Sunday morning here on the Central New South Wales Coast (that is 90 minutes north of Sydney for those of you who aren’t familiar with where I am). It is a gorgeous looking morning as I sit here in my kitchen looking out as the sun is rising.
I’m up early because I have been working was too much this week and over the weekend Kip and I have been working closely on some projects and instead of partying, I’ve been working. Things I do for you guys.
Here is my rough plan for today:
- Write this blog post for you guys.
- Surf with the boys.
- Put on breakfast for anyone who is hanging around.
- Do some more work.
- Have a nap.
- Do some more work.
- Go for a little walk along the beach (pick up milk and eggs).
- Strip down to my speedos and go for an afternoon swim.
- Do some more work.
- Wait for the swim coach to arrive and fuck his arse!!!
Ow yeah. The Swim Coach (click here to read about the first time we hooked up) texted me late last night (he might have been out partying) asking if I’d be interested in hooking up late this afternoon.
I’ll wait until a little bit later today to message him but hopefully he wasn’t just drunk texting and will show up and allow me to plow his arse again.
I did have one naughty idea/thought…. I wonder what Alex and his boyfriend are doing later today? They might just happen to be here at my place when the Swim Coach gets here and we could just see what happens? My only concern with that is just how discrete the Swim Coach is and that might upset him and just might not be something he is interested in.
Boys will be here any minute for our morning surf. Leave a comment on what you think I should do regarding asking Alex and his boyfriend to come over.
It is Sunday morning here in Aussieland and I’m up early and about to drive down to Sydney to spend the day being a ‘hottub ornament’.
The weather is supposed to be OK this morning before turning to custard later today with a bit of a winter burst from the south.
You don’t care about my weather report though, I feel you asking, what is a hottub ornament?
Earlier in the week one of my new members here (I love my members) emailed me asking if I wanted to come down to Sydney and hang out in his hottub. Since things are getting colder I thought why not. It also helps that this guy is early 30’s and super super super hot and loves speedos.
He is recently single and feeling a little down and I told you guys I love my members. So off I go.
Keep an eye on this space to hear what happens.
He really is hot… like this hot!!!
The weekend weather forecast isn’t looking that good which is OK since I have a bunch of work to catch up on.
It is funny that my weekends are generally a quieter time for me sexually/speedo’ly. During the week all my mates are working and I’m at the pool where I could get a random blowjob from the Married Guy (like I did on Thursday). But on the weekends my mates are constantly dropping by or hanging out watching sport or playing back yard cricket (I don’t have to mentioned drinking because both of those activities involve drinking). I love it, and I also love it on Sunday evening when things get quiet and I wonder to myself…. “What sort of naughty speedo fun can I get up to this week?”
It is only Saturday morning and I’m writing this quick blog post before I go for a surf with the boys (half of whom store their surfboards at my house which is why they drop by all the time). With little to zero change of any speedo fun until next week, I will enjoy the quiet time.
I see that the past blog members have been enjoying their free membership to SpeedoFetish.com in celebration of my 3,000th post. The server bandwidth has gone through the roof as those guys are all watching a fair amount of speedo porn. Don’t pull too hard guys!!!
Here are the Speedo Photos of the Day from last week. I hand pick these photos, perhaps my hand is involved in other ways and hopefully your hand is too.
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