The weather here lately has been kinda crappy. There are strong westerly winds blowing off the middle of Australia and there are some bush fires out there so the sky is super dusty/smokey.
This morning I woke up to probably the worst dust/smoke I have ever seen. Imagine the opposite of this photo.
I was thinking maybe I wouldn’t go to the pool for a swim today because of the air quality. But then I saw this photo which looks absolutely delicious and it motivated/inspired me to get off my arse and get to the pool.
After banging out a quick 2,000m I felt awesome!!!
After leaving high school I did some triathlons and the leg that scared me the most was swimming. I was an OK swimmer but not great and not confident at the kind of distances required in the longer triathlons. So I spent a fair bit of time swim training at the local aquatic center.
The pool was a city run center with a fifty meter outdoor olympic sized pool, grand stand area and huge change rooms. I had some naughty experiences in the change rooms with some random hookups and I would often jerk off in the showers. I have a pretty serious speedo fetish (I own and write the Aussie Speedo Guy blog) and swimming in my skimpy little speedos would turn me on, so I’d finish my laps, go up to the change rooms and jerk off. It was a turn on jerking off thinking I could be caught.
It turns out that I did get caught a few times, sometimes on purpose when I had organized for a guy to ‘accidentally on purpose’ interrupt me and a couple of times I was caught when it wasn’t ‘on purpose’. This experience which I had nearly fifteen years ago was one of the latter.
I’ve already explained how I would get horny swimming in my speedos. This day that I’m reminiscing about was just like that. The pool was really quiet so I headed up to the change rooms after swimming two kilometers in about forty minutes. I threw my bag on one of the benches and headed to the big open area shower. There were individual shower cubicles but I would use the open/group showers, making me more turned on at the thought of getting caught.
There I was, eighteen years old, smooth, just under six foot, short dark hair, slim, wearing a pair of black speedos that were a size or two too small. My, average sized, cut cock was straining against the black lycra as if it was trying to escape.
I was rubbing my arse with my left hand and with my right I pulled the front of my speedo down releasing my engorged eighteen year old cock. My hand started pumping my cock up and down, not too quickly because I wanted to enjoy it and I wasn’t in any rush. I closed my eyes imaging that the entire shower room was filled with other young guys showering in their speedos and jerking off.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
The deep bellowing voice shocked me out of my fantasy. I physically jumped and might have let out a little bit of a scream.
Standing there with hands on his hips was Gary, the manager of the pool.
I saw this photo the other day and I love those speedos!!! Darn those guys look great in them.
As you can see yourself, it says Nittai LSC (I’m going to assume is Life Saving Club). I looked it up quickly and couldn’t find such a place.
Do you guys have any ideas?
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