Earlier today I was up at Birdie Beach (nude beach a little north of where I live) and the beach was really quiet.  I walked away from the carpark area to find a quiet spot to work on my speedo tan and probably jerk off.

I stripped down to my new red speedo and after five minutes or so walking along the beach I came across this couple wearing matching Budgy Smuggler swimsuits (he in a speedo, her in a bikini).

I figured I’d walk for another five minutes or so to get out of their space but then the girl waved me over.

What happens next?

Sorry guys, that was just my mind going wild when I saw that picture above…. it is a hot idea though!!!

When I write about my sexual experiences they are based on what happened with some minor changes regarding names and some personal physical characteristics in order to keep identities secret but I think they are pretty close to the truth.  I do go back and read about my previous experiences and love how it reminds me of some details that I had forgotten.

I have had one attempt at writing fiction but it was based on something that happened.  Alex enjoys me being tied up and one day he asked me to be tied up to a chair and blindfolded.  He then arrived at my house, played with me then left.  If you’d like to read about that click here.  The fantasy/fictional story I wrote was extrapolating on that experience was me writing that my neighbor (Emily) walked in on Alex and I mid bondage/speedo/fuck session.  Click here to read that version.

Unfortunately, that fantasy hasn’t come true but I did enjoy writing about what I would love to happen.

If you guys would like me to write more fictional stuff, I’d love to…. I have a very creative mind.

Here are the links to those erotic stories if you are interested.

• The real version where I’m tied up for Alex
• The Fantasy/Fictional Version where Emily interrupts Alex and I.

Did you guys enjoy reading about me being tied up for Alex in the previous post?  I enjoyed it when it happened and I enjoyed writing it for you guys. I really get turned on recollecting my experiences and getting them down in words.

I did have an idea though, what if I wrote it with an alternative ending?  I still have the two chicks who live next door to me and they often let themselves into my house to grab milk or an egg or something, it doesn’t happen that often but sometimes I will get home and there is a note on the kitchen bench saying thanks for something they borrowed.

What if some of the girls walked in on me being tied up? What if I wrote it from Alex’s perspective? That is something I could fantasize about for sure.

Leave a comment if you’d like me to write about that and I might.

And, in the mean time, from the pics below it looks like I’m not the only one who likes being tied up in speedos.