Last week someone asked me if I had ever had a two girl threesome.  The person I was having this conversation with is 100% straight and doesn’t know that I’m bi.  If they did, I would have proudly told them that my kind of threesome involves two cocks (minimum).

I ended up reminiscing about a threesome I missed out on, and a threesome I then had in Reno.

It was a few years ago when I was visiting Kip (my tech guy).  I flew in to San Francisco to pick up a car for him and then I was to drive across to his place in Colorado.  It was middle of January, a Tuesday night, and Reno was pretty quiet.  I was in my hotel room having a drink and doing some work, about to order some room service when I thought to myself “Get off your arse and have a look around.”

Quick shower, jeans and a shirt later, I’m down at the hotel bar.

There was nobody there.  The barkeep was a good guy and his only suggestion for some fun was a poker game a few buildings down the street.  I wandered down there and the poker game was a bit too high stakes for my taste.

I wandered on back to my hotel/casino and thought I’d stop in and have one more drink at the hotel bar.

Sitting there on my own, I was only half way through my drink when two girls overheard my Aussie accent and started talking to me.  I know you are thinking, Dave is going to get his two girl threesome with two hot chicks.  They were not hot at all.  They were both rather large.  Who am I kidding, they were BIG girls.  An hour or so goes by and we are having fun and getting drunk.

The girls were being flirty and I was wondering if my hotel bed could handle the three of us.  I had just decided that I would have a threesome with these two girls and when I would tell people the story in the future, I could focus on the two girls part and leave out just how big they were.

As I had come to this decision in my mind, a cute, mid-thirties grabs my arm.  She looks at me and then gives me a hug saying “I thought it was you!  Barry thought he recognized you, you just have to come over and say hi.”

While she was saying this she was half dragging me across the bar.  I went with the flow.

Once we were out of ear shot of the two fat chicks the new girl told me that she and Barry were saving me from a huge mistake.  She was being punny.

When we made it to Barry, he shook my hand and gave me a blokey hug.  They both told me that they could see what was happening and just had to give me an out from taking those two girls up to my hotel room.  Looking back across the bar, they really were big girls.

At first I thought maybe Barry and Emma were a swinging couple but it turned out that they are work friends, in real estate, and had closed a deal that day and were out celebrating.

I hadn’t noticed but they told me that Barry had gone to the bar for a round of drinks and had overheard what was going on.  As well as my Aussie accent which was proving to be very popular in Reno.

Emma wanted to dance and she took turns with Barry and I.  She was a single Mum (Mom in America), brunette and a tight little body on her.  She had been a swimmer in college and Reno born and bred.  When we danced she was getting a little handsy for sure and I started to think that maybe she would be coming up to my room later.  Barry didn’t seem jealous in any way.

An hour or so of this went by, more drinks of course and the two fat chicks had given up waiting for me.  As they left one of them came up to me and rather loudly announced that I didn’t know what I had missed out on.

Then they waddled out.

That started a discussion between Barry, Emma and I about threesomes.

I had to admit that I hadn’t ever had a two girl threesome (still haven’t to this day).  Then I was asked if I was a threesome virgin, I admitted that I am not a threesome virgin and love them.  Emma said that the threesomes that I had experiences were her favourite kind (ie two guys).

When she announced that there was a bit of a lull in the conversation.

I suggested we go up to my room so they could sample the Aussie Rum that I had brought over duty free (Bundy OP).  Everyone thought that was a great idea and for the second time that night I had realized that I’d be having a threesome.

In my hotel room Barry and Emma sat on my bed and I poured three Bundy and Cokes.  I didn’t have any ice so I grabbed the ice bucket and ducked out to get some.

When I returned, they were making out on my bed.  They were on their knees and in the short amount of time I was away, they had both managed to remove their shirts, if Emma had been wearing a bra it was gone as well. Emma asked me if I’d like to join in.  Yes I would.  I took off my shirt and got up on the bed.

Emma started kissing me and I felt Barry get off the bed.  When Emma stopped kissing me I realized that Barry had removed his pants and was in his birthday suit with a rock hard erection.  Emma suggested I get rid of my jeans and I didn’t need a second invitation.  I jumped off the bed and stripped down.  My cock was just as hard as Barry’s.

