At the pool earlier today I got chatting the guy in the lane next to me, just talking swimming nothing naughty.
Nothing naughty was spoken about, but my brain was definitely running towards naughty thoughts. The guy was in his 50’s I reckon, broad shoulders, hair chest and wearing a red speedo. We all know that red speedos are naughty.
He had a wedding ring on and all indications were that he is 100% straight but I always love seeing Real Men, Wearing Speedos.
One Real Speedo Man that I do get to fuck on a semi regular basis is my landlord. I haven’t posted here much about him. If you can’t remember what I have written about him check out these two blog posts:
For those of you who are new’ish to my blog, let me tell you about a Married Guy I used to spend a bit of time with…..
I met the Married Guy at the local pool. He complimented me on my AussieBum speedos and one thing led to another. You can read the details recap of how it all started in the links below.
In August 2021, in between Covid lockdowns, the Married Guy came up to visit me in Queensland where I had moved a year earlier. We hadn’t seen each other and he hadn’t had any gay experiences since I left. It was called a ‘business trip’ for the public, but it was really a ‘sex vacation’.
I wrote about three of the things we got up to during that trip:
- Part I – Taking his Anal Virginity
- Part II – Beach Blowjobs with Strangers
- Part III – Sunday Orgy
And here below is our first sexual encounter. This was really really fucking hot.
It has been just over a week since I last wrote about Tony, the Married Guy.
I left you off with the Married Guy walking up to the backdoor (the beachside) of my little house, he was wearing shorts, shirt and boat shoes. I opened the door wearing my white AussieBum Coolabah’s and nothing else.
The Married Guy and I shook hands as I let him into the house, his eyes were struggling to keep off my speedos particularly since I had an 80% erection after being horny ALL MORNING in anticipation of this.
“Bourbon or Beer mate?”
“I think I’m going to need a Bourbon thanks Dave.”
By now I was in the kitchen giving the Married Guy a tastey view of my speedo clad arse and we were separated by my breakfast bar as I started to make a couple of Jack and Cokes. I mentioned that I often have a ‘speedo only’ policy in the house and that the Married Guy was welcome to speedo-it-up. He stripped off his shorts and shirt to reveal his AussieBum XS speedos that I’ve seen him wear at the pool.
I handed Tony’s drink to him and enjoyed the look of his bulge in his AussieBums. They did fit him great!!!
For those of you who are new or haven’t been following this, Tony is mid 40’s, fit but with a bigger chest than me which is hairy but not too hairy, he has a short clean cut haircut with a little bit of grey in there but not much yet. He is about my height, just over 6 foot but he outweighs me sore sure with bigger arms and bigger legs. Not a bear by any stretch of the definition, just a fit 40’s guy. He swims 3 times a week and competes in some shorter length triathlons. Lets just say he looks fantastic in a speedo, a real man wearing a speedo.
He is married, has kids and is high up at a law firm with an office on the coast here. His wife looks pretty hot from the photos I found online but his vacation photos with her on the beach has him wearing dork shorts instead of speedos.
Apart from saying hello, the event that started us on this road to standing across from each other wearing nothing but AussieBum speedos was Tony sitting next to me beside the lap swimming pool commenting on my AussieBums.
Standing there across my waist high breakfast bar we toasted our drinks.
To speedo friends.
I know that sounds super cheesey and I had thought about it before hand. Tony thought it was funny and we clinked glasses. It wasn’t super obvious but Tony looked a little nervous, this guy is a big shot lawyer (we call them solicitors) so this can’t be something that he does often. I wanted to make him feel comfortable.
Is this something you get to do often Tony?
What do you mean?
I figure you’ve read my blog since you outed me.
Tony nodded indicating he has read my blog.
Did you read where I wrote about the day we had a beer and I was hoping we’d go up to the change rooms and I’d suck you off?
Tony said that he had read that blog post.
I was really interested in asking Tony, the Married Guy, more questions but with both of us getting hard in our little speedos those questions would have to wait.
Would you like me to suck you off Tony?
Yes I would…..
I walked around the breakfast bar, Tony and I both still had our drink in hand. Usually I’d start kissing a guy but you never know with straight guys if it freaks them out so I reached out with my non-drink hand. My fingers touched Tony’s balls and the palm of my hand was half way up his now solid cock. We stood there at arms length until Tony put his glass down and grabbed my speedo clad ass and pulled me forward. Our cocks, albeit this in our speedos mushed together and Tony moved his head forward and we kissed.
I’ve never been with a guy in their 40’s and this was a manly kiss.
Tony’s hands were both on my butt and my hands were around his neck and it was such a turn on seeing him take control. He was about to take more control when he turned my back to the breakfast bar, pushed me back and got on his knees in front of me. Neither of us were nervous now, we were both really fucking horny.
The drawstring on my AussieBum Coolabah’s was out the front and instead of my usual double knot, I had intentionally used a single knot (this isn’t my first rodeo), Tony pulled on the drawstring and my cock was free of the nylon of the AussieBums. These AussieBum don’t have a drawstring so once it is undone the front just falls away and my cock was there in all its erect glory.
Tony started devouring my cock.
His hand was alternating between rubbing my balls and stroking the base of my cock while his left hand was on my ass pulling me in thrusts towards his face, I was fucking his face. My hands were on Tony’s masculine shoulders and I was thrusting.
I’m about to cum Tony.
