I’ve been unbelievably horny replaying what happened on Friday night.

On Saturday morning, Jeff and Stephanie were gone before I got up but Jeff added me on social media and thanks me for a fun night.

It is Super Bowl Sunday here in the states and Kip is headed back up this afternoon and I’m meeting him at a pub in town to watch the game.  Thing is, I’m crazy horny and I’m trying to hold off from jerking off again (yesterday was like five times) because I can’t wait to tell Kip what happened and have him reenact it.

Since I’m so horny, and since 23 of you guys have become members since I published yesterday post, I thought I’d share a little more of what Jeff and I got up to in the hottub.

Scroll down to yesterday’s post to see where I left off.

Did I hear that right?  Jeff said that he has sucked cock?

How do I reply to that statement?  I did manage to respond with “Hasn’t been that long for me…. speedos or sucking cock.”  We both laughed and the ice was broken.

Our drinks were empty so I slipped out of the tub, took Jeff’s glass and went inside to top up.

Getting back I had to address/ask about the elephant that was now in the hottub with Jeff and I….

“Tell me about this cock sucking Jeff?”

To my surprise, over the next ten minutes Jeff described how in his first year of college he would suck off one of the seniors in the college swim team a couple of times a week.

By the time Jeff finished telling me about his blowjob experience I was one hundred percent rock hard.

I sat up on the edge of the hottub and the front of my new Arena speedos were barely containing my erect cock.  “I’d love to find out if you still have those oral skill Jeff?”

Jeff put down his drink and moved across the hottub like a crocodile; moving slowly, smoothly, barely making a wake in the water.  He reached his hand up, breaking the water surface, between my legs towards the front of my speedo.  With the first touch of his fingers on the front of my speedo I flinched, even though I was watching it happen.

I pulled the lycra from my right side and released my cock which was like a spring, releasing the tension after ten minutes of built up pressure.  My cock looked big and fat, which could have been from the ten minute erection or could have been from Jeff’s story which had really turned me on.

Jeff’s hand was gripping the base of my cock and his shoulders started to rise out of the water very slowly.  His head moved forward, his mouth opened, his tongue extended just into my view and he licked the head of my cock.  It was a slightly tentative lick, he was just tasting and getting a feel for the texture of the head of my cock.  Those old memories or habits from the last time Jeff had a cock in his mouth kicked in and Jeff went from a tentative lick to gulping down my cock.

Jeff had real blowjob skills!!!

I really couldn’t believe that this guy who had arrived with his girlfriend was now wearing my red speedos and sucking my cock in the hottub while his girlfriend was sound asleep up stairs.

“I’m getting close Jeff.  Are you going to take my load like you did that seniors ten years ago?”

He grunted what seemed to be a yes.

I’m going to leave it there because I have to leave something for the new members.

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I’ve had a couple of guest authors lately and it has been a fun change up. Here is something that Alex wrote of a pretty wild experience we had.

OK guys, the infamous Dave Speedo Evans has asked me to write about this experience we had last week. Dave isn’t the best person to write about it because he was tied up, gagged and blindfolded so it is better if I tell you what happened.

Dave and I had been fucking (mostly sucking) pretty regularly for six months or so. My first ever guy/guy experience was with Dave. I recently broke up with my girlfriend of three years, Dave thought it was hot that I was going home to a girlfriend after he sucked my cock but I didn’t think it was cool and I think our relationship was coming to an end anyway.

During our fuck sessions, I had told Dave about my fantasies regarding my gay side and he detailed them on his blog (with my permission of course). One of my fantasies is bondage, I haven’t had any experience with it at all. Dave and I were talking about it at the pool on Monday so it must have been current on his brain when I texted him on Tuesday saying that I got off work early and was coming over to fool around.

A little preamble here, Dave’s house is right on the beach. That sounds fancy and expensive but it is a shit hole and whoever owns the land is just waiting for the house to burn down so they can build a mansion on it. Dave keeps his house clean and tidy, and since it is right on the beach his crew keep their surfboards there, people crash there all the time and Dave never locks any of the doors so it is a weird communal place but that is who Dave is. Also, Dave has two super hot chick neighbors that I think, are both in love with him. For some weird reason nothing has happened between them.

So, I text Dave telling him that I’m horny. He says he is home and can’t wait. I tell him I’ll be there in ten minutes. He replies saying that he will be tied to a chair in his speedos so I better hurry before someone else gets there.

I laugh it off as an idle fantasy but there is some truth to it, people drop into Dave’s place all the time unannounced. But it was a Tuesday afternoon around 2pm so it should be OK.

