Last week when I was at the beach (I wrote about it a few blog posts ago), I was super horny and was scrolling through Grindr hoping that there might be someone else on the beach as horny as I was.  I ended up finding S on there.

S is a guy I follow and have chatted very briefly with on Twitter.  I even wrote a piece of fiction of a beach threesome scenario I would love to act out in real life.  I rarely write fiction but this featured a guy I was fucking at the time and someone I definitely fantasized about fucking.  Click here to read it if you like.

So back to the beach last week when I found S on Grindr…. we started chatting and sounds really nice.  He is super hot and in his early twenties and he sounds keen to hang out one day.  No I just need an excuse to go down to the city and see what happens.

I think he is a little bit naughty from one of his recent pics…..

Click here to see a gallery of S’s speedo selfies.

I have had a few naughty experiences over the Xmas break that I’d like to share with you guys and I’ll start at the beginning….

It was the week before Xmas and town here was crazy, people everywhere, the pool was packed, the beach was packed and while I am a people person, I prefer it when my little beach town, here in Australia, is quiet.  One morning I had woken up, was horny and before I jerked off I thought I’d quickly check the gay hookup app that I use. Ignoring the dozen messages from guys saying “Hi” and the blank profiles I found one that looked very interesting.

Mid thirties, long time gay couple looking to give ourselves a Xmas threesome, experienced but not in the scene and has been too long since we added a third for some fun.

They had a bunch of photos of themselves and they looked like some average Aussie blokes.

I shot them a message. I flipped over to my main site and watched some threesome speedo porn. When I was getting close, I paused and checked my phone. They had replied.

Over the next hour or so we chatted back and forward and it sounded like we were all compatible. We arranged for me to meet at their place at five o’clock that afternoon.

Let me tell you, I had to distract myself for the rest of the day with boring accounting and bookwork stuff to keep my mind from racing and my cock from stirring too much. Finally the hour approached, I showed and put on a pair of speedos (that I am wearing on my profile picture), a pair of dork shorts and a shirt, grabbed some beers and headed out the door. Ten minutes later, I was knocking on their door.

As the door opened, I was greeted by two guys wearing AussieBum speedos and nothing else. I expected a handshake but after one of them had taken the beer out of my hand, I was welcomed with warm hugs. Weird hugging a complete stranger who is only wearing a speedo, but I liked it.

Sorry guys, for the time being, the rest of this is for members only.  It is their support which allows me to keep the lights on and the speedos around my ankles.  If you are interested in joining, it is only $5.

Today I woke up a little bit south of where I live, I’m down here dog sitting for a friend of mine.  His house is pretty close to the beach and I woke up a little bit hungover so I dragged my sorry ass down to the beach and after walking nearly 1km I found a quiet spot, grabbed a book and I did have a alcoholic drink, hair of the dog.

For 3 hours I enjoyed my book, I think I fell asleep at one point.

Surprisingly, this quiet little beach seemed like gay central!!!

At once point I sat up and there are two guys, I’m 90% sure they were a couple, who had stopped right in front of me and had started walking back towards the beach entry.  Had I sat up 5 minutes earlier, I would have waved and invited them in to the dunes.

I didn’t have to wait long for that kind of opportunity.

15 minutes later out of the corner of my eye I spot some movement.  So I look up and there is this older guy, wearing a pair of footy shorts totally checking me out.  I admit, I had an erection (thinking about the two guys I missed earlier) but I didn’t think it was too in appropriate as I was probably 40m from the waters edge.

Sitting back up the older guy and I looked at each other, I rubbed the front of my speedo and he correctly interpreted my invitation.

By the time he had walked up the beach I was standing and we walked in to the dunes.

Once out of view of the beach the older guy grabbed me, turned me around and we started making out.  He was my height but much stockier than myself and he was in control.  He looked a little bit like Sean Connery with his grey beard.

I was totally horny as hell so I asked him what he wanted, want to fuck me?  Want me to blow you?

He replied that he just wanted to blow me.

Fine with me.  I had one request though.  During out kiss I had felt that the older guy was wearing some speedos under his footy shorts.  I asked him if he would be so kind as to drop the footy shorts.  While he took off his footy shorts, I leant back against a tree and I pulled my raging boner out the leg of my speedo.  He dropped to his knees and started sucking.

Wow, I didn’t even know this guys name.

He sucked cock like it was his last meal and looking down at him wearing just his black speedo was pretty hot.  Approaching orgasm I warned him.  Twice.  And he kept sucking.  I warned him a third time just as my cock exploded and his lips didn’t leave my cock.

When my cock finally started to soften he removed his lips, licking every last drop and put hit footy shorts back on.  I asked him if I could return the favour but he said he was fine.  We walked back to the beach, nobody was around so nobody knew what had just taken place.  We shook hands (like we had just played a round of golf) and he walked in the direction of the carpark.

Wow!

