A few weeks ago when I was in the mountains, some friends gave me a voucher to use at the local spa. The voucher was for entry in to the complex which has a few outdoor hottubs, sauna and plunge pool.
Arriving, I had an adult beverage in a discrete drink bottle and I was going to be wearing nothing more than a speedo, of course. I was wearing my new Ryke speedos (click here to see pics of them).
The guy at the check in counter, we’ll call him Hans (it turns out, he had great hands and he was Scandinavian), was obviously gay and pretty cute. Tall, thin, blonde with a bit of purple in his hair, earrings and around thirty years old. Hans looked delighted when I walked in the door. Me on the other hand, I am completely ‘straight acting’ and don’t think I give any kind of impression that I have sex with men, but maybe Hans picked up on something?
At first, Hans had nothing but bad news for me. The voucher I had was expired and the place was closing in an hour, by closing, Hans meant that it was closing for six months, it was closing for the season.
Hans said nothing was a problem. He would reissue the voucher for me and since there was only an hour left, he would give me free entry and when the hour was up, would it be OK if he locked the doors and joined me for a soak?
Reluctantly, I agreed. I’m kidding, it sounded like the deal of the century!
As I turned my back on Hans, heading to the change rooms, Hans yelled out that there was nobody here, so make myself at home.
The place was really nice, the mens locker room was like a private club. I stripped down to my speedos, threw a towel over my shoulder and went for a look around. Usually, if there were families and that around, I would have wrapped the towel around my waist. I had also noticed the screen full of security cameras on Hans’ desk so I figured he would be the only person watching.
I settled in to one of the outdoor (but secluded) hottubs.
Hans surprised me when, fifteen minutes later he came out to join me. He had his towel over his shoulder and was wearing a pair of light blue classic AussieBum’s! He looked delicious in them.
Hans slipped in to the water, it was a shame because I was soaking in the view of him, all of him.
In his cute accent, Hans looked at my water bottle and asked if there was only water in it? Hans had a big coffee mug in his hand, I answered his question, with my own question, is there only coffee in that Hans? We both laughed and clinked vessels.
If I didn’t know that Hans was one hundred percent gay, I wouldn’t have been as bold in my conversation starter but he was obviously gay. I asked him how a Scandinavian in a mountain town ended up wearing a pair of AussieBum speedos? Hans replied that I wasn’t the only Aussie he had invited for a private soak. Hans explained that he loves wearing speedos, but the ones he owns are kind of boring and when
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