Tomorrow I will be publishing what I got up to at the Surf Life Saving Championships (click here for a news article about it).

Today I want to quickly share with you what happened at the beach earlier in the week when I was dog sitting:

I didn’t know anyone in the town so I was looking forward to a quiet few days of walking (the dog) and working on work and my speedo tan.  This was the first time I had been to this beach town (growing up we usually went south to the Gold Coast) and I was surprised just how quiet the beach was considering it is Easter Holidays.

On Monday, after spending a few hours on the beach I was walking back home and I cracked a beer.  I couldn’t see any other people and I was walking in my new Addicted speedo with my backpack and loving the warm weather.  Then, to my left, in a little bit of a clearing off the beach, I was susprised by a guy standing at the tree line.  The beach really isn’t very wide (maybe twenty meters from waterline to where the sand turns to grass, trees and dunes).  He was wearing a pair of Budgy Smuggler speedos and had a beer in his hand as well (it was after 2pm).  He was the third person I had seen in the three hours I had been at the beach.

Had I seen someone ahead of me at the beach I would have wrapped a towel around my waist, but since this guy surprised me I had no chance and there I was in all my speedo glory.

Then again, he was standing there in all his speedo glory as well so I shouldn’t have been concerned.

When we first saw each other we raised our beers in a polite ‘toast’.  As I got closer to him he yelled out to me, “Join me for a beer speedo mate.”

What do you guys think I did?

The bloes name was Eddie, late 40’s, had been training for triathlons since COVID started but hadn’t had any races yet but he was looking pretty good in his speedos.  He grew up on the island (email me if you want to know exactly where it is), moved away for work and had moved back after his divorce a few years ago.  When I heard that, my heart sunk but my head spun a little bit (married to a woman with kids but hanging out at the beach in AussieBum speedos).

I asked Eddie if the beach was always that quiet and he said it usually was pretty quiet, the whole place is pretty sleepy.  I liked it.

We finished out beers and I offered Eddie another one.  He accepted.

I toasted to “Beers and Beaches, doesn’t get much better than this.”

Eddie surprised me again when he replied “I could think of something that would make it better.  Would you like a blowjob Dave?”

Where did that come from?  I thought we were just two striaght guys having a beer.  Sure we were wearing speedos but Eddie had been married and not many people know about my gay activities.  Speedos are pretty common here in Australia, particularly at the pool, when lap swimming most guys wear speedos, so I had assumed it was just one of those things.  I had no intention of hitting on Eddie, it was good that he took the lead.

I told Eddie I’d love a blowjob but I thought he was straight since he said he had been married.

Eddie explained that he had experiemented when he was younger and since he has been a bachelor he has been back experimenting.  This got my cock stirring and as I was standing there in my speedo, nothing was hiding it and I had to adjust it.  Eddie noticed and actually licked his lips.

Then Eddie told me how this was the exact spot he lost his virginity.

He explained that he was hanging out with friends having a bon fire on the beach and he and one of his best friends snuck down to this clearing and blew each other.  There were more details which had my cock straining against the lycra of my speedo.  Eddie offered to reenact that night.

I was pushed backwards so I was learning against a tree and Eddie dropped to his knees.

Eddie started slow, licking my cock through the lycra and he had one hand between my legs rubbing my arse crack all the way around to my balls.  After a few minutes of this, causing a strain of precum oozing through the lycra material, Eddie sat back a little and started to undo the drawstring.  While he was doing this he told me to keep an eye out, he said that the cops drive past at low tide, usually from the south.  That made this even hotter.

When Eddie had freed my cock he went to town.  I think I had one sip of my beer before my orgasm approached.  With nobody within at least a couple of kilometers, I moaned LOUD!!!

I warned Eddie just before I started cumming and he pulled his mouth off my cock and finished me with his right hand and let me cum all over his chest.

While I grabbed my breath back Eddie stood up and I pulled my speedos back up and did the drawstring.  While I as looking down I told Eddie it was his turn to reenact his first time when he informed me that there was a group of people walking down the beach.  Eddie said we would have to rain check that.

I felt bad, his cock was at full mast and he started walking towards the water to clean off.

Same time tomorrow Dave?

I enjoyed the view of Eddie walking down to the beach and I quickly put on my dork shorts and started walking home.  The big family group that I walked past on the beach a few minutes later all said hello.  Funny knowing about what I was just doing.

