim in the ocean couldn’t fix.
The last thing he said to me was “Thanks for… you know.”
“Anytime” I replied as I headed back to my unit.
I’m glad he remembered what we did last night, and I’m glad that it might happen again.
Do you guys want to know what happened?
I’ve got to finish adding some movies to SpeedoFetish.com, once I’m done with that I’ll finish writing about what happened. I’m glad it wasn’t too awkward this morning. Yes, this happened last night.
I’m pretty horny today so I’ve messaged the 22yo guy that I fucked a few weeks ago, hopefully he will come over because I need to fuck something!!!
Photos like this don’t help my craving….
And I particularly like how my speedo butt looks in my new blue speedo (selfie taken a few months ago now).
I think one of the hottest things is an older guy who is discretely (secretly) bi.
When people think of a middle aged guy having an affair it is usually with their female secretary or yoga teacher… but I wonder how often it is with a younger guy at the pool. Which is what happened with my Married Guy (click here to read how we met).
Here is an experience that one of my new members sent to me. I’m not 100% sure if it is a true story or fiction but either way it is hot!!!
When I was young, I developed a crush on my father’s friend. They weren’t related but I call him “uncle” because of how frequently he comes by the house to help my dad with stuff. He became somewhat a paternal figure for me. He was a bit younger than my dad but old enough to be my own father.
Now, I’m 25 and he’s about 43 I think. We saw each other again. I have already moved out of our home and live many miles away. He was in the city I was living in for a conference. We passed by each other in a cafe and spoke for a short while.
He was still so good looking but this time he was so grown. His shoulders were broader, his face was more mature, and his hair is flaked with white strands. I couldn’t resist the urge to undress him in my head. We spoke for a few minutes and he was a fun guy to talk to. The last time we saw each other I was leaving for college and was a fairly skinny and short. Now, I’m still nothing compared to his big body but I’ve gained a bit of muscle to look decent and cute.
He was in town for two more days and he asked if I wanted to stop by his hotel to have dinner. I said yes because I couldn’t pass on the opportunity.
I texted my dad that night to tell him I saw Uncle Greg. He gave me an few short update about what has been happening to him recently. Turns out, he and his wife are separated and are living in different homes. Recently, he caught his wife sleeping with another guy.
The night of our dinner. I was surprised to find that he wasn’t in the hotel restaurant. Turns out, he wanted to have dinner in his room. I went up to his room and knocked. He opened the door and I saw him dressed in a nice shirt and pants. We were both casually dressed, nothing too fancy. There was already food on the table and a bottle of wine in a bucket.
We began to eat and I’m telling him stories about what is going on with me recently. I told him about my boyfriend, and he was surprised to find out that I was gay.
He didn’t know I was gay and so did my dad. I forgot for a moment that I was speaking to my uncle, a friend of my dad’s. I asked him not to tell my dad, he said yes. After that he was asking stuff about my gay lifestyle. Not in an offensive way, but with curiosity. He wanted to know if I suck dick, if I take it in the ass, or if I swallow.
He popped open the wine and began pouring me and himself a glass. After a few drinks, we decided to sit on his bed. He didn’t stop with the gay questions until he finally asked if I think he is attractive.
I didn’t know how to answer at first because I didn’t know if he was serious. He began rubbing my thighs and looking into my eyes. “I think you’re handsome,” he said. He then told me the story about how he thinks he’s bi. He had a previous sexual experience with a person he didn’t want to tell me who. Upon further inquiry, I found out it was with my dad. In the nights that he slept over when I was young and they were drinking, it would usually end up with my dad in his knees sucking his cock.
Not going to lie, the idea turned me on a bit. Thinking about my dad sucking his friend’s dick got me so flushed and hard. My uncle could see the outline of my dick in my pants.
“Do you want to suck me off?” He asked. I said yes so he pushed me on the floor and let me unbuckle his belt and pull his jeans down. His dick was thick but not long, but it was enough to render me weak because it looked so good. I kissed the tip and started sucking it. His hands were grabbing the sheets of the hotel bed. He was moaning and feeling so good, I can tell. I give good head.
I started playing with his nipple with my other hand at one point. His hands were brushing my hair and I can feel his eyes looking directly at me sucking his cock.
“You have a boyfriend right?” He asked me and I nodded my head while pumping his dick. “Whose dick is better.” I said his.
He chuckled at my response. He said my dad loved his dick too, even though he was happily married to my mom. “You two are so unfaithful for my dick.” Like father, like son I guess.
A few minutes later, he lifted me up and pushed me down on the bed. “Can I fuck you?”
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