Coach is Cumming Over

Sunday morning here on the Central New South Wales Coast (that is 90 minutes north of Sydney for those of you who aren’t familiar with where I am).  It is a gorgeous looking morning as I sit here in my kitchen looking out as the sun is rising.

I’m up early because I have been working was too much this week and over the weekend Kip and I have been working closely on some projects and instead of partying, I’ve been working.  Things I do for you guys.

Here is my rough plan for today:

• Write this blog post for you guys.
• Surf with the boys.
• Put on breakfast for anyone who is hanging around.
• Do some more work.
• Have a nap.
• Do some more work.
• Go for a little walk along the beach (pick up milk and eggs).
• Strip down to my speedos and go for an afternoon swim.
• Do some more work.
• Wait for the swim coach to arrive and fuck his arse!!!

Ow yeah.  The Swim Coach (click here to read about the first time we hooked up) texted me late last night (he might have been out partying) asking if I’d be interested in hooking up late this afternoon.

I’ll wait until a little bit later today to message him but hopefully he wasn’t just drunk texting and will show up and allow me to plow his arse again.

I did have one naughty idea/thought…. I wonder what Alex and his boyfriend are doing later today?  They might just happen to be here at my place when the Swim Coach gets here and we could just see what happens?  My only concern with that is just how discrete the Swim Coach is and that might upset him and just might not be something he is interested in.

Boys will be here any minute for our morning surf.  Leave a comment on what you think I should do regarding asking Alex and his boyfriend to come over.