This morning I woke up horny, rock hard cock and having naughty thoughts.

Does this ever happen to you guys?

Instead of jerking off (I do that probably 50% of my mornings), I got up, put a speedo on, put some shorts and a t-shirt on.  Make a cup of coffee and went for a walk up the coast line a little bit.

On the way back I was just about at the beach closest to my house and I was going to go for a swim when I ran in to my landlord and his wife.

• I haven’t mentioned him lately but we still hookup every few weeks when he is horny and obviously not getting enough from his wife (who knows nothing of his ‘gay activities’).If you are new here and would like to hear about how my landlord and I first hooked up – click here to read that post.

We chatted like old friends and The Landlord and I were both keen to go for a swim while his wife said she’d be happy to watch.  Remember, it is winter here in Australia (which is my favourite time).

The Landlord and I both stripped down to speedos (he was wearing a pair of red AussieBum’s that his wife bought him and I was wearing a pair of my new ADDICTED speedos).  The Landlords wife even complimented me on my new speedos and while she sat down, he and I walked down the beach and jumped in the surf.  We were only out there for 5 minutes or so and it felt refreshing.

Walking out of the surf towards his wife The Landlord said to me, “If she only knew, I’m going to have my cock inside you in 10 minutes time Dave.”

With that statement (it wasn’t a question) I could feel the blood rushing to my cock.  Thankfully it wasn’t too long a walk and I had my shorts back on before my cock could harden.

The three of us walked back up to the building where we live and as we got to the door to my unit The Landlord said, “Do you want me to look at the dishwasher of yours that is playing up Dave?”  He is a cheeky devil isn’t he.  Right in front of his wife he was making an excuse to come up and fuck me.

“Only if you have time mate?”

He was keen and his wife was fine with it, she did say “Are you boys going to be drinking beer before midday?”

If she only knew.

We walked up the stairs to my unit (it is his unit) and as we walked in the door we both dropped our shorts and took off our shirts.  The Landlord pushed me over the breakfast bar and started rubbing up against my ass.  We both still had our speedos on but I could feel his cock stiffening and he rubbed it up and down my butt crack.

My cock was stiffening too and I had to readjust it in my speedo.

Sorry guys, I’ve gotta fly.  Heading down to Brisbane to watch a footy match.  Will continue sharing tomorrow (probably just for members).

This is a story submitted by one of the members.  If the travel restrictions weren’t in place, he and I were trying to organize for me to be in Whistler with him when this happened.  Maybe next year.

Hey all, I spent last week in the ski resort of Whistler, and thought I’d post about a fun night I had, in speedos of course.

I was staying in a condo with friends for the week, and due to the tightening travel restrictions lately, they decided to leave early – so I had the place to myself for the last two nights. My friends and I had been hitting up the hot tub every afternoon after skiing, but it was a pretty busy scene with lots of families so I chose to play it conservative and wore my boardshorts (with speedos underneath of course) when we went down to soak. The first night that I was there alone I decided to go sit in the hot tub for a while before stretching. I could see the hot tub from my room, which was surrounded by trees and fairly private, and could tell that it was empty… so I put on my speedos and bathrobe and walked down.

It felt good to take my robe off and stand at the side of the hot tub in the cold air in nothing but my speedo, I chose a pair of blue Budgy Smugglers – they are always a conversation starter around less speedo friendly crowds. [here’s a pic of Beau Ryan wearing the same pair I wore]…

Anyway, after 10 minutes or so of sitting in the hot bubbles, enjoying the night sky, a couple showed up in their bathrobes. When they came through the trees to where the tub was, they looked disappointed to see someone else was there, I think maybe they had ideas about having some fun in public together that I had just ruined.

They were both in good shape, late 40s? maybe, and were speaking German. This made my dick twitch a bit, as I knew the Germans liked their speedos… suddenly I couldn’t wait to see what he was wearing under the robe. I was praying for speedo briefs, but would have accepted square cuts, board shorts would have sent me for the hills. He didn’t disappoint… he turned his back to me and took his robe off to reveal nice broad shoulders and the tightest ass I’d seen in a while, all in a tiny yellow speedo! It was a Euro brand for sure, very thin material, low cut, less than an inch on the sides. He looked a bit shy when he turned around, but seemed to lighten-up when he saw my speedos under the bubbles.