I lay back down, this time on my tummy to tan my back and wondered to myself… “Did that really just happen?”

After half an hour or so of me reading and checking my phone, my phone battery was dying so I thought I should head back to the house and check on the dog.  I got up, put my shorts on, shook my towel out and when I turned around to start walking back, right there in front of me is this cute younger guy wearing a blue speedo just strutting his stuff!!!

Of course, I got my shit together and followed him, enjoy the view.

I just love this young guys confidence!!!

If you know him or if you are him, please touch base with me because I will be back at that same beach tomorrow and I owe someone a blowjob.

Weather has been pretty good this week and I have managed to get a couple of hours of beach time in.  My speedo tan was fading a little bit.

I don’t know about you guys, but when I’m outside in the sunshine, wearing speedos I seem to be hornier.  Anyone else feel like that?

While I was at the beach yesterday I flipped on Grindr to add some new pics (yeah, I like to keep my pics current) and saw this….

Looked pretty tastey to me so started chatting with the guy and he doesn’t have any uni classes on Friday morning and is going to meet me at the beach.

Here are full photos from his profile and an explanation of what the ‘Alex’ means (I’m sure some of you guys know what it means already but helping out my non-Aussie readers.

I first saw Brian at my local pool a few months before the experience I’m about to describe to you.  It was just before closing time and out of the corner of my eye I saw Brian and one of the lifeguards headed in to the change rooms.  My gaydar isn’t very good, but something told me the two young men were about to do some naughty things in there.

Sounded like something I would be interested in.

In the showers I found Brian being blown by the lifeguard in the last shower stall.  They invited me to join and while the lifeguard blew us both, Brian and I made out and fingered each other.  I wrote about that experience on my blog which you can find if you are interested.

It was a one off and hasn’t happened again.  I see the lifeguard at the pool but haven’t seen Brian since.  Don’t worry, I did remember him, twenty-two years old, smooth swimmers build, tall and not an ounce of fat on his body.  I never got his name though.

Fast forward to last weekend.  Some friends of mine invited me down to the Gold Coast for the weekend.  Older couple that are friends.  They have a couple of units down there that they wanted to check on and their son was competing in the Surf Life Saving National Championships.  Sounded like an excuse to get out of town and I hadn’t been down to the Gold Coast in ages.

Saturday morning we cruise down to the coast, my friends give me the run of one of their units (they stay in another one right next door).

We spend the day hanging out, watching a little bit of the Life Saving competition and start drinking beers back at the apartment complex around 3pm.  My friends are hosting a BBQ and their sons will be joining us.  I’ve already been told that their older son Ian is gay and lives down the Gold Coast and their younger son Brian is competing and the finals are on Sunday morning.

Around 5pm Ian arrives and he is pretty cute and not too outwardly gay (I probably wouldn’t have known unless I had been told).  Half an hour later, the younger son arrives and I recognize him straight away.  It is Brian.  I am introduced to Brian who, from his eyes, recognizes me but we both pretend we are strangers meeting for the first time.  I am also introduced to Brian’s long term girlfriend, who is just as hot as he is.  Seriously, they could be in underwear commercials.

We all have a great night, some other people join us.  Brian and his girlfriend left first, they both were competing the next morning but the rest of us hung out until the wee hours of the morning.

The next day we all went down and watched Brian and his girlfriend in their competitions, holy cow there were some amazing bodies and a lot of guys in speedos (including Brian).  Things wrapped up around midday and the gay brother, Ian, invited me to come around for a pool party at his place.  My friends were going out to see some friends so sounded like a great way to spend the afternoon.  Ian walked me the two blocks from the unit to his rental house and on the way he told me that he is gay and some of his gay mates would be at the party, just making sure I was OK with it.  I told him I was OK with it but I didn’t want to tell him about my gay tendencies just yet (his parents have no idea).

Ian’s house was like a uni students house, I think there were four blokes living there and it was very cool.  There was some cricket on the TV which was out in the pool area.

After playing some back yard cricket (with a beer in hand most of the time) we headed to the pool.  Being the Aussie Speedo Guy, I had speedos on under my dork shorts but since I was a guest, I waited to see what the speedo tolerance level was.

I was pleasantly surprised that most of the guys were speedo’ing it up.  So I dropped my dork shorts revealing my new Addicted speedos which I have been loving lately (I’ve shared a bunch of my speedo selfies on my blog and social media).

It was these speedos that gave my identity away.  Walking out of the bathroom Ian blocked me in the hallway and asked me if I was Aussie Speedo Guy.  Perhaps it was the alcohol, but I didn’t really have a way out of this conversation so I admitted that yes, I am.  I asked Ian not to share that with anyone, particularly his parents.

Ian said he was fine to keep my secret, on the condition that I fucked him.

Sorry guys, the rest of this experience is going to be for members only.  If you’d like to join, it is only $5.

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.