Back on the bed with Emma between Barry and I, she was stroking both our cocks and she commented that she hadn’t done this since she was in college.

Emma then said that she felt over dressed and wondered if she could leave us boys on our own for a minute?  Barry and I both nodded our approval as Emma got off the bed and went in to the bathroom.  Barry’s hand moved towards my cock and before he touched it he asked if it was OK?  My answer was to wrap my hand behind his neck and bring him in for a kiss.

In a few short hours I had gone from thinking I’d have a threesome with two girls to making out with a naked guy.

This is the final part of the Married Guy’s Sex Vacation that I’m going to write about in detail.  The entire time we were fucking each other (that viagra worked great for him… but the side effects were a sore butt for me).  The three sexual encounters which I thought were worth sharing with you guys were:

• Part I – Taking his Anal Virginity
• Part II – Beach Blowjobs with Strangers
• Part III – Sunday Orgy (below)

I’ll get stuck in to it then…..

The Married Guy’s sex vacation had gone perfectly to plan.  There was even some unplanned awesomeness which was when the Married Guy decided he’d like to try anal (receiving).  Only complaint I could make is that his Viagra supply was a bit of a pain in my ass.

His trip was ending on Monday morning so I had planned an orgy as the grand finale of his trip for Sunday night.

The list of attendee’s was: The Married Guy (of course), the Slave Boy, the New Slave Boy, my Landlord and myself.  It was a pretty diverse group of guys.  The Slave Boys are skinny guys in their early twenties and are really hardcore horny young guys who are particularly dirty.  The Landlord and The Married Guy are both in their fifties and only recently reexploring gay sex after experimenting as younger men.  Then there was me, in the closet to most people but enjoy doing incredibly naughty gay things, particularly with straight acting guys.  The ‘cover story’ for Sunday night was a boys football night, this would keep The Landlords wife away.

NOTE: I have written about my experiences with The Landlord and the Slave Boys on my blog if you are interested.

Everyone was due to arrive at 7pm.  Being an orgy hosted by me (Aussie Speedo Guy), the dress code was speedos only, and an hour or so before hand I turned the heater on to keep the place warm, it is the middle of winter here in Australia.

The Married Guy and I were ready early.  We showered, together, and I made sure his butt hole was sparkling clean.  I even ate off it while we were in the shower.  I wanted to shave his cock and balls but he thought that might be a little difficult to explain to his wife when he got home the next day.  It wasn’t too much of a jungle but I am always completely shaved and the Slave Boys are too.

Seven o’clock finally came around and the first to arrive was The Landlord.

I let him in and he took off his shirt and dropped his shorts before taking two steps in to my unit.  I introduced him to the Married Guy while I got us a round of drinks.

It was cute how both these men were standing in my kitchen, wearing only speedos, knowing full well that they were about to be partners in an orgy and they were just talking as if they were catching up over a beer at the pub.  The Married Guy was wearing his AussieBum speedos that he was wearing when I first met him.  The Landlord was wearing a pair of classic black lycra speedos.

Here is a photo of another of my fuck buddies wearing those same speedos…..

I was wearing my AussieBum Portsea speedos.  I’ve had some of my hottest experiences wearing those AussieBum’s so I was kind of wearing them for good luck.  Click the speedo selfie of me below to see more pics of me wearing them.

Standing around the kitchen in our speedos, the conversation had turned to real estate prices when there was a knock at the door.  The cyclone that is the Slave Boys had arrived.

Leaving the two fifty year old men in the kitchen I went and opened the door for the Slave Boys.

They had stripped down before knocking on the door and as I share an internal staircase with a neighbour, I was lucky they hadn’t been seen.  That would be difficult to explain.  The difficulty is because they were both wearing jockstraps and nothing else.  Two skinny, outwardly gay young guys wearing jockstraps on my doorstep.  They would have been hard to explain.  I got them in to my unit quick smart.

I was questioning the Slave Boys on why they had worn jockstraps when the invitation specifically said speedos but they brushed me off and headed straight to the kitchen to introduce themselves to the two older men.

As introductions, the Slave Boys both held out their hands to be shaken but instead of shaking hands like men, they held them out like ladies and the two older guys played along and kissed them.  Everyone had a laugh and I was relieved that everyone was getting along.