No surprise that when I walked into Dave’s little house, he was in the living room tied to a chair. The whole thing was pretty hot. Dave is hot, he was wearing his red speedos, which are hot, he was blindfolded with a tie, his mouth was covered with a strip of duct tape, his legs were tied to the chair legs with tape and his hands were in handcuffs behind his back. I could do absolutely anything I wanted to him and the stirring in the speedos I was wearing meant that my cock knew that I could and would do anything to Dave.

I walked up to Dave and rubbed the front of his speedos, his cock was fully hard and straining against the red lycra. With my touch, a glistening droplet of precum appeared.

By now I was horny, so I stripped off my clothes down to the blue speedos that I was wearing. Like Dave, I wear speedos most of the time as underwear so this was nothing new. Dave has a big sliding glass door which looks out over the beach which is not very private but the house is set back and nobody could see in, it does feel naughty though with the whole world out there.

My cock was now fully hard as well and I had to adjust its position in my speedo, then I was standing there opposite the immobile Dave. I was like the dog the caught the car, now I didn’t know what to do, or maybe it was that I just couldn’t decide what to do first.

I straddled Dave and it just worked that my balls were rubbing against his card cock and my cock was rubbing against his stomach. Putting my arms around his neck I began whispering in his ear all the naughty things I wanted to do to him. The last thing I did whisper to him was that I wasn’t going to let him cum and that he was going to have the worst case of blue balls ever. As I finished whispering that promise, there was a knock on the glass back door. My heart stopped.

It was one of Dave’s neighbors, Madison.

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I mentioned it briefly the other day that a friend of mine got in a bit of trouble with the law.  It isn’t too bad, he just drank a little too much and made some bad choices.  Nobody got hurt and I don’t think it is a ‘habit’ of his.

I’m not going to defend his actions or decisions, he fucked up and he is more than paying for it.

Perhaps because I am so discrete with my business (and sexuality), perhaps because I’m not fully in on the inside of my Terrigal crew, he reached out to me to help him out with this incident.  Reluctantly, I am helping him out.

Last weekend I had to go up to Coffs Harbour and present myself before the court and it all went well.  I spent the night up there in a motel and I was kinda horny.  So I grabbed my phone and tuned on Grindr.  There was this guy who looked like a hot younger Hulk Hogan.  Blonde, broad shoulders, body builder type.  Which isn’t my type – I prefer lean swimmers build.

The guy was within a kilometer from me so I sent him a photo of me in a speedo.

I promised I’d dominate him, he promised to wear his speedo.

It wasn’t 10 minutes later and there was a knock at my hotel door.  I looked through the peep hole and there he was, Beefcake.

I opened the door to my hotel room, Beefcake was huge.  I’m 6 foot, Beefcake was half a foot taller, twice as wide and probably nearly twice my weight – all of that in muscle.  He was wearing jeans and a button up white dress shirt.

He walked in, I told him to take his shirt off which he did.

Then I told him to put his hands on the door he had just walked through, spread his legs and I was going to give him a pat down.  Beefcake complied.

I put my left hand on his shoulder, he was super ripped and super smooth.  My right hand followed his spine all the way down his back to his jeans which had a belt.  I traced his belt, counter clock wise around his torso, which was crazy flat and smooth.  I got to the belt buckle and undid it.

Beefcakes jeans slid down, he was wearing a sky blue speedo, lycra that fit him perfectly.

Now my hands were on Beefcakes hips, I ordered him to spread his legs and he complied.

Well I’m 2 days late on my Xmas Day post.

I’m really sorry for not posting as much over the last couple of months, my new years resolution is to be posting more.  Just been busy and SwimmerBoyz.com members will know that I haven’t been neglecting adding more and more movies.

So how was your Xmas?  I ended up driving up to Queensland to have a family Xmas which kinda sucked…. the drive up there sucked and tomorrow I’m driving back.  If it was any other time of year I’d much prefer to take a couple of days driving back and explore some of the really cool little coastal towns but being school holidays it is a zoo and if any accommodation isn’t booked out, I can’t imagine how expensive it will be.

Today family are going on a road trip to Binna Burra, just for a drive and I do have some work to catch up on so I have the house to myself and I’m sitting here with my laptop and the cricket is on.  What I am going to work on today is writing down the story of how 18yo Tom worked up to his first fucking.

It is a good thing I’m here alone.

OK guys, I’ll get back to it.  I’ll have something to share tomorrow.

Check out these cuties both working on their speedo tans, if they need a closer inspection I’m happy to help of course.

