A couple of weekends ago I ducked down to the Gold Coast to hang out with some friends. That part was PG rated; playing tennis, beach volleyball, spending lots of time at the beach and sleeping on the couch. You don’t want to hear about that, you want to hear about the X-rated part of my trip.
On the three hour drive down I stopped in at the beach, funny enough, the beach is called ‘The Spit’. Once I got to the beach, it didn’t take long for me to notice two guys on the edge of the dunes. They were wearing speedos, as I was and they gave me a wave. The three of us ducked deeper in to the dunes and blew each other. Yes, everyone sucked everyone else’s cock and ‘The Spit’ lived up to its name.
Waking up, on the coach on Monday morning I wasn’t in a huge rush for the three hour drive home, but I did want to get on the road to avoid any afternoon peak hour traffic. I thought I’d quickly check Grindr to see if…. you know.
There was a cute guy, speedos in half of his photos and he had a complete profile. He was twenty-five years old, fit and was offering sensual (or non-sensual) massages with no reciprocation expected. I’m more than happy to reciprocate and I shot him a message. I told him that I was on my way home and was a little sore after all the weekend activities and would love a ‘rub and a tug’. I also mentioned that I go weak in the knees for a man in a speedo. The Masseur said he loves a man in a speedo as well.
Two hours later, I was knocking on the door of his apartment.
The Masseur greeted me wearing a Budgy Smuggler speedo, and nothing else. He looked just as hot as he did from his profile photos. There wasn’t a lot of small talk as I followed him in to his living room where a professional massage table was setup with bright white towels. The Masseur told me to jump on up. He ducked out of the room so I stripped down to my new’ish Tom Daly ADIDAS speedos. My cock was already stirring so I lied on my stomach.
I felt a little exposed lying there in the middle of the room wearing barely anything. It wasn’t long until The Masseur was back.
He started on my calves and achilles. Lots of slippery lube. He then moved up to the back of my legs. My cock was pretty much fully erect by now and I had to apologise and adjust my package. From my legs, he moved up above my head and started massaging by back and neck. In my head, I was picturing the front of his speedo, just inches from my head as he leaned over me, rubbing my back. My face was down in the hole in the massage table so I had to be content seeing it in my mind.
After a good twenty minutes, The Masseur asked if I’d like to roll over.
I jumped off the table and then got back up and lied down. The speedo that I was wearing is a snug fit, so being fully erect, there was no hiding it.
The Masseur came around and stood beside me, looking at my bulge. He said that he should probably deal with my cock so that I could relax properly. I was totally fine with that.
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