Picked Up
The Married Guy, one of my fuck buddies, has been hassling me about going along to the Masters Swim Squad training for weeks. His wife bought him membership for Christmas and he thinks it might be good from my swimming.
A little bit reluctantly, I went along. Picture this, I just get out of my car, I’m walking towards the pool entry and I get a text message from the Married Guy saying he can’t it.
I’m already here, I might as well go.
Everyone was really nice. The coach was a young guy who gave me one really good pointers, unfortunately he wasn’t wearing a speedo like the majority of guys were.
During the session I talked to a bunch of people but I felt like this one couple (male/female, husband/wife) were kind of hitting on me. They did ask me to grab a beer after we finished in the pool. I had to help a mate move some furniture so I had to pass on the beer.
The next day I spoke with the Married Guy and I mentioned the couple I thought was hitting on me. He started laughing and I was on the outside of the joke. Married Guy said that the couple were big time swingers and everyone knew about it. He was laughing because he thought they would hit on me but wasn’t sure if they’d do it the first night.
It is funny how the Married Guy seems to live vicariously through me, if I hook up with someone, he isn’t jealous, he gets turned on by hearing about what I’m getting up to. With that in mind, it isn’t surprising that he asked me if I would have sex with the Married Couple from the pool? Of course I would!!!
The next Masters Swim Training session I went to was two weeks later. The Married Guy was there, as were the Married Couple. Again everybody was nice and I enjoyed the session. At the end the Married Couple asked me for a beer and I said yes. It was funny how the Married Guy was holding in his laughter when he overheard me getting asked out. We agreed to meet at a nearby pub and six minutes later the three of us were sitting down having a drink.
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Writing
My mission for today is to sit down and take the time to write about what happened on Tuesday evening after Master Swim Training.
It was an amazing sexual experience that started this blog years ago. After an end of season party, my room mates (Aussie couple – guy and a girl) asked me to join them in the steam room. It was so amazing I spent the next couple of days writing about that experience. I wrote it Microsoft Word and while I added it to the archives of SpeedoFetish.com (that is the only place you can read everything I have ever written) I wanted to share the experience.
I love recounting my experiences and I get super horny when doing so. But, it does take me a lot of time. Because of the time involved and the discretion of the other people involved, what happened on Tuesday night will have to be protected in the members area. I’m sure you can understand.
And, membership is only $5. It is more of a token amount to keep things a little bit private.
I am about to start and this is my writing equipment. Butt plug, jockstrap and a towel. My only risk is that I cum too quickly and don’t finish writing.
Members will see my progress in near real time – c’mon, it is $5 and you can join with PayPal (it will come up that you have paid ‘Gocah Limited’ so nothing porn, speedo or gay related on there.
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