The next day I had the same routine and I returned the favour for Eddie.  The beach did get a little busy so we had to go deeper in to the dunes and I did see the cops drive along the beach.

My beach session yesterday turned out better than I had expected.

It all started with me writing on my blog about working on my speedo tan in the dunes a few weeks ago. I was just packing up to leave that day, and a couple (guy and girl) walked around the corner and we all surprised each other.  I wonder what they were doing sneaking around the dunes.  The three of us all just apologized and went our own ways, but I wish something naughty had happened.  I told my readers that if they wanted the location I’d be happy to share it and I received some emails from some of my members/fans.

There were two guys I emailed with who live near me and asked me to tell them next time I was headed to the beach to work on my speedo tan and maybe they would accidentally stumble across me.

Monday was looking like a cracker of a day so I emailed the two guys and told them where I would be, I also posted the details on my blog.  It is a beach that I haven’t been to before but I had found recommendations for it.  The recommendations were that there are often people sunbaking naked in the dunes or getting up to some fun.

Plan was all set.  I also told the guys (and everyone who reads my blog) that I would be wearing a new pair of Pink AussieBum speedos.  They are bright pink and I haven’t had the confidence to wear them anywhere in public yet but this seemed like an appropriate time to christen them and they should make me stand out.

I had told everyone I would be working on my tan by two o’clock and I arrived at the carpark about an hour earlier.

There were a few people about and it was fun looking at them through my sunglasses trying to figure out if any of them were the guys that would soon be joining me in the dunes. The walk to the beach takes about five minutes down a sandy path and I was wear a pair of black dork shorts (board shorts) that ride a little low on the hips so my pink speedo was visible. I had a towel, a backpack with my laptop and I cracked a can of Rum and Coke (very Aussie thing to do).

On the walk down to the beach I passed a few people who said hello and overall I didn’t get the feeling of a nude/naughty beach at all.  Just normal people.

Once the path ended the directions I looked up online said to follow a lightly used path to the north which runs parallel to the beach and just behind the dunes.  That is what I did.  About fifty meters along this path I stopped and removed my dork shorts.  Now I was wearing a baseball cap and a pair of bright pink speedo and nothing else.

The feeling of dropping ones shorts, to nude or down to a speedo, always gives me a thrill.  Probably why I have such a speedo fetish.

I walked for another five minutes or so along the back of the dunes and the only people I saw was what I assumed to be a gay couple sunbaking nude.  They had their back to me and were tucked in the dunes so they didn’t even see me walk past.

Finding a nice spot I setup my camp. It wasn’t in full view of the path but was a little bit discrete. It was just hidden enough from the beach to be private and when I walked over the dune the beach was just spectacular.  I could see people in the distance but there was absolutely nobody around. I needed to cool off so I walked down and jumped in the water.

After my quick dip I walked back up the beach towards my little spot in the dunes.  Cresting the dune I was surprised to see a guy had laid out a big picnic blanket next to my towel and was lying there on his back. He was wearing a pair of ADIDAS speedos and nothing else.  I took a second to soak in the view, the guy was average build, early to mid twenties, not very suntanned and the tan he had indicated he wore dork shorts instead of speedos usually. His black speedos fit him well but they were stretched from his cock that was erect and training at the lycra.

This must be Luke.

Luke became a member of my blog about three months ago and we have exchanged emails over that period.  Since pools have reopened here (COVID) Luke has gotten in to swimming for fitness and this has fueled his speedo fetish.  Luke has said that he has always loved speedos and now he is back swimming that fetish has been rekindled and he has hooked up with a guy at the pool which is the first time he has ever done something like that.  Today would be the second time that Luke would do something naughty in a public place.

Walking down the back of the sand dune, Luke saw me, smiled and stood up.

Introducing ourselves we shook hands.  I always find it funny when I meet guys I’m about to hook up with and we shake hands.

Luke commented on my pink speedo saying it sure stands out and he noticed it as he drove in to the carpark and got a glimpse of me walking down the path towards the beach.  I commented on his black speedo and we both looked down at his cock straining to escape it.

I asked Luke if I could touch it, he approved and I reach out rubbing his cock through the silky lycra.  I was sliding my hand from nearly his arsehole, up across his balls then along the full length of his shaft.

