Yesterday I was joking around that since I was running solo on Valentine’s Day, I’d be more than happy to be the third wheel if any couples out there (male/male or male/female) wanted to have a threesome I’m happy to volunteer.

Last night, lying in bed (alone) I was thinking about where I am usually on Valentine’s Day and it hit me that usually I’m in North America visiting Kip in Colorado snowboarding.  Then it hit me that I was once on my way back home here to Australia and I had a two night stay in Vegas and had a threesome.

I dug through the archives and found what I had written about that.

Did anyone here have a Valentine’s Day threesome?

I was going to sit down, maybe on the flight home and write up what happened and share it with you guys, because it was soooo darn hot!!!

As the three of us were chilling out post threesome, the wife asked me what I do for a living and I told them.  They looked it up straight away and the husband had to admit that he is a fan of mine but had no idea at all and wasn’t really a daily follower.

What the husband does for work isn’t important but the wife is a budding author and after cruising my blog (this blog) she asked if she could write up about our experience.  I said sure why not.

This is what she ended up writing.

My husband, Mike, is bisexual.

It came up in conversation early in our relationship and I’m completely fine with it.  We are monogamous and neither of us have ever cheated on each other.

After five years of marriage we are great, sex life is great, we love having sex outdoors in particular and we have a long list of places that we’ve been ticking off.  Recently, we had been talking about having a threesome, with an extra guy.

I’m not bisexual at all, I love men and I’m not comfortable with seeing Mike with another girl.  So, I’m impressed that he has told me that he is one hundred percent fine watching me with another guy.  Assuming it is purely sexual and the guy is a random nobody that we will never see again.

Mike seemed a little concerned that maybe I would be freaked out seeing him do ‘gay things’ with a guy but to be honest, I’m pretty turned on by the idea of watching two guys get freaky with each other.  And, I have a strap on and use it on Mike probably once a month or so which counts as a ‘gay thing’ and I love it.

We didn’t know how or if we’d ever have a threesome with a guy but we had been thinking about it.

Last week, we are in Vegas (of course) for Valentine’s Day.  I had a work thing there and we were staying at the Paris Hotel.  We arrived on Wednesday afternoon, the weather was nice out so we decided to head to the pool.  I put on a black bikini, Mike put on his shorts but I stopped him…. I had a present for him.  A pair of speedos I had ordered from the Australian company Budgy Smuggler.

I don’t think Mike has ever worn a speedo, not that I had ever seen.

He didn’t like the idea but I can be convincing and I might have told him it would help us pick up a guy….

Mike put the speedo on, then put his shorts over the top.  He said we’d see.

The pool at Paris is gorgeous and there were a few people around but being a Wednesday, it wasn’t too busy.  First stop was getting a drink at the bar then we looked for a spot to put down our towels and kit.  First guy I noticed there was sitting on the side of the pool, looked like a coffee mug in his hand and he was wearing a red speedo.

Mike was definitely not getting out of speedo’ing it up if someone else was.

He did try and keep the shorts on, but like I said, I can be convincing.  I might have told him my holes would be closed for business the rest of the trip if he didn’t speedo it up.

Reluctantly Mike slid down his shorts and I could see how uncomfortable he felt walking to the pool.  He couldn’t get in the water quick enough.  Mike is thirty four, has been doing some triathlons so works out a bunch and he looked fantastic.  I was quietly proud that my husband looks so good.

We get in the pool, with our drinks of course, not that far from the red speedo guy.  We looked over at him and he gave us a nod and raised his coffee mug in a ‘cheers’ motion.  Showing his appreciation for another speedo guy is how it came across.

The red speedo guy slipped into the water and came toward us.

“Nice work on the Budgy Smugglers mate.” He said with an Australian accent, of course the only other guy wearing a speedo had to be Australian.

Mike mumbled something about it being my idea but the Aussie (in red speedo) said that he and Mike were just ahead of the fashion curve.

The Aussie in the red speedo introduced himself as Dave.

He was a bit of a Chatty Cathy but in a good way and the three of us were chatting away.  I sat on the edge of the pool but the two guys were standing in waist deep water.

