Today I woke up a little bit south of where I live, I’m down here dog sitting for a friend of mine. His house is pretty close to the beach and I woke up a little bit hungover so I dragged my sorry ass down to the beach and after walking nearly 1km I found a quiet spot, grabbed a book and I did have a alcoholic drink, hair of the dog.
For 3 hours I enjoyed my book, I think I fell asleep at one point.
Surprisingly, this quiet little beach seemed like gay central!!!
At once point I sat up and there are two guys, I’m 90% sure they were a couple, who had stopped right in front of me and had started walking back towards the beach entry. Had I sat up 5 minutes earlier, I would have waved and invited them in to the dunes.
I didn’t have to wait long for that kind of opportunity.
15 minutes later out of the corner of my eye I spot some movement. So I look up and there is this older guy, wearing a pair of footy shorts totally checking me out. I admit, I had an erection (thinking about the two guys I missed earlier) but I didn’t think it was too in appropriate as I was probably 40m from the waters edge.
Sitting back up the older guy and I looked at each other, I rubbed the front of my speedo and he correctly interpreted my invitation.
By the time he had walked up the beach I was standing and we walked in to the dunes.
Once out of view of the beach the older guy grabbed me, turned me around and we started making out. He was my height but much stockier than myself and he was in control. He looked a little bit like Sean Connery with his grey beard.
I was totally horny as hell so I asked him what he wanted, want to fuck me? Want me to blow you?
He replied that he just wanted to blow me.
Fine with me. I had one request though. During out kiss I had felt that the older guy was wearing some speedos under his footy shorts. I asked him if he would be so kind as to drop the footy shorts. While he took off his footy shorts, I leant back against a tree and I pulled my raging boner out the leg of my speedo. He dropped to his knees and started sucking.
Wow, I didn’t even know this guys name.
He sucked cock like it was his last meal and looking down at him wearing just his black speedo was pretty hot. Approaching orgasm I warned him. Twice. And he kept sucking. I warned him a third time just as my cock exploded and his lips didn’t leave my cock.
When my cock finally started to soften he removed his lips, licking every last drop and put hit footy shorts back on. I asked him if I could return the favour but he said he was fine. We walked back to the beach, nobody was around so nobody knew what had just taken place. We shook hands (like we had just played a round of golf) and he walked in the direction of the carpark.
Wow!
I lay back down, this time on my tummy to tan my back and wondered to myself… “Did that really just happen?”
After half an hour or so of me reading and checking my phone, my phone battery was dying so I thought I should head back to the house and check on the dog. I got up, put my shorts on, shook my towel out and when I turned around to start walking back, right there in front of me is this cute younger guy wearing a blue speedo just strutting his stuff!!!
Of course, I got my shit together and followed him, enjoy the view.
I just love this young guys confidence!!!
If you know him or if you are him, please touch base with me because I will be back at that same beach tomorrow and I owe someone a blowjob.
Weather has been pretty good this week and I have managed to get a couple of hours of beach time in. My speedo tan was fading a little bit.
I don’t know about you guys, but when I’m outside in the sunshine, wearing speedos I seem to be hornier. Anyone else feel like that?
While I was at the beach yesterday I flipped on Grindr to add some new pics (yeah, I like to keep my pics current) and saw this….
Looked pretty tastey to me so started chatting with the guy and he doesn’t have any uni classes on Friday morning and is going to meet me at the beach.
Here are full photos from his profile and an explanation of what the ‘Alex’ means (I’m sure some of you guys know what it means already but helping out my non-Aussie readers.
I first saw Brian at my local pool a few months before the experience I’m about to describe to you. It was just before closing time and out of the corner of my eye I saw Brian and one of the lifeguards headed in to the change rooms. My gaydar isn’t very good, but something told me the two young men were about to do some naughty things in there.
Sounded like something I would be interested in.
In the showers I found Brian being blown by the lifeguard in the last shower stall. They invited me to join and while the lifeguard blew us both, Brian and I made out and fingered each other. I wrote about that experience on my blog which you can find if you are interested.
It was a one off and hasn’t happened again. I see the lifeguard at the pool but haven’t seen Brian since. Don’t worry, I did remember him, twenty-two years old, smooth swimmers build, tall and not an ounce of fat on his body. I never got his name though.
Fast forward to last weekend. Some friends of mine invited me down to the Gold Coast for the weekend. Older couple that are friends. They have a couple of units down there that they wanted to check on and their son was competing in the Surf Life Saving National Championships. Sounded like an excuse to get out of town and I hadn’t been down to the Gold Coast in ages.
Saturday morning we cruise down to the coast, my friends give me the run of one of their units (they stay in another one right next door).
We spend the day hanging out, watching a little bit of the Life Saving competition and start drinking beers back at the apartment complex around 3pm. My friends are hosting a BBQ and their sons will be joining us. I’ve already been told that their older son Ian is gay and lives down the Gold Coast and their younger son Brian is competing and the finals are on Sunday morning.
Around 5pm Ian arrives and he is pretty cute and not too outwardly gay (I probably wouldn’t have known unless I had been told). Half an hour later, the younger son arrives and I recognize him straight away. It is Brian. I am introduced to Brian who, from his eyes, recognizes me but we both pretend we are strangers meeting for the first time. I am also introduced to Brian’s long term girlfriend, who is just as hot as he is. Seriously, they could be in underwear commercials.
We all have a great night, some other people join us. Brian and his girlfriend left first, they both were competing the next morning but the rest of us hung out until the wee hours of the morning.
The next day we all went down and watched Brian and his girlfriend in their competitions, holy cow there were some amazing bodies and a lot of guys in speedos (including Brian). Things wrapped up around midday and the gay brother, Ian, invited me to come around for a pool party at his place. My friends were going out to see some friends so sounded like a great way to spend the afternoon. Ian walked me the two blocks from the unit to his rental house and on the way he told me that he is gay and some of his gay mates would be at the party, just making sure I was OK with it. I told him I was OK with it but I didn’t want to tell him about my gay tendencies just yet (his parents have no idea).
Ian’s house was like a uni students house, I think there were four blokes living there and it was very cool. There was some cricket on the TV which was out in the pool area.
After playing some back yard cricket (with a beer in hand most of the time) we headed to the pool. Being the Aussie Speedo Guy, I had speedos on under my dork shorts but since I was a guest, I waited to see what the speedo tolerance level was.
I was pleasantly surprised that most of the guys were speedo’ing it up. So I dropped my dork shorts revealing my new Addicted speedos which I have been loving lately (I’ve shared a bunch of my speedo selfies on my blog and social media).
It was these speedos that gave my identity away. Walking out of the bathroom Ian blocked me in the hallway and asked me if I was Aussie Speedo Guy. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but I didn’t really have a way out of this conversation so I admitted that yes, I am. I asked Ian not to share that with anyone, particularly his parents.
Ian said he was fine to keep my secret, on the condition that I fucked him.
Sorry guys, the rest of this experience is going to be for members only. If you’d like to join, it is only $5.
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