She had on a bikini, white, but I’m not into women and didn’t really pay her too much attention. She did have big tits though, and had no problem pulling off a swimsuit that was likely intended for someone 15 years younger than she was.

They got in the hot tub on the opposite side of me, and smiled as they sat down – he was a smooth type guy, definitely with a gym membership, but not over the top worked out and muscled – just fit enough that he didn’t have a stomach and his arms and chest had a bit of definition. His package looked nice, I could tell his cock was pointed up in his pouch and that he likely was uncut. I also could tell he shaved his chest and stomach (which meant probably his pubes too – I always appreciate a trim job and smooth balls).

I said “hi” to be friendly, but also to find out if they spoke English or not. They both said “hello” back in thick German accents. They spoke German to each other for quite a while, and didn’t pay much attention to me. After a while, I was feeling hot, so I stood up and sat on the edge of the hot tub. His eyes instantly went to my pouch, which was looking okay, but I find the Budgy Smuggler swimmers kinda tight and they tend to make things look smooshed-up rather than show things off. I could see they were playing a bit under the water, holding hands and maybe touching each others naughty bits?!?! He started kissing her on the neck, and I could tell she was checking me out too, but I was more interested in what was happening with his bulge under the water. They both caught me looking at him a bit too long, which was awkward… then they made some quiet talk and stood up and sat on the edge of the hot tub as well, revealing their hot wet bodies in their tight lycra swimwear. I got a semi instantly, see his wet swimmers sticking to his package – I could literally see the outline of his cock and balls through the thin yellow Lycra – I felt the urge to adjust my cock which was growing… but just let it fill out my suit.

As promised, here is a very detailed description of what I got up to in Vegas a few weeks ago.  Most of this was written by Penny and I have personally cum 3 times reading this and I was there!!!

Enjoy guys…….

Last weekend I was invited, by Penny and Pat to join them in Vegas for their anniversary.

This invitation wasn’t to catch up or celebrate, it was an invitation to fuck them both.  I had met Penny and Pat on the speedo Forum that I  run.  Pat was a swimmer in school and had always had a thing for  speedos.  He met Penny in college and she is turned on by guys in  speedos and encouraged Pat’s fetish.  Over the years we exchanged photos and stories.

Penny and Pat had experienced sex with more than just each other but  only after a game of strip poker and there was no bisexual contact, it  was two couples just swapping partners.

Pat has no guy/guy experience but it very curious and seeing her husband with another guy is Penny’s number one fantasy.

When Penny and Pat decided to spend a couple of days in Vegas for their  6th wedding anniversary they shot me a message asking if I’d like to  join them.  Of course I’d love to join them!

Without further a due, I’m going to hand this over to Penny…

Pat and I were soooo excited.  It has been a long winter and the idea of hanging out at the pool in 95 degree heat just sounded divine.  Who am I kidding, we were both excited to finally meet the famous Dave Speedo  Evans in person and even more excited for what the three of us would get up to in the bedroom.

We were staying at Planet Hollywood, Dave was staying at Paris and  expected to get in a few hours before we arrived.  Since Paris has the  nicer pool, we agreed to meet there around 3pm.

Despite the excitement, we were both a little nervous for sure but we  were both eager beavers.  After lining up to check in, we got to our  room and wanted to get to the pool ASAP.  I put on my black bikini with a loose dress over the top, Pat put on his red speedos (both our  favorites).  It was only then that Pat realized I hadn’t packed ANY  shorts for him.  He wasn’t upset but he was bothered a little bit.  I  figured that if we ate out he would wear jeans and during the day we’d  be either in the pool or the hotel room so his speedos should be enough.

While Pat was a swimmer in school and a little bit in college, he isn’t  totally comfortable wearing his speedo out in public.  He definitely has but more often than not it is as a joke, after a few drinks or  somewhere that we don’t know anybody.  Having no choice but to wear his  little red speedos in Vegas was outside the box for Pat but like I say,  he didn’t have any choice.

We poured a drink, Pat wrapped a towel around his waist and we headed down to the pool.

The pool at Paris is gorgeous and huge.  I was surprised just how many  people were there, hundreds.  There was no way to get a chair that close to the pool which made me smile because it meant that Pat would have to walk past a lot of people in his speedo.

He did it though, I felt proud that Pat turned a few heads in his red  speedo.  He still has that swimmers build that I love and he looks  amazing just in a speedo.  We slipped into the pool with our drinks and  continued to look around for Dave…. Pat spotted him first.

