Sunday here in Australia and I just got back from a walk along the beach.  It really is a spectacular day and the beach is the busiest I’ve seen it since last summer (yes, it is winter here in Australia).

The thong bikini bottoms for chicks seems to be a fad that is going to continue (yipppeee) and I did see some chicks bums.  There was a bigger group of people (maybe a dozen) who were hanging out.  All between 25yo and 35yo I’m guessing and I noticed some g-string bikinis being worn.  As I was discretely checking them out, I also noticed at least half of the guys were wearing speedos.

From their boardshort tan lines, these guys don’t look like regular speedo wearers but they were getting in the spirit of being at the beach and stripping down.

I hope straight guys (all guys) wearing speedos is an increasing trend this coming summer.

While it isn’t beach weather here today (blowing hard and rain expected all week), on better days I have been to some beautiful beaches, but the beach pictured below looks to be better than anything I have been to.

• Guys in speedos – tick
• Topless chicks – tick

Anyone know where this is?

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.

Friday afternoon here in Australia and I am back in the office (I work from home) and ready for a big few days catching up. It is all my own fault for spending a bit too much time at the beach the last two days.

I wore my new blue speedos (if you are a member drop me an email if you are interested in what brand and where to buy them).

Thursday was beautiful and I drove up the coast about 45 minutes to a beach that is generally pretty quiet.  I found an amazing spot and had it all to myself.  I think one old lady walked past later in the day and that was it!!!

Today, I thought I had arranged for a couple of guys to join me.

I wanted to show off my new speedos and was going to share my quiet little beach spot but both guys were all of a sudden not online this morning and only messaged me late in the day with some pathetic excuse.  It is a pain and I’d prefer it if they messaged me early saying they had chickened out of if something had actually come up but it isn’t the first time any of us have had it happen I’m sure.

Despite the lack of company, I had an amazing couple of days.

And now, this weekend I’m going to be working by butt off catching up on things.

Here are some more selfies of mine from the beach (I was hoping someone else could have taken some photos).  Sorry if you aren’t a member and can’t see the photos.  This is why I created the members area, so that I could share more of my speedo selfies.  I want to share them, but I don’t really want them to be 100% public since I am not out to my family and most of my friends and the Evil Speedo Corporation has tried to sue me in the past so don’t really want them knowing exactly what beach I hang out.

I love how my butt looks in these new speedos!!!

After my post yesterday, sharing a bunch of speedo selfies of guys wearing blue speedos, at first though… I don’t have any blue speedos.  But then I remembered, of course I do, the AussieBum Portseas.

It was the AussieBum Portsea’s that I was wearing during my first threesome.  It was that threesome that was so amazing that I sat down and wrote about it.  From there, I created this blog.  So yeah, I do have blue speedos.

Click here to read that…. and here are some selfies of me wearing those blue AussieBum’s and some others I’ve taken over the years (sorry, members only).

Telling you guys yesterday about the guys at the beach working on their speedo tans reminded me of something that ocured back last January when I was still living down on the Central NSW Coast.

In case you guys missed it… here it is again for you.

Part of the thrill, and fear, of dropping ones dork shorts and wearing speedos in public is thinking that everyone is looking at you.

However, in most cases, nobody cares or is evening paying you any attention at all.

Around mid morning today, I got myself motivated enough to get to the pool. I was wearing my ADIDAS 3-stripe speedos (click here to see a bunch of selfies of me wearing those speedos).

As I mentioned in yesterday’s blog post, when I go for a swim at the local pool, I usually jump out of the pool, wrap a towel around my waist, throw on a t-shirt and drive home.

When I got home today I thought I’d wash the chlorine off me by jumping in the ocean, so I dropped my towel, walked out my back door and walked down the beach.  There were a few people about but it wasn’t too busy and I didn’t think anyone was paying any attention to me.  I jumped in, swam out the back behind the breakers and five minutes later was walking back up to my house.