With that statement, Tony pulled his lips back from my cock and put both of his hands on my cock and stroked it HARD. If I wasn’t so horny I might have flinched at his gorilla grip but I didn’t care as I was on the edge I threw my head back, my hands still on Tony’s shoulders as my cock pulsed in Tony’s hands. Looking back I had no idea where my cum was going and after 5, 6 maybe 10 spasms of my cock I had the composure to look down and saw Tony looking up at me, my cock still in his hands and a pretty big load of my cum on his chest.
Stand up, it is your turn.
We swapped places, I didn’t have time or the presence of mind to tied up my speedo which was below my cock and balls in the front and had fallen down in the back but was still up above my thighs.
On my knees I managed to pull Tony’s engorged cock out the leg of his speedo, I got his balls out as well and I attacked his cock with the same eagerness that he had attacked mine just 3 minutes earlier. Tony’s cock wasn’t super long but it was fat, his pubes trimmed and his balls were big. Tony’s hands were on his hips and he was pumping into my mouth. It wasn’t long until he warned me that he was about to cum and I think he made a move to pull out of my mouth but I grabbed his butt and pulled it forward…. I was going to suck him dry and take all of his cum. Cum he did, he made a couple of groans and then his warm seed hit the back of my throat and I slurped it down. I kept sucking until Tony finally flinched with the post orgasm sensitivity of his cock.
I looked up at him and tucked his cock and balls back into his speedos…..
Tomorrow I will be publishing what I got up to at the Surf Life Saving Championships (click here for a news article about it).
Today I want to quickly share with you what happened at the beach earlier in the week when I was dog sitting:
I didn’t know anyone in the town so I was looking forward to a quiet few days of walking (the dog) and working on work and my speedo tan. This was the first time I had been to this beach town (growing up we usually went south to the Gold Coast) and I was surprised just how quiet the beach was considering it is Easter Holidays.
On Monday, after spending a few hours on the beach I was walking back home and I cracked a beer. I couldn’t see any other people and I was walking in my new Addicted speedo with my backpack and loving the warm weather. Then, to my left, in a little bit of a clearing off the beach, I was susprised by a guy standing at the tree line. The beach really isn’t very wide (maybe twenty meters from waterline to where the sand turns to grass, trees and dunes). He was wearing a pair of Budgy Smuggler speedos and had a beer in his hand as well (it was after 2pm). He was the third person I had seen in the three hours I had been at the beach.
Had I seen someone ahead of me at the beach I would have wrapped a towel around my waist, but since this guy surprised me I had no chance and there I was in all my speedo glory.
Then again, he was standing there in all his speedo glory as well so I shouldn’t have been concerned.
When we first saw each other we raised our beers in a polite ‘toast’. As I got closer to him he yelled out to me, “Join me for a beer speedo mate.”
What do you guys think I did?
The bloes name was Eddie, late 40’s, had been training for triathlons since COVID started but hadn’t had any races yet but he was looking pretty good in his speedos. He grew up on the island (email me if you want to know exactly where it is), moved away for work and had moved back after his divorce a few years ago. When I heard that, my heart sunk but my head spun a little bit (married to a woman with kids but hanging out at the beach in AussieBum speedos).
I asked Eddie if the beach was always that quiet and he said it usually was pretty quiet, the whole place is pretty sleepy. I liked it.
We finished out beers and I offered Eddie another one. He accepted.
I toasted to “Beers and Beaches, doesn’t get much better than this.”
Eddie surprised me again when he replied “I could think of something that would make it better. Would you like a blowjob Dave?”
Where did that come from? I thought we were just two striaght guys having a beer. Sure we were wearing speedos but Eddie had been married and not many people know about my gay activities. Speedos are pretty common here in Australia, particularly at the pool, when lap swimming most guys wear speedos, so I had assumed it was just one of those things. I had no intention of hitting on Eddie, it was good that he took the lead.
I told Eddie I’d love a blowjob but I thought he was straight since he said he had been married.
Eddie explained that he had experiemented when he was younger and since he has been a bachelor he has been back experimenting. This got my cock stirring and as I was standing there in my speedo, nothing was hiding it and I had to adjust it. Eddie noticed and actually licked his lips.
Then Eddie told me how this was the exact spot he lost his virginity.
He explained that he was hanging out with friends having a bon fire on the beach and he and one of his best friends snuck down to this clearing and blew each other. There were more details which had my cock straining against the lycra of my speedo. Eddie offered to reenact that night.
I was pushed backwards so I was learning against a tree and Eddie dropped to his knees.
Eddie started slow, licking my cock through the lycra and he had one hand between my legs rubbing my arse crack all the way around to my balls. After a few minutes of this, causing a strain of precum oozing through the lycra material, Eddie sat back a little and started to undo the drawstring. While he was doing this he told me to keep an eye out, he said that the cops drive past at low tide, usually from the south. That made this even hotter.
When Eddie had freed my cock he went to town. I think I had one sip of my beer before my orgasm approached. With nobody within at least a couple of kilometers, I moaned LOUD!!!
I warned Eddie just before I started cumming and he pulled his mouth off my cock and finished me with his right hand and let me cum all over his chest.
While I grabbed my breath back Eddie stood up and I pulled my speedos back up and did the drawstring. While I as looking down I told Eddie it was his turn to reenact his first time when he informed me that there was a group of people walking down the beach. Eddie said we would have to rain check that.
I felt bad, his cock was at full mast and he started walking towards the water to clean off.
Same time tomorrow Dave?
I enjoyed the view of Eddie walking down to the beach and I quickly put on my dork shorts and started walking home. The big family group that I walked past on the beach a few minutes later all said hello. Funny knowing about what I was just doing.
The next day I had the same routine and I returned the favour for Eddie. The beach did get a little busy so we had to go deeper in to the dunes and I did see the cops drive along the beach.
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