We had gotten in the pool nearly the complete opposite side of the pool  from him but once I saw him he stood out.  He was the only other guy,  out of hundreds, wearing a speedo, a black speedo.  Dave was sitting on  the side of the pool just below the lifeguard chair, drink in hand, red  baseball cap and looking straight at us with a cheese eating grin that  we could see from the 100 yards or so across the pool.  The pool isn’t  very deep, belly button depth maybe so we started working our way  through the throngs of people towards Dave.

It felt like we took for ever to cross that darn pool, the whole time I  could feel Dave looking at us and as we got closer I could see that Dave looked hot.  Unlike Pat, Dave’s tan was all over and didn’t show the  white thighs of a guy who doesn’t usually wear speedos in public like  Pat.  And he oozed confidence.

As we got within 10 yards or so Dave slipped into the pool and walked  towards us.  It was like old friends catching up after not seeing each  other for years.  Hand shakes and hugs all round, toasting our drinks  and laughing about Pat being forced to ‘speedo it up’ as Dave says.   While I’m sure Pat felt awkward walking from our towels to the pool,  after a few minutes it really didn’t seem like a big deal, or any deal,  at all.  We ended up sitting on some steps right near the lifeguard,  Dave went off to grab more drinks and we settled in for a wonderful  afternoon.

As the shawows got longer we moved around the pool to avoid the shadow  of the fake Eiffel Tower, different people joined us and chatted, we  chatted to the lifeguard (just a kid) who took some photos for us.   Dave’s mobile phone is waterproof so we had some fun with that (yes I  have those photos but they are for private consumption only).

Throughout the afternoon the drinks flowed and we really did have a great time.

Pat and Dave got a little bit of attention from two groups of girls so  perhaps somewhere out there in social media there are some pics of my  husband and the famous Dave Speedo Evans in the pool in their speedos.   If you find some, please send them through to us.

Things finally wound down and it was time to exit pool right.  Dave  suggested we all get changed and meet at his room for some drinks but I  was really horny and keen to get the naughty part of Vegas going.  I  countered Dave’s suggestion and said he should come back with us to our  hotel room.  He didn’t argue.  We packed up, Dave put on some shorts  over his speedos, Pat wrapped a towel around his waist, I threw my light dress over my bikini and we headed back.

Things had been so great at the pool that any reservations I had about  our first real threesome were alleviated and now I was just horny to  start the action.  From the semi chub that Pat had in the front of his  red speedo for the last hour, he was feeling the same.

We were on the twenty something floor and after some people got out on  lower floors we had the elevator to ourselves and Dave asked us if we  were ready for what was about to happen….. Pat and I both answered in  the affirmative, things were about to get hot and I was about to see my  husband fuck and suck another man.  It felt like the anticipation before I lost my virginity, and I guess this was going to be the popping of  our bisexual threesome cherry.

As I begin to write about what happened when the three of us got inside  the hotel room I realized that it seems like it was planned or staged  which in a way it was.  In the weeks leading up to the trip the three of us spoke in depth about the ‘rules’, our boundaries and our turn ons.   Although, after the three of us got along so well in the pool, and  Dave’s experience I think it probably would have gone the same anyway.

Having an extra guy has been a fantasy of Pat and I for years.  We’ve  both spoken about it a lot.  For me, the idea of watching Pat with  another guy is probably the hottest fantasy I have.  For Pat, watching  me with another guy as well as having me ‘spit roasted’ (Pat and a guy  both fucking me and me sucking the other off) is his fantasy.  And…  Pat

I think it shows how amazing Pat and I are together when both our fantasies are of the other person.

Saying that, Pat has never been with a guy.  Zero guy/guy contact.  He  has never made out with a guy, never touched another guys cock and his  only real turn on towards guys stems from his days swimming and guys in  speedos.  We both thought it was a little bit odd until we realized that there are a lot of guys who are turn on by speedos which lead us to  meet Dave Speedo Evans.

Neither of us are into anal, Pat and I have tried it and it doesn’t do  it for me. Obviously Pat has never received anal and while he doesn’t  mind a finger (pinkie) occasionally when I’m blowing him in the shower  or hottub, it isn’t much of a turn on for him.  Fucking Dave… that is  something he might be into as you will find out.

As for Dave’s rules, if you guys have read anything about Dave he is up for just about anything.

