Speedo Pat Down

I mentioned it briefly the other day that a friend of mine got in a bit of trouble with the law.  It isn’t too bad, he just drank a little too much and made some bad choices.  Nobody got hurt and I don’t think it is a ‘habit’ of his.

I’m not going to defend his actions or decisions, he fucked up and he is more than paying for it.

Perhaps because I am so discrete with my business (and sexuality), perhaps because I’m not fully in on the inside of my Terrigal crew, he reached out to me to help him out with this incident.  Reluctantly, I am helping him out.

Last weekend I had to go up to Coffs Harbour and present myself before the court and it all went well.  I spent the night up there in a motel and I was kinda horny.  So I grabbed my phone and tuned on Grindr.  There was this guy who looked like a hot younger Hulk Hogan.  Blonde, broad shoulders, body builder type.  Which isn’t my type – I prefer lean swimmers build.

The guy was within a kilometer from me so I sent him a photo of me in a speedo.

He replied back, he said he was a bottom, loved being dominated and he had a speedo.

I promised I’d dominate him, he promised to wear his speedo.

It wasn’t 10 minutes later and there was a knock at my hotel door.  I looked through the peep hole and there he was, Beefcake.

I opened the door to my hotel room, Beefcake was huge.  I’m 6 foot, Beefcake was half a foot taller, twice as wide and probably nearly twice my weight – all of that in muscle.  He was wearing jeans and a button up white dress shirt.

He walked in, I told him to take his shirt off which he did.

Then I told him to put his hands on the door he had just walked through, spread his legs and I was going to give him a pat down.  Beefcake complied.

I put my left hand on his shoulder, he was super ripped and super smooth.  My right hand followed his spine all the way down his back to his jeans which had a belt.  I traced his belt, counter clock wise around his torso, which was crazy flat and smooth.  I got to the belt buckle and undid it.

Beefcakes jeans slid down, he was wearing a sky blue speedo, lycra that fit him perfectly.

Now my hands were on Beefcakes hips, I ordered him to spread his legs and he complied.