After a while Dave said “What are you guys drinking?  My shout.”  It couldn’t have sounded more like Crocodile Dundee if he tried and I don’t think he was putting it on at all.  His accent was soooo hot!!!  If I was a single girl I would have definitely taken him up to my room then and there.

We gave Dave our drink order and he jumped out of the pool and walked towards the bar.

Mike and I were both enjoying the view of his bum in those red speedos.  I elbowed Mike in the ribs and joked that he should be careful not to pitch a tent in his speedos.  We had a quick discussion and came to the conclusion that we should definitely ask Dave to join us for a threesome.  Neither of us have a gaydar (gay radar) so had no idea if he was gay/bi, he seemed pretty straight but he was wearing a red speedo.

When Dave walked back to the pool Mike and I had to try and not be too obvious perving at him.  I was really impressed with his confidence.  Wearing a red speedo and he owned it.  It seemed like it was no big deal.  Particularly compared to Mike and his twenty foot sprint to the pool when he dropped his shorts.

Three of us got back in to some fun chatting.  Dave had just spent a month in Colorado and my folks have a place near where he was so we had that to talk about.

Some drunk twenty year old girls came over and joined in the conversation for a bit, nobody mentioned the speedos which surprised me.

Our drinks were getting low, I elbowed Mike in the ribs (I do that a lot) and told him “It’s your shout mate” with my pathetic attempt at an Aussie accent.  Mike didn’t want to walk all the way over to the bar and stand there just wearing his speedo, but he didn’t really have a choice.

He manned up, jumped out of the pool and did the ‘speedo walk of shame’ to the bar.

Mike did look like he had a little more confidence than before which was good to see.  While I was enjoying the view of my husbands bum, Dave directed my attention to the twenty year old girls who were enjoying the view of my husbands bum as well.

Dave knew that I caught him looking at my husbands bum, that was my first indication that perhaps Dave was not completely straight.

It turned in to a bit of an afternoon session at the pool and the drinks were flowing.  As it was getting close to sunset two young ladies joined us and they were rather smitten with Dave and his red speedos. They were probably mid thirties

G’day members, I have to find the last chapter of this which I’ll do this afternoon for you guys.

I have joined a few couples for a threesome and it has always been made clear before hand, or easy to assume, how much guy/guy contact there will be.

I remember one threesome fail where I was told the guy in the couple was OK with contact but didn’t want to do anything ‘gay’.  As things started to get hot the girlfriend and I were 69’ing and he was fucking her doggy style from behind.  Usually I’d give his cock and balls some attention but I didn’t want to do anything ‘gay’ so I just focused on her pussy.

But, it is a tight space down there and his balls might have bounced on my head accidentally.

It freaked the guy out, he got up and left.  Left his girlfriend there 69’ing me.  We both felt bad for him so we stopped things and she left.  Man did I have blue balls after that.

Here I will continuing sharing with you guys what has been going on with my neighbours.

Scroll down two posts to see how it started.  I’m pretty sure I will share more with you guys tomorrow, but if I’m feeling like it is sharing too much I might keep it for members only.

I’ve recently moved up to Queensland and I’m living in this really nice little beach town. It is a long and boring story and partly because of the COVID but I’ve found a nice unit to live in not far from the beach and while I don’t have any friends, I am doing my best to become a part of my new community and meet people.

In order to meet new people I joined; the Surf Life Saving Club (lifeguards), the Bowls Club (I was told it has the cheapest beer in town), the tennis club (it was $15, not a fancy tennis club), the golf club (I’m a crap golfer and it is $70 a month), a bunch of local groups on the Facebook, I swim at the ocean pool here four days a week and after my swim I usually go for a walk and buy a coffee from the little coffee shop/restaurant on the corner of my street.  I have never been one to buy coffee but I figured it is something that locals do and there are some regulars there that I see several mornings a week and now get to have a chat while we wait for our coffee.

After my swim one Wednesday morning, I’m at the local coffee shop standing around with some of the old folks and the owner, Jade, walked out and handed me my coffee.  She was smiling and chirpy as always and said, “Have a good day Dave.”

That is when the penny dropped.  Jade is my neighbour, the same one that I watch having sex on Sunday nights.