Now that we have established all the rules I should return to us  entering the hotel room.  I opened the door and walked in, my husband  Pat wearing a t-shirt and a towel wrapped around his red speedos and  Dave Speedo Evans followed us in with a pair of shorts over his black  ADIDAS speedos.  It really was about to happen, our first bisexual  threesome.

Dave definitely started things off, before the door had even closed  behind him, he had ripped Pat’s towel off him and it seemed like in one  motion Dave was stripping down to his speedos.

Again, this was something that the three of us had talked about online  earlier about so I took my dress off (now I was just in my bikini) and I sat down on one of those cheap hotel chairs to enjoy the show that I  knew was about to begin.  Man handling Pat, who had taken his shirt off  and was down to just his red lycra speedos, he and Dave were on the king sized bed on their knees facing each other.

Dave asked Pat if he was ready and without replying, my husband kissed a man for the first time.

It was unbelievably hot.

Pat’s hands were holding Dave’s head and watching Dave’s hands grab my  husbands butt pulling them together.  They were both hard and when  someone wears a speedo it is pretty obvious.

The two of them were grinding their cocks together a little bit but this mustn’t have been enough for Dave who moved one of his hands from my  husbands arse to the front of his speedo and started rubbing it from the drawstring all the way between Pat’s legs past his balls.

Writing this it reads like this was all in about 10 seconds but it was really five minutes or so.

I was incredibly turned on and had my hand down the front of my bottoms  but enough about me, the real action was going on in the bed in front of me.

As if I wasn’t turned on enough, Dave then asked Pat if he was ready to suck his first cock.

Today was gorgeous and I headed to the pool around 11am. That time of day it is nice and quiet, I had a lane to myself and wore my favourite AussieBum speedos, the Portsea’s.

This first photo is a 2nd pair of AussieBum Portseas of mine with the AussieBum logo on the front.

I had some phone calls to deal with so after banging out 40 minutes of freestyle laps, I jumped out of the pool to check my phone and sat on one of the chairs out in the sun. I also kinda wanted to dry off a little since I was going to the grocery store on the way home. Usually I don’t hang out at the pool, I’m all business, get there, get in the pool, swim and get out of there. That is unless of I have a rendevous in the change rooms planned – hehehe. So today was a little different with me sitting out on the chairs just in my speedo. While I was sitting there, this guy came up and sat on the chair next to me. Nobody else was around and he could have sat anywhere.

The guy, now I know his name is Tony (not his real name, I’m just going to use Tony for the purpose of discretion), swims a fair bit and I’ve seen him and said g’day in passing. He drives one of the new Jaguars which looks gorgeous.

When he sat down I had my head buried in my phone and he startled me a little bit. What startled me even more was that he was wearing a pair of those old school AussieBum XS speedos. Tony is a swimmer so I’ve only seen him wearing speedos but I’ve never really paid any attention. Turns out Tony has been paying attention to my speedos as he complimented me on my AussieBum’s and proceeded to tell me how he is a huge AussieBum fan and knows Sean Ashbry (the owner/founder of AussieBum).

These are those AussieBum XS’s, I’ve never owned a pair myself – what do you guys think of them?

Let me tell you more about Tony, he is probably mid 40’s, just a touch of grey around his close cut hair, masculine for sure, hairy chest but not a carpet, speedo tan from him swimming, my height but a little thicker but fit. And we all now know that he likes wearing AussieBum speedos. He seems 100% straight and has a wedding ring that I noticed.

During our chat there on the poolside chairs I was caught by surprise and had no idea what was really going on. We chatted awkwardly for a little bit and then Tony said that if I needed a training partner or a beer to wash out the chlorine after a swim to let him know and he left his business card on the table. Turns out his is a partner in a pretty big law firm here. Then he got up and walked to the change rooms. I pretended to look at my phone but kept an eye on Tony as he headed to the change rooms, if he had looked back or given me a wink I’m not sure what I would have done. Aghhhh, you guys know me. I would have followed him into the change rooms and seen what we could have gotten up to in our AussieBum speedos.

Tony didn’t look back.

I grabbed his business card and left before he returned from the change rooms.

Since I got home I started writing this blog post and then I did a little bit of research on Tony (I have all his details from his business card), usual stuff for a lawyer, seems pretty good at it, grew up in Sydney but came up to the coast to run the office up here, hobbies include triathlons (which explains the swimming and being pretty fit of a 46yo).