My cock was starting to stir and Luke reached out and started stroking my cock just as I was stroking his.

Out of my peripheral vision I saw movement coming from the trail.  Luke and I froze, our first reaction being that we had been caught doing something bad.

On the path looking at Luke and I was an older guy wearing a red speedo, a wide brim Akubra hat (Aussie version of a Stetson) and a towel over his shoulder. This must be Russel.  Another member of my site who had told me he’d love to come and watch some speedo action and he would wear a red speedo so I would know it was him.

Russel said hi and said not to let him interrupt us.

During the emailing back and forth setting up this meeting, Russel had disclosed that he is married, had adult kids and has never really done anything with any guys but his speedo fetish has given him some deep felt urges. I love married straight acting guys that have a gay side.  Russel has said that he would probably just watch and jerk off which is completely fine with me.

While Russel stood there enjoying the view of two guys with their hands on each other cocks, I felt the desire to suck some cock.  I got on my knees in the middle of Luke’s picnic blanket and my eyes were right at the height of the front of his speedo.

Luke pulled the elastic on the leg of his speedo and I put my hand in and pulled out his cock. The tip was glistening with precum and I looked up at Luke as my tongue stretched out and tasted it.

I was just flicking the tip of Luke’s cock with my tongue when I remembered that Russel was watching, he was standing pretty much side on to use about five meters away.  I moved my lips to the base of Luke’s cock on the far side from Russel (so that Luke’s cock was between my mouth and Russel).  Looking at Russel, I started sliding my lips back and forth along the full length of Luke’s cock, playing it like a harmonica.  Russel pulled his cock out the top of his red speedos and was stroking it.

There are lots of hot speedo porn movies on my site but I don’t think Russel had ever seen something like this in the flesh.

I motioned for him to come closer.  Then I went to town on Luke’s cock, sucking it properly like a real man.

Today is looking like a cracker of a day and I’m off to the beach to work on my speedo tan and perhaps create some naughty speedo memories.

Two weeks ago I told you guys about being in the dunes and having a couple stumble across me (click here to read that post) and after that I received half a dozen emails from members (another dozen from non-members) asking me where the spot was.

During those emails conversations, two of the guys/members who live up here in Queensland were keen to join me for a day at the beach.  Today is that day and the three of us are going to ‘stumble’ across each other in the dunes.  I’m going to sack up and wear my new Pink AussieBum’s (so I stand out) and I’m about to head out now.

We aren’t going to the beach I was at two weeks ago, we are going somewhere that I’ve read about and sounds like it will be perfect.

Here is what I read (members only, sorry guys):

Here is a map, purple is where I’m going to park and then follow the directions:

Yesterday I was a little bit hungover, first time in ages for me.  I’ve been super busy, exercising a bunch and I don’t have many friends here on the Sunshine Coast so I haven’t been partying too much.

Monday evening I was just working and then talking to some friends online and all of a sudden it was midnight, I hadn’t eaten dinner and I realized that I was a bit tipsy.  So I went to bed.  Tuesday morning I was a little bit dusty, I’m sure not eating dinner didn’t help.

I had to go down to Brisbane to see some people in the afternoon so on my way down I thought I’d explore a beach which has a bit of a reputation for being a nude hang out.  If you are a member and want to know the location, shoot me an email and I will share it with you.

On the drive down I grabbed some greasy Macca’s (that is McDonald’s for my International readers), I had a 2 ltr bottle of water and found a nice quiet spot in the dunes.

I stripped down to my new red AussieBum speedo and willed my headache to go away.

The greasy burger and water were helping and after a couple of hours I was starting to feel a little bit better and I felt like I had soaked up enough sun so was thinking it was time to leave.  Just as I was thinking this, I heard someone, really close.

I was on my back and I sat up to see a young couple standing like ten meters away.

They were probably late 20’s, she was wearing a black bikini, he was shirtless wearing dork shorts and they had their towels in their hands.

All three of us were like kangaroos in headlights.  We all started apologizing and I muttered that I was just about to leave so they could have some privacy.  The guy said it was OK, it was a big beach and they would find a spot a little further south.

What do you think they were doing in the dunes?

Walking away the chick had a g-string bottom on her bikini which looked amazing (they seem to be common here in Australia now) and she did look over her shoulder and give me a smile (just like this photo, but black bikini).

