I’m sitting here on the 17th floor of an inner city Sydney apartment just before 9am.

I can just see the Harbour Bridge and less than 30 minutes ago Mark (new photographer) sucked my cock dry.  Welcome to Sydney.

Yesterday was a HUGE day – 15hr flight from San Fran to here, add in the flight from Denver and the shuttle from Breckenridge and you have a 32 hr day from when I left Breckenridge to when I went to bed last night.

Mark, whom I know from my triathlon days back on the Gold Coast, picked me up from the airport and we went straight to Bondi beach.  I haven’t been to Bondi and it was packed but very speedo friendly (I wore a pair of blank spank lycra speedos – Mark work a pair of AussieBum Portsea’s – you know I love my Portsea’s).  Surprisingly the water was a little cold but it was great to be back on the beach and in a speedo.

Then Mark had a few friends around for a BBQ dinner – by now I was really struggling and on top of that we started playing some cards (Euchre).  This went on until Mark and I finally won around 11pm.

I was looking forward to having some fun with Mark and his AussieBum’s but I was just dead and went to bed alone.

This morning however, I woke up a little early and made my way into his room and started sucking him off and he spun me around (he is a bigger guy than me – he is 6 foot 5) and started 69’ing.

He had to get to work but I’ve got a feeling this is going to be a fun trip.