Half way up the beach, I noticed this older guy, maybe fifties, lying on his stomach facing the ocean wearing a black speedo.

I had walked right past him.  Must have been because I was looking north to see how the surf was that I hadn’t noticed him.  He would have had a pretty great view of my speedo clad arse walking past him to the water, and now he was getting the view from the front.

Starting this post I said that when you wear a speedo, most people don’t care and aren’t looking at you…. but even with his sunglasses on, I knew this guy was checking me out.

As I walked past him I gave him the slightest head nod with a sly grin which was my way of inviting him back to my place…. what would he do?

Walking up through the dunes to my back door, I could not feel him following me.  Darn…..

There is an outdoor shower at my little beachside shack which isn’t really visible from the beach.  I had a quick rinse, dried myself off a little bit and went inside.

The experience was a bit of a turn on, just seeing a hot older guy wearing a speedo isn’t that common here in Australia.  I figured I’d grab a beer, grab my laptop and sit on my back deck to dry off and I’d already decided that I’d sit down and write about this immediately to share with my blog fans/members.

I hadn’t even loaded the admin dashboard of my blog when I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye, it was the older guy walking up the little trail towards my house.

He had his sunglasses on, his black speedo and nothing else.

I put my laptop down, put my beer down and stood up to greet this older fellow.  Smiling and in a very friendly voice, I offered him a beer.

He grabbed the front of his speedo, which was sporting a healthy bulge, and told me he didn’t want a beer but thought maybe I could help him with the bulge he was grabbing.  I turned and let him follow me inside.  When I slid the sliding door open I could feel him behind me.  Once we were inside he grabbed my hips and pulled me back towards him.  He started kissing my neck and both his hands went around to the front of my black ADIDAS speedos.

His smell, his rough hands on my cock, his face and tongue on my neck and his cock grinding against my butt crack got me hard pretty quickly.

I was expecting him to turn me around and I’d get to work my tongue on his cock.  He had another plan, while he was still behind me he told me he wanted to suck me off while he jerked off in his speedo.  He wanted me cumming in his mouth while I was cumming in his speedo.

Fine with me.

Breaking from his embrace, I took the two steps towards by kitchen counter (breakfast bar).  It gave me something to lean back against and I had barely turned around to face this man and he was on his knees.

The drawstring on the ADIDAS speedos is pretty thin and I had it tied in a double knot (I had been at the pool doing laps) and he was struggling to get it undone.  See, my life isn’t exactly like a porn film, that would never happen in a real porno.

Before either of us got frustrated, I pull the leg of my speedo and gave him access to my cock.

He went to town on my cock.  Furious is how I’d describe it.

Looking down at his bobbing head, I could see his right down the front of his speedo (no drawstring troubles there) and he was pounding away at his man meat.

Unlike a porno, I wasn’t going to last long with this guy working my cock over so enthusiastically.  For a split second he took his mouth off my cock and told me to warn him when I was getting close.  I said OK and about twenty seconds later, I warned him that was getting close.

He started pounding his cock faster and it was hot watching it.  I wondered if he’d stretch the front of his speedo much and that was my last thought as I reached my climax and started cumming in his mouth.

I don’t like grabbing the back of someones head but it was a reflex and I thrust my hips as my cock squirted jet after jet of cum into this guys mouth.

It was just as I was finishing and he let out a grunt (maybe a gurgle) and I could tell he was now cumming as well.  As my orgasm was subsiding, I grabbed his hair and said something cheesy, yes, I said “Like that big Daddy?”  C’mon, I had just cum in a strangers mouth.

I let go of his hair and he removed his mouth from my cock.  I tucked myself back in and he pulled his hand out of the front of his speedo.  He stood up, said thanks and walked out the door.  The view of him walking back down to the beach was pretty hot and he wiped his cummy right hand on the bum of his speedo leaving a smear.

That was it.

Two days later I flew out to Colorado for a three week trip so I have no idea if he has been at the beach since.  When I get back he knows where I live.