I didn’t think it was quite enough of a hint to be an invitation to join them, and I thought it would be weird if I followed their footsteps… what do you guys think?

On my way back to the car I just wore my red speedo, the beach was completely empty and it felt amazingly free.  I took a quick selfie for you guys too.

Random Guys at the Beach

I am happy to report that my first intentional Dogging experience was a resounding success.

As per the advice I read online, I arrived at the carpark around 11am. There was nobody around but a half dozen cars were there which was surprising for such an out of the way beach, but it got me excited wondering if all of these people were here for the same reason I was.

Grabbing my pack I began the five minute walk through the bush to the beach. My pack contained towel, sunscreen, couple of beers, my laptop (to do some work in case there was no action), condoms and lube (in case there was action). The short walk was nice, I should have worn shoes but I was just wearing dork shorts (boardies) over my red speedos. I thought about stripping down to my speedos straight away but didn’t know if maybe there would be normal people out walking their dog or something.

I know I should have more speedo confidence and not care, but I’m only human.

As the ocean came in to view I saw the path headed to the north through the dunes. It wasn’t overly used and if I wasn’t looking for it I might have missed it.

The path was on the edge of the back of the dunes and the beginning of the bush and was easy to follow. After fifty meters or so I felt like I was far enough away from the main trail from the carpark to the beach and I dropped my dork shorts.  Hopefully anyone I came across would be there for the same reasons I was.

What would you do if you were walking along a bath and saw me walking towards you wearing just my red speedo?

The first people I saw were an old couple (male/female) who could have been in their seventies.  They were kitted out with fold out chairs and were both reading books and were completely stark naked. Not exactly what I was looking for and as I walked past they both said hello which I returned.  It was like passing someone in the grocery store which is weird. I kept walking for perhaps three hundred meters and only saw two old guys, each on their own just working on their all over tan. Neither of them were facing my direction so they didn’t see me. As I kept walking I felt like my chances of coming across anybody was decreasing.

The mission seemed like a failure. At least I could work on my speedo tan.

I found a spot that was secluded and couldn’t be seen by anyone walking on the beach, but could be seen if someone was walking along the Dogging path.

This morning (Friday) was a gorgeous day, one of the classic Australian East Coast winter days.  About 20C, no wind and not a cloud in the sky.

After doing some work I decided to head up to Birdie Beach (nude beach about half an hour north of my place).  I’d touch up my speedo tan and do some paperwork.  When I go up to Birdie Beach I usually park in the normal carpark just to see what is going on since that is the main nudist area.  But then I walk south of the point far enough that I have some privacy.  That is what I did.

Once I got 100m or so south of the carpark I decided to strip down to my speedos which were a pair of white AussieBum Coolabah’s like the ones pictured here.

These speedos are really hot, the fit snug and low on my hips.  They are super see through when we though but are a bright white when they are dry.

I put my shorts and t-shirt in my backpack which had my laptop in it and kept walking down the beach.  There wasn’t another soul to be seen looking south.

Usually I walk half to a kilometer down the beach, nobody would be concerned by my see through speedos.  However, there are a couple of cutting through the bush from the road down to the beach and within a couple of minutes of me stripping down to my white speedos, I saw a couple walk down one of these paths to the beach in the distance.

They were a fair way off but there was nobody else about at all.  Looked like they put down some towels and they started walking in my direction and here I was wearing nothing but my white speedos and a back pack.  But I had no where to go. Over the next few minutes the distance between us closed.  I’m going to guess they were in their early 30’s, both pretty hot.  She was wearing a black bikini and he was just wearing a pair of dork shorts and no shirt.

After what felt like an eternity we crossed paths… we all said g’day but I could tell they were smirking to themselves but I thought I saw a glint in the girls eye.

I walked on little further, actually I walked maybe 100m past where they had come down to the beach and I saw their towels.  100m was a good distance, not too close but within sights I suppose.

I jumped in the water which is cool this time of year but not too cold (I think it is officially 18C).  Then I came back, lied on my stomach, opened my laptop and started working.

A while later (maybe 45 minutes) I could see the couple walking back.  I hadn’t seen another person the entire time.  As they got in line with their towels they both went for a swim.  The ocean was dead calm and up to their chests in water the couple started making out.  I could see them and I’m sure they could see me.  It was pretty hot but things were about to get even hotter.