For those of you who missed yesterdays introduction to this story – please scroll down to the post below…..

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Once in the shower, his hands were all over my body.

We did not kiss much at first but then we did passionately.  I began to kiss his chest, suck on his nipples and kiss my way down his stomach.  I caressed his stomach muscles where they met the top of his suit.  I grabbed his bulge and massaged his balls and stroked his cock.  I untied his suit and started to pull it down.  I was surprised to see that he was cleanly shaven.  I commented on his smoothness.  I confessed that he tried something new, the he-wax.  It was the men’s version of the Brazilian and was a total turn on for me.

As I was about to pull his suit down, he pulled me upward.

His turn, he sucked on my cock through my suit.  He rubbed my balls, stroked behind my balls and I moaned in approval.  He pulled my suit down, snapped the waistband against my balls, apologized and then had my suite around my ankles.  Seeing this beauty on his knees was so hot for me.  He stroked my cock with his hand, and apologized that he had never sucked a cock.  I offered to show him, just like he trained me in the pool.

I got on my knees, sucked on the head of his cock through the suit while massaging his balls.  I rubbed the inside of his thighs and then pulled the suit down. His cock popped out and stood up.  He was about 8 or 9 inches by now, cut and had a nice set of balls.  It was no wonder that he had such a nice bulge in the pool.

I took the head of his cock, touched it with the tip of my tongue and then engulfed it.  He let out a loud “Ohh!” and I knew he was enjoying it.  I coached a little between mouthfuls but just worked on his cock.  I also rubbed behind his balls and more towards his ass.  He clenched when I rubbed his hole and I knew not to try again now.

He pulled me up and started sucking my cock. He did pretty well.  I told him to do what he liked when he jerked off or got sucked off by a woman.

After a few minutes, I was close to cumming but rather than finish, I motioned for him to stand up.  I turned off the shower and dried both of us off.  I brought him in to the bedroom, pulled back the covers and had him lay down.

I started to suck him off again and then swung around so that my cock was hanging over his face.  He got the idea and began to suck on my cock.  After a few minutes he started to moan and I knew he was close.

I moved around got on top of him and began to stroke our cocks together.  I grabbed some Stroke 29 masturbation crème and lubed both of our cocks.  After a few strokes, it becomes oil-like and felt amazing.

He said he was going to cum and I knew I was close too.

He sat up and began kissing me. Our cocks were rubbing between our stomachs and I continued to stroke both of our cocks together.  Then he shot.

I felt the first of it on my nipple, then next hit higher at the base of my neck.  He was a shooter and came another 4 or 5 times. I shot too but my cum is thicker and coated both of our cocks and balls for a nice slick finish.  He threw his arms around me, kissed me really hard and then hugged me.

He stroked my back, chuckled and said we needed another shower.  I agreed.

I noticed him as I approached the empty lane next to his, either naturally bronzed or well tanned after a summer away.  Either he had no tan line or a beautiful speedo tan line.

He was fast, knew the butterfly and had dark blond hair that had lightened with sun and chlorine to help.  I jumped in and started my routine.  There was no way I could keep up with him.  He must have been in his 20’s and probably swam with the university team.  As I did my laps, I caught glimpses of his tan line, barely visible underneath his tight black speedo.  His speed made me work harder and I was making good time with my sets of 500s.  I certainly tried to watch as much as I could while trying to focus somewhat on my technique.  He was completely smooth, except for a treasure trail.  It was very hard to keep focused on my routine, especially when he was resting between sets, facing me.  I could have easily bumped into the wall from gawking at him and not the lane markers.

As I approached the end of the lane, he got out of the pool and swaggered away.  I took a break to take it all in.  Just before he disappeared into the locker room, he turned back and smirked in my direction.

I didn’t see him for a while.  Then the following week, I saw him again.  He had the same suit, still very tanned.  I lucked out and had the lane next to his lane.  At one point, we were both breaking at the same time.  I could not tell what he was looking at because he had on reflective goggles.  He could just as easily been looking at the clock.  I kept going on with my workout but still watching him.

Later on, we were breaking again.  He spoke to me, “I am sorry to intrude on your workout but I saw that you are doing something that could use correcting.”  I was caught off guard but replied “By all means, any input helps”.  I confessed that I never swam with a team and have not had formal instruction in years.  He went through a description of arm movements and watched me make a couple of approaches.  He was very helpful and I was grateful.  Again, he soon finished, climbed out of the pool and waved goodbye when I was midway down the lane.