How did I not see this before?

I suppose I have only ever seen her wearing an apron and her hair is up at work, but it is obvious that it is Jade who is putting on a sex show for me. The hair, the slim body, the great tits that even some of the old guys have made innuendoes about standing around the coffee shop of a morning.

How could I ever look this woman in the eye again?  I have looked at ALL of her, doing ALL sorts of things in the sanctity of her bedroom?

As things would turn out, over the next four days, before the fourth Sunday, the World, and the benefits of living in a small beach community would cause me to hang out with Jade and her boyfriend and eventually… you know.

I’ve recently started fucking my neighbours and I think it is pretty hot how it all happened.

I wasn’t sure if I was going to share the details with you guys, in the interest of my discretion but I ran it by the couple and they thought it would be fun so here I go.

For three Sunday nights in a row, I’ve been watching my neighbours fuck through their bedroom window.

Now that I have written it down, it makes me sounds weird and creepy but I promise, this isn’t the case. The tiny little deck off my spare bedroom faces east and one Sunday evening I thought it would be a good spot to setup my telescope since it is on the dark side of the building. It was around nine o’clock and from that deck, you can look in to my neighbours window.  Being one floor higher and at an odd angle, it is probably the only place possible to be able to look in so I don’t think they are showing off, it is just luck.

That first Sunday I got quite a show.  The couple, in their mid 30’s are hot.  He is a blonde, broad shouldered guy, tanned, tattoo on one arm and has a really firm bum.  The girlfriend is slim, brunette, very tanned as well and I’m going to guess fake tits because they are bigger than what I would expect on her slim frame.

When they put on their Sunday night shows, the lights stay on and they are bright.  I can just see the corner of a mirror so I’m going to guess they are enjoying watching each other.

From what I’ve seen, they like trying different positions which gives me a great view.

Watching them it hot and the first Sunday night I didn’t last the entire show before I headed in and jerked off.  Subsequent Sunday nights, I was better prepared and came with a chair and ended up jerking off and making a hell of a mess all over myself.

If you had been looking in to their window on the forth Sunday night, you would have seen me, on their bed, on my knees, getting fucked by the guy while the girlfriend sits on a chair watching us.

Let me tell you how it happened…

Sorry guys, this is only available for members right now but I will share more of this during the week.  Members please login or click here if you would like to join now and read what happens.

It was Monday morning in Australia and I was looking forward to a productive start to the week.  I was up early, I went for a swim and a sauna, bacon and eggs for breakfast and I was settling in to a big day of work.

The I received a Facebook message from an old tennis partner of mine Matt.

After high school I played a little bit of tennis and I was teamed up with a guy called Matt. Nice guy, better tennis player than I was and we would have a beer after tennis but were never super close mates. He was (is) maybe five years older than me and he was married to this super hot Norwegian chick. I remember her coming to tennis to cheer us on. i think it was just as I started travelling and stopped playing tennis that Matt and his Norwegian missus got divorced.

Since then, I haven’t seen Matt at all.  A few years ago he Facebook stalked me and we had a few exchanges on there but when I was back in Queensland (where I grew up) we never seemed to be able to arrange a chance to catch up, or have a hit of tennis which would be great.

It was Matt who messaged me just after midday that Monday.  “Dave, you are up on the Sunshine Coast right? Missus and I are up for the day at the &%##^* Surf Club having a beer, come join us if you are free.”

That surf club is less than fifty meters from where I’m living and I thought it would be rude if I didn’t go and have a beer.  So I threw on some clothes and wandered over the road.

I walked in and could pick Matt out straight away and he saw me. Hugs like old mates. I hadn’t met his new wife, Lisa before, and again Matt chose a smoking hot wife (brunette this time instead of the Norwegian blonde). It was just like old times and Matt was telling embarrassing stories about me that I had honestly forgotten about. We were laughing so hard that people were looking at us like maybe we were the drunk people.  We weren’t… yet. After we all got a round of beers I said that I’d prefer to switch to scotch or rum, and I asked Matt and Lisa if they would like to head back to my place?

That is what we did.