And he is married (to a woman), has two kids and from the facebook photos that are public, seems like a happy hosuehold. The family was recently on a vacation and pics of Tony wearing dork shorts next to his wife, who is pretty hot, in a bikini joking around.

What do you guys make of it?

Last Friday night I had my first big night out in a while.

Any of you old readers know that I have some friends in San Francisco, I was staying with them before I did my road trip to Breckenridge to see Kip.  I did have a naughty experience with them a few years ago but the wife just had a kid so we are all just friends now.

Since I’m back in San Francisco they are pretty much the only ‘normal’ people I know (she is a kiwi and I met them in New Zealand through some mutual snowboarding friends years ago).

So we went out on the town.  With the baby being born both of them have been behaving of course and last night was the first time the missus had a drink of alcohol (it has been 3 months since the baby and she only had 2 glasses of champagne).  Unfortuntely, or perhaps fortunately, the husband and I were in good form.  My new pad in only a couple of blocks from their house on Deluce Park and husband and I had a BIG ONE.

To put it bluntly – we were both munted!!!

Wife went home pretty early to relieve the baby sitter but us boys kept partying on.

I didn’t pick up and it was probably a good thing since I’m pretty sure I wouldbn’t have put in much of a performance.

Anyway – today I met husband, wife and baby for a late lunch and a bit of a debrief.  Husband and I were a little seedy – quite frankly I could have just lied in bed all day.

During lunch husband asks me if I remember a tall blonde girl with a pearl necklace.  I remember talking to the girl, I can’t remember her name (even now), but she was a pretty girl.  I even remember when I first started our conversation – we were both at the bar and I told her that pretty girls aren’t allowed to buy drinks and I bought her a drink.

Turns out – after talking to this girl for a while I introduced husband into the conversation and then after a few minutes I went to grab another round of drinks.

That was when ‘Pearl Necklace’ told Husband that my pickup line was “I’m rich, and I’d like to lick your pussy”

I cannot remember saying that then or ever before.  For starters I’m not rich at all but I would have licked her pussy.  Maybe I meant to say – one of the next 2 things I say is true and one is false.  Hahahaha.

Turns out Pearl Necklace thought that I was charming and thought that I was sweet despite my obviously intoxicated state.

However, on my way to get another round of drinks I was distracted like an ADHD kid on red cordial and was seen on the dance floor with 4 ladies in their 60’s.

Not surprisingly – I did not get laid that night.  Probably a good thing since I’m pretty sure apart from my pussy licking skills I wouldn’t have put on much of a performance.

What is the funniest thing you’ve said under the influence that you would never in a million years say if you were sober?

Continuing on from yesterdays post guys (scroll down to read the first part of this experience).

So the husband and I are sitting on the couch both wearing black speedos.  I’m hard as a rock from making out with the wife and we are both sitting there rubbing our cocks through our speedos.  It doesn’t take long until the wife returns.  All she is wearing is a white bikini.  She is petite, nice medium sized titties, shaved all over and brunette.

She notices straight away that I’m harder than her husband and getting on her knees between his legs starts rubbing the front of his speedo.  First with her hands, then with her mouth.

After watching this amazingly hot sight, I decide that I should look after the wife.  I need to cool down a little bit as well.  I get off the couch and lying on my back on the ground, I put my head between her legs, pulled her bikini aside and tasted her moist pussy.  My attention to the wifes pussy was met with a groan of pleasure from the wife and she started to grind her pussy on my face.  I assumed that husbands cock was free of his speedo and wife was sucking hard on it.

After a little while husband told me that I could fuck his wife from behind if I wanted to.  I was still super horny but I had cooled down a little bit and thought that I wouldn’t blow my load after two strokes so I grabbed a condom and got on my knees behind wife.  Sure enough husbands speedo was pulled down and wife was sucking away on his now very very hard cock.  Wifes pussy was well and truly wet from the attention my tongue had given it over the previous 5 minutes and my cock slid in easily and the groaning coming from wifes cock filled mouth with every thrust of my cock indicated that she was enjoying having a cock in both ends.

Both husband and I were starting to get really hot and I know I was keen to hold off for a little while.

Thankfully husband had the same idea and suggested that we move upstairs into the bedroom.

So the three of us put our genitals back into our swimwwear.  Took a deep breath and moved up stairs…..