A couple of days later it was a Sunday and quiet at the pool.  He was already swimming when I arrived.  I watched his bulge as we swam at our independent rhythms.  His cock tended to point upward in his suit but moved around a bit.  His suit was pretty tight and I did not think there was much freedom for movement.  Once when I was doing my flip turn, he grabbed himself and adjusted his bulge. It was innocent enough.  Later on, we were breaking at the same time.  We started talking again.  He took off his goggles and hung over the lane divider.  He was very talkative and smiling, seemed a little jittery.  I was leaning on the lane divider a few feet away, also nervous.  At one point, he touched my shoulder.  We talked about technique, he told me his name was Logan.  He moved into my lane to demonstrate something. He then had me repeat it but guided me with a gentle lift at the sternum, brushing along my side and then a gentle push between the shoulder blades. It took everything to pay attention and not get hard in my suit.  I also was in a black speedo and had no way of hiding anything.  As he was coaching, I did notice his bulge had moved around, possibly grown.

A few minutes later, I could clearly see that he had a partial erection as the head of his cock was just below the waistband of his suit.  My cock was stirring, was not erect but swollen in my suit.  As we were talking at the wall, his bulge and my knee briefly met.  He smiled, muttered something and said he needed to get going.  He hopped out of the water and carried the kickboard to hide his bulge.  I was not quite done but knew an opportunity when I saw one.  I got out and went towards the showers.

He was not there, so I took a piss and allowed my cock to calm down a bit.  I returned to the showers and started to stretch under the warm water.

He came in, took the shower next to me and started talking again. There were a couple of guys in but were gone in a few minutes.  I could not help but stare at his body when he turned away.  He asked to borrow some soap.  I had a bottle of body wash and squirted some into his hands.  I took off my suit, turned down the water temperature to fight any erection.  I had a nice speedo tan line and had shaved my balls and pubes.  When I turned towards him, I caught him staring at my cock.  I started to get hard and he knew I was interested.

He still had his suit on but it was strained by his cock.  It was now pointed to the side, and laying across his thigh.  I looked straight at it and did not pretend to ignore it.  I then looked at his face and smiled.  He turned away quickly and uttered “but, I”.

At that moment someone else entered the shower. I turned towards the corner to hide my hard on.  I was fully erect.

He got out of the shower and headed to the team locker room.  I sprayed myself with very cold water, rinsed out my suit and went for my towel to dry off.  I saw no sign of him and lingered a little but figured he was long gone.

A couple of weeks go by I never see him.  I go for a swim on the afternoon of Labor day and end up a couple of lanes from him.  He is sharing a lane with 2 women, probably teammates.  Otherwise, it is dead at the pool. We exchange glances but I don’t approach.  I do my routine and get out.  He is still well into his workout.  I head for the showers and take a long hot shower.

I was still in my suit when someone hugged me from behind.

He whispered into my ear that he has never done this before.  He was still grasping me snuggly and his bulge was growing right into the crack of my ass.  I told him to relax.  I turned around, held his chin, told him how beautiful he was and kissed him.  It was a quick kiss, he was a little freaked out, looked around to see if anyone was around. He said that he can’t do this here.  I understood and we agreed to meet outside the building.  I followed him to his apartment then he asked if we could go to my place.

We walked together and talked about everything but sex, being gay.  After a while, he got comfortable and started opening up.  He joined the swim team because he hot off watching swimmers and divers during the Olympics.  I confessed that it was the same for me.

We got to my place and it was he who suggested that we strip down, put on speedos and get in the shower.

My pants were down in seconds, so were his.  Underneath, he already had on a pair of navy blue speedos.  They were a little worn but it was a technical suit and it could not hide his raging hard on nor the huge spot of precum oozing from his cock.  We went into my room. I opened my drawer of speedos.  He was so excited to see them all.  I told him to pick out a pair.  He took them all out and spread them on my bed.  I found one just like his but black with a band of red around the top.  I stripped and put the suit on but my cock could not stay inside, instead it poked out the top, sticking straight up.

I caressed his chest.  He admitted that he had laser hair removal all over his chest and legs.  I have never seen his cock outside of his suit but felt his cock, enjoying it with the smoothness of the material.  We began to kiss and hold each other close.  Our bulges were rubbing against each others.  I grabbed his ass cheeks with both hands, rubbed the back of his legs, the small of his back.  He groaned and did the same to me.  I stopped, told him we needed to get in the shower and we did.

I’ve gotta duck down to the DMV (I’m really looking forward to this) so I’ll finish up this story tomorrow.  You know you can always just read it at SwimmerBoyz.com where it comes with photos as well.