Hey guys, I’ve just sat down and written about an experience I had at the Valley (Fortitude Valley in Brisbane) pool on Sunday afternoon. It was pretty darn hot!!!
If this blog was 100% public, I’m not sure I would share this experience. At least I wouldn’t share it the day after. This is to protect my privacy, as well as the privacy of those who were part of this experience (four of us in total).
Thankfully, this blog has a members area so I feel a little bit more comfortable sharing these intimate parts of my life.
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At the local pool here I don’t usually use the change rooms (what we here down under call the ‘locker rooms’). The pool isn’t far from my place so I usually walk or ride my bike there. I wear my speedos under my shorts and just slip them off poolside, when I’m done I slip my shorts back on, or sometimes I’ll just wrap a towel around my waist and walk home.
I wish I had the confidence to just walk home in my speedos and nothing else, but I’m not quite that confident.
Yesterday, I was going to meet some friends for drinks and then dinner about half an hour up the coast from my place. I decided to swing by the pool for some laps on my way so I drove there. Afterwards, I needed a shower to wash off the chlorine and to put my grown up clothes on.
The change rooms are huge and I imagine most people are like me and don’t really use them. There was one young guy in there who hadn’t been for a swim, but was getting ready to go use the pool. He was wearing a speedo, slim, smooth, early twenties. We said hello and I was in a bit of a rush to shower and get dressed.
The young guy decided to start doing his stretches and seemed to be ‘loitering’ in the change rooms while I got ready. It was a big room/space so it wasn’t like we were next to each other.
I had to leave and said “Cya later” to the young guy.
I might have to start getting changed a little more after my swimming sessions.
Here are some of my previous experiences in the change rooms…..
- Some of my locker room selfies
- The time I looked up a locker room hookup (true story)
- Pool Manager Catches me Jerking Off (true story)
- Recent experience I had at the pool here (true story)
- Locker Room Speedo Porn (previous Movie of the Week)
- Swim Team Doctor (story written by one of my fans)
I am working on a post about some of my locker room experiences. There have been a few over the years.
While searching the archives or previous posts I found these selfies I took years ago in the locker room of the pool I use when I am in Colorado visiting Kip (Kip is my server admin/head tech guy).
I think it is funny/odd that in the USA/Colorado, I was the only guy who would wear a speedo in the lap pool, but in the change rooms guys were walking around naked like it was a nude beach.
Keep an eye out in the coming days for my locker room post, will have links to my naughty locker room experiences.
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