Hottub Selfies

I meant to share one of the photos taken of me last weekend down in Sydney.

I took a bit of a collection of speedos but I thought this speedo (tiny Asian Style Arena speedo) was the most appropriate. What do you guys think?

Hottub Dave

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I’m still alive

Wow, it has been a week since I posted on here…. close to a record for me.

Kip and I have been working on a new project which he is really excited about and we are both putting in some long hours sitting in front of the laptops.  We should be finished this project in the next few days and I’ll be back to posting some more.

Last weekend in Sydney was fun and I have to tell you guys about that experience and I have some selfies that you guys might enjoy.

Over the weekend I will have a new ‘Movie of the Week‘ on here for you guys as well.

I do laugh sometimes with the emails I receive.  A few were form members checking that I am OK which is really sweet and really nice.  Then there are a couple from people bitching at me for lack of updates or one guy who was bitching because I didn’t help him fix his account on the SpeedoForum.org.  Dude, it is a free site, you aren’t a member of this blog and I’m really busy.  Of course, if he was a member then I’d help out anytime, because I love my members and I love their support.

Thank you for the nice emails, don’t worry, I just ignore the weird ones.

One thing I don’t get as often these days are the religious nuts emailing me abuse, that used to happen weekly but doesn’t happen quite as often these days.

All in a days work… if only people know that a lot of the time I’m reading their emails wearing things like this…..

Working in Speedos

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Hottub Ornament

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!!!

Speedo Perfect

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Girls Who Like Speedos

In the spirit of promoting guys to wear speedos, I love sharing photos of girls who are hanging out with speedo guys.

Today I was going through a bunch of these photos and it is becoming quite a library of pics (nearly 200).  I’ve just finished compiling the archive which is now available to members.

If you are interested, membership is only $5.  I created the members area to share some more private details of my adventures which I don’t want to be 100% public.  And I publish all of my selfies in there as well.  Click here to become a member.

This first photo is of me…. I’m the one in the speedo.

Girl Rubbing Speedo Cock

Here just a sampling (10%) of the new archive.

Speedo Couples

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Fucking the Swim Coach

On Tuesday night I went to a Masters Swim Squad training session.  This was the second time I’ve gone along and I’m enjoying it.  Most of the people are in their forties training for triathlons and I’ve been the youngest guy there both times.  While I don’t think I need much motivation to get me to the pool to do laps, the training is different to what I do when I train on my own.

The first week I thought I was getting hit on by this married couple (guy and girl).  They asked me to join them for a beer after training and I couldn’t make it that first week but I did the second.  They were hitting on me and we ended up back at their place.  I’ve written about that on my blog which you can read (email me if you need the blog address or google Aussie Speedo Guy).  What I want to tell you guys about is what happened on Thursday night.

The coach for the Masters swimming program is a mid twenties guy, I’ll call him Aiden here but that isn’t his real name. I think that is the least I can do for him considering he is allowing me to share it with you guys.

The first night I went along to the training session I didn’t know anyone.  I got there a little early and when checking in to the pool I asked who the coach was and Aiden was pointed out to me.  I got changed quickly (all I had to do to get changed was to remove my shoes, shirt and shorts since I was wearing my speedos).  It was a swim training session so I assumed speedos would be appropriate.  Out to the pool were a couple of people mingling with Aiden,  I walked up and introduced myself.

Aiden is hot.  My height and the dirty blonde hair, stereotypical Aussie guy who spends his summer on the beach or in the pool.  I’ve since been told that Aiden was a top swimmer in high school and college, I could tell he still has that swimmers physique despite him wearing clothes.

I was not wearing clothes, just standing there in a speedo with my swimming goggles in hand.  A little weird but nobody seemed to think anything of it.  Aiden and I chatted a little, he asked me how my swimming was, if I could do all the strokes.  My usual training swim is two kilometers in a little under forty minutes.  Sometimes I swim further, sometimes (particularly if I’m hung over) I shorten it a little.  I have tried the butterfly stroke but can not claim to be proficient at it which Aiden laughed at and said that wouldn’t be necessary.

He asked what I was looking to get out of the Masters Swimming program: I’m not training for anything in particular but am interested to see how my training compares to other people and I’m receptive to my swimming stroke being critiqued.

A few other people introduced themselves to me before we jumped in the pool for a four hundred meter warm up.

My swimming pace was probably middle of the group and I held my own.  Aiden did pull me aside about half way through the session and said that on the freestyle down stroke the technique these days is straight down the body instead of an S shape which I learnt growing up.  I tried that and made my stroke a bit quicker which was great.

It was that first night when I felt like I was being hit on by a couple.  As I mentioned earlier, I couldn’t join them for beers that night but it turned out my gut feeling was correct, they were hitting on me.

Two weeks go by before I can make the training session again.  I have beers and sex with the couple that were hitting on me.  During that experience (which you can read) Aiden, the swim coach, came up in conversation.  The couple had fucked him a year or so ago.  What?  Holy cow!!!  They confirmed that Aiden has an amazing body but he had only joined them twice and he was pretty much exclusively gay so a male/female couple wasn’t really his thing.

Aiden didn’t seem gay to me and the couple explained that he is completely in the closet and spends most weekends in Sydney where is he much more ‘out’.  The Married Couple gave me his number and encouraged me to message him for a hookup.

I didn’t think that would be appropriate but would keep it in mind, I would also be keeping an eye out to see if he was checking me out at training.

That reasoning lasted until I woke up on Thursday morning.  I was super horny, lying in bed and I thought, why not?  I texted Aiden “Hi Aiden, this Dave, new guy at Masters Squad Training.  Jim and Julie (Married Couple) gave me your number, thought you might be interested in hooking up.”

I know that was a little bold and I thought that if he doesn’t appreciate the text then I might not be able to go to the swim training session ever again.  But I was horny, really horny.

Despite my erection, I managed to nod off to sleep again.  I was woken up by my phone beeping with a new text message.  It had to be from Aiden but would it be good or bad or really bad?

I still have the text message and here it is: “Can you host tonight? Discretion is paramount.”

That counts as an AWESOME response.  I was relieve and even more horny.  I texted back “I can host, here is my address……, discretion is important to me.  I’m Aussie Speedo Guy, I’ll keep your secret if you promise to keep mine.”

“Cya at 9pm” was the reply I received less than a minute later.

Wow!!!  I was going to fuck, or be fucked by the swim coach.  That night.  I was lying in bed with a monster erection, how was I going to last the eleven hours until Aiden was due?

I jumped out of bed, quick bathroom break and ran down the beach and jumped in the ocean.  I had to wait a minute so there wasn’t anyone walking too close because the front of my speedo was being stretched.  The swim cooled me a down a little bit.  I spent the day working, went for a run, had a surf with the boys (my straight friends who have no idea that I am Aussie Speedo Guy), had a light dinner and then it was nine o’clock.  I had managed to contain my erection for the eleven hours.

Everything was ready; the house was tidy, the curtains were drawn, I had condoms and lube out and when the door bell rang, I opened it wearing only the black speedos I had worn to swim training (I wanted Aiden to recognize me haha).

Black AussieBum Swimwear

Aiden and I shook hands, just like we did the first time we met with me wearing very little and him in shorts and a t-shirt.  I find it funny when I meet guys for a hookup and we greet each other with a handshake, knowing full well that we’ll be balls deep inside each other within five minutes.

It might have been closer to within three minutes before I was inside Aiden.

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