It was a pretty amazing trip to Queensland and over the next few weeks I’ll be sharing with you guys more of my selfies and more about some touristy things I’ve been doing when not hanging out with Rachel and Taz.

But for now you guys are probably interested in more of the naughty stuff.

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Anyways, for non-members who can’t read all the juicy details let me catch you up a little bit.  Rachel and Taz spent three nights down the coast hanging out and we tried every position and combination we could think of.  It was all supposed to be about Taz having gay experiences but I did get to fuck Rachel a bit as well.

They left on Sunday to go back to Brisbane and I had the rest of the week at their unit/apartment on the coast.  Rachel did however give Taz permission to play with me during the week if he got the opportunity.  I think they call that a Hall Pass right?

The opportunity for Taz to use his Hall Pass arose on Tuesday when he drove down to the coast for an early morning swim.  I met Taz as he parked his car out the front of the complex and we walked over to the beach.  We stripped down to speedos, Taz loves speedos and has no problems wearing them in public.  I wish more guys would do it.  The two of us hung out in the surf body surfing and chatting…  Of course the topic of what the three of us had done over the weekend came up in conversation.  Sounds like they had a great time and were stoked how everyone got on and how comfortable it felt.

One thing Taz brought up in our conversation was how surprised he was that he enjoyed being fucked.

Was that Taz telling me he wanted me to fuck him again?

I asked him.  Turns out, he drove down hoping I’d fuck him, again.  That was the cue to go up to the unit I think.

One problem though, I’m fully erect from our sex talk.  I reached under the water and felt the front of Taz’s speedo and low and behold, he was just as hard as I was.

Now we were swimming between Main Beach and Narrowneck Beach which is north of Surfer Paradise on the Gold Coast (you can Google Earth it if you are interested).  It is 7:30am which means the beach is quieter than it would be during the day but there are still people about and going for their morning walk.  From where our t-shirt and shorts are on the beach is a little short of one hundred meters (length of a football field) from the water.  We were going to have to time our exit from the ocean discretely.

It took five minutes or so before there was a break in the morning walkers when we could exit without surprising some unsuspecting grandma on her morning walk.

That five minutes had not helped the blood drain from our cocks because I had been asking Taz how he had recovered from the pounding he had last weekend.  He was sore but OK with it and we both agreed that our cocks were a little sore and needed a few days break.

Finally there was a gap in the morning walking traffic, Taz and I exited the water.

Then I had a naughty idea… I grabbed Taz’s shorts.  He looked at me quizzically.  I challened Taz: if he would walk back (which involved crossing a pretty major road) in his (rather stretched) speedo I’d swallow his load.  Taz wasn’t fazed at first, he knows I am OK with swallowing cum but I had something else in mind.  If he chickened out and put his shorts on, I’d make him swallow my cum and his own.

I do not have the public confidence to do what I was asking Taz to do but if he did, I was happy to swallow my cum and his, only fair right?

Taz was up for the challenge.  I put my shorts on covering my speedo erection but didn’t put my shirt on.  Taz put his shirt on, which I hadn’t though of because it did cover his bulge pretty well.  We started walking up off the beach and as we got to the road it was really busy.  Taz chickened out and put his short on.  Ow, he would pay for that later.