By the time I had poured drinks for the Slave Boys thing were already heating up.  Each one had an older guys cock in their hands and the olders guys speedos were being stretched.  Nobody cared about the drinks, the orgy had begun.  I hadn’t expected things to start in the kitchen, so I went in to the lounge area and grabbed the condoms and lube I had prepared earlier and returned to the kitchen.  The Slave Boys were on their knees with a fifty year old cock in their mouths.  It was a sight to behold and I stood there rubbing my rock hard cock for a minute enjoying the view.

The Married Guy and The Landlord were about to get a surprise… the Slave Boys broke off their cock sucking and turned around and bent over my kitchen bench.  This showed off their skinny little butts in all their glory and for the first time, the older guys got to see the surprise that the Slave Boys had for them.  They both had butt plugs in and their jockstraps obviously didn’t hide them.

When they had walked in to my unit I had seen these but they hadn’t turned their backs to the older guys so they were surprised.

They younger guys made a comment that they were all lubed up and ready for the “Daddy’s”.

While the older men enjoyed the view of these tight twenty year old arseholes, I opened two condoms and rolled them on each of them.  They were both grinning from ear to ear.

Then it was like Xmas morning… I told The Married Guy and The Landlord that they could unwrap their presents.  The Slave Boys were bent over in front of them both wiggling their butts in anticipation of the fucking that they would soon get.

This was working out better than I had expected and everyone was having fun and laughing and obviously rock hard and horny as well.

The older guys slowly pulled out the butt plugs.  The Slave Boys made lots of groaning noises.  I took the sex toys from them and said “Gentleman, start your engines.”  It would have been fun to say “Ready, set, go” but I didn’t get the chance, they just got to it.

With everyone being so horny the older guys were trying to take their time so the whole thing wouldn’t be over in two strokes.  I thought about getting behind The Married Guy and The Landlord and fingering them but thought that would surely tip them over the edge.  Instead, I sat up on the kitchen bench and positioned myself between the two Slave Boys who were getting a pounding from the two men who were more than twice their ages.

I pulled the front of my speedos, flopped out my rock hard cock and balls and the Slave Boys went to town.

It was The Landlord who approached orgasm first, his attempts at going slow were forgotten and he started pounding that twenty year old like there is no tomorrow.  This was enough to set off The Married Guy who quickened his pace.  Their increased tempo distracted the Slave Boys from my cock for a little bit but I was getting close as well.

While The Landlord started cumming first, The Married Guy started cumming before he had finished.  Watching them in the throws of their orgasms set me off and my cock erupted like a volcano.  The Slave Boys weren’t getting bucked around and neither had their lips on my cock when it exploded and my load of cum oozed down my cock like lava.  It wasn’t a huge load as The Married Guy had been draining it pretty regularly over the last few days.

Wow, that was pretty darn hot.

While this orgy had been organized by me, the Slave Boys were taking control.  They instructed us older guys to go clean up and they were going to put on a show.  The three of us men went and had a quick shower, I have them a new pair of speedos and act two began with the three of us on the couch.

If you guys would like, I’m happy to share with you what we got up to over the next ninety minutes.

After checking with all the guys involved, I’ve decided to make this available to everyone.

If you enjoyed it, I’ve written about many of my sexual adventures and hope to do so in the future.

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A few weeks ago I sucked off my new Landlord. He is a completely straight acting guy, is married but admitted to me that he used to do ‘gay stuff’ when he was in his late teens and early twenties.

We were both sitting in my unit, wearing only speedos after a swim in the pool and I got on my knees and sucked him off.  I then straddled him and jerked off making a mess of his blue speedos (which I still have and you can see photos of below).  We ran in to each other the next day and he thanked me and everything was cool.  His thank you indicated that he might want more.

• Click here to read all the juicy details about how that came about and what happened.

Fast forward a week after our first night, and it was last Sunday and we organized to catch up and watch footy at my place.  I kind of expected things to turn sexual and I was super horny in anticipation.

When The Landlord arrived at my place, just before kick off, he was with his wife.  Maybe things weren’t going to turn sexual.

I had actually thought about answering the door wearing only his blue speedos with a raging boner, thank God I didn’t.