On the walk back to my place we had to move their car so they didn’t get a parking ticket and I mentioned to bring up their swimsuits in case we ended up in the rooftop hottub.

Back at my little unit we had a real drink and the laughter continued.  I think it was after two drinks that Lisa suggested we go check out the rooftop hottub.  Sounded like a good idea.  I offered them the bathroom if they needed to get changed but they both said they were wearing their togs. Being such a fan of speedos of course that made me think. Matt was wearing a pair of dress shorts with a leather belt, if they are wearing their togs does that mean he is speedo’ing it up?

Of course, I was wearing speedos under my shorts.

Up at the hottub, Matt dropped his shorts and revealed a navy blue speedo. I dropped my shorts and revealed my new Q speedos (you can see pics of me wearing them on my blog) and Lisa slipped off her light dress to reveal a red bikini. We all got in the tub like old friends.  I think we were there maybe five minutes when three ladies joined us. They were rather large ladies but great fun and joined in chatting. This did mean that our threesome had to bunch up at one end of the hottub. There was some touching but I didn’t think anything of it, just accidental.

With our drinks empty, Lisa suggested we head back to the unit to watch a footy game (AFL, Aussie Rules) that was about to start.

As the three of us got out of the hottub, I could feel the eyes of the three fat chicks checking Matt and I out. I have to admit, we both looked pretty good in our speedos.

Back at my little unit I poured another drink, yes we were all getting a little tipsy but we weren’t driving anywhere. Lisa and Matt sat on the couch with their towels wrapped around them. Since my unit only has one three person couch I was about to sit down on the floor when Lisa and Matt compelled me to sit on the couch with them. Instead of them sitting next to each other, they made me sit in the middle. Definitely a little odd.

The footy started and it was just like three old friends hanging out.

Lisa got up to go to the bathroom and she returned without her towel. So now I was sitting there between a chick in a red bikini, and a guy in a speedo, with a towel around him. But the towel wouldn’t last long, within five minutes of Lisa loosing her towel, Matt got up to go to the bathroom and he returned without his towel.

Half time came and it was time for Lisa and Matt to make their move. Lisa started by asking how the Covid had effected my sex life? I replied that it definitely hadn’t helped. Then Matt said that it had effected their sex life too. By now I think the three of us knew where this conversation was going. I played along and asked, as a couple, how had the restrictions effected your sex life?

It was Lisa who replied, “We are very open minded Dave.” And as she said it her hand slipped under my towel. Only resting on my thigh and I could see in her eyes her anticipation of my response. I stayed silent and it was Matt who broke that silence. “Are you open minded Dave?”

If they only knew…. actually, they were about to find out.

I replied to Matt that I am very open minded.

Then, something I didn’t expect but I was hoping for, Matt slid his hand under my towel and rested it on my thigh. Matt asked me again, “Really open minded Dave?”

I know it is super cheesey, and you will laugh at me but I did the whole movie theatre thing where I pretended to yawn and put my arms around both of them. As I reassured them that I was “Very, open minded.” I gently pulled Matt towards me and we starting kissing.

Holy cow!!! I never had any inkling that Matt was this ‘open minded’, he is just about as Aussie and a bloke can get.

While we made out, I felt Lisa trying to take my towel off me and I lifted my butt to help her out. My cock was fully hard and she was rubbing it through the lycra of my speedos.

I couldn’t believe it, I was making out with my old tennis partner, while his wife was rubbing my cock!!!

We broke off our kiss, it was Lisa that was feeling left out and she turned my head towards her and I started kissing her. While our tongues were wrestling I could feel Matt undoing the drawstring of my speedos. Wow, things moved quickly.

As I felt Matt pull back on the drawstring, giving him access to my cock, Lisa and I stopped kissing and we admired the view of her husband, on he knees about to take my cock in his mouth.

I am just blown away by what has happened in the last 24 hours.

I was expecting a quiet start to the week, do a bunch of work, get back to the pool and after a Facebook message at midday yesterday things took quite the turn.

Sitting here now I smell like pussy from fucking Lisa and my butt is sore from Matt (Lisa’s husband) who fucked me (while she watched).  I’m going to wash some of this ‘sex’ off me but I’ll be sharing the details with you guys.