I get along great with The Landlord’s wife and I think that she wanted to do a little impromptu unit inspection which I was completely fine with.  The three of us had a drink and after the first half of footy was over she decided to leave.  The Landlord walked her to the door and when it was closed, I heard him lock it, things were about to get sexual.  I was in the kitchen getting us another drink and when I returned The Landlord had stripped down to a pair of black lycra speedos and was back on the couch.

It was a beautiful sight.

I handed him his drink and stood in front of him and stripped down to the blue speedos that he had left behind last time we fooled around (they were soaked in two loads of cum so he couldn’t really take them home for his wife to wash).

Sitting next to him on the couch our thighs were touching.  I reached over and started rubbing the front of his speedo.

The Landlord didn’t take his blue speedos home and after writing about this I am SUPER horny so I’m going to go and ruin them.  Would you guys like a video of me jerking off in to his speedos?

If there was a hidden camera it would have looked pretty much like this….

I think one of the hottest things is an older guy who is discretely (secretly) bi.

When people think of a middle aged guy having an affair it is usually with their female secretary or yoga teacher… but I wonder how often it is with a younger guy at the pool.  Which is what happened with my Married Guy (click here to read how we met).

Here is an experience that one of my new members sent to me.  I’m not 100% sure if it is a true story or fiction but either way it is hot!!!

When I was young, I developed a crush on my father’s friend. They weren’t related but I call him “uncle” because of how frequently he comes by the house to help my dad with stuff. He became somewhat a paternal figure for me. He was a bit younger than my dad but old enough to be my own father.

Now, I’m 25 and he’s about 43 I think. We saw each other again. I have already moved out of our home and live many miles away. He was in the city I was living in for a conference. We passed by each other in a cafe and spoke for a short while.

He was still so good looking but this time he was so grown. His shoulders were broader, his face was more mature, and his hair is flaked with white strands. I couldn’t resist the urge to undress him in my head. We spoke for a few minutes and he was a fun guy to talk to. The last time we saw each other I was leaving for college and was a fairly skinny and short. Now, I’m still nothing compared to his big body but I’ve gained a bit of muscle to look decent and cute.

He was in town for two more days and he asked if I wanted to stop by his hotel to have dinner. I said yes because I couldn’t pass on the opportunity.

I texted my dad that night to tell him I saw Uncle Greg. He gave me an few short update about what has been happening to him recently. Turns out, he and his wife are separated and are living in different homes. Recently, he caught his wife sleeping with another guy.

The night of our dinner. I was surprised to find that he wasn’t in the hotel restaurant. Turns out, he wanted to have dinner in his room. I went up to his room and knocked. He opened the door and I saw him dressed in a nice shirt and pants. We were both casually dressed, nothing too fancy. There was already food on the table and a bottle of wine in a bucket.

We began to eat and I’m telling him stories about what is going on with me recently. I told him about my boyfriend, and he was surprised to find out that I was gay.

He didn’t know I was gay and so did my dad. I forgot for a moment that I was speaking to my uncle, a friend of my dad’s. I asked him not to tell my dad, he said yes. After that he was asking stuff about my gay lifestyle. Not in an offensive way, but with curiosity. He wanted to know if I suck dick, if I take it in the ass, or if I swallow.

He popped open the wine and began pouring me and himself a glass. After a few drinks, we decided to sit on his bed. He didn’t stop with the gay questions until he finally asked if I think he is attractive.

I didn’t know how to answer at first because I didn’t know if he was serious. He began rubbing my thighs and looking into my eyes. “I think you’re handsome,” he said. He then told me the story about how he thinks he’s bi. He had a previous sexual experience with a person he didn’t want to tell me who. Upon further inquiry, I found out it was with my dad. In the nights that he slept over when I was young and they were drinking, it would usually end up with my dad in his knees sucking his cock.

Not going to lie, the idea turned me on a bit. Thinking about my dad sucking his friend’s dick got me so flushed and hard. My uncle could see the outline of my dick in my pants.

“Do you want to suck me off?” He asked. I said yes so he pushed me on the floor and let me unbuckle his belt and pull his jeans down. His dick was thick but not long, but it was enough to render me weak because it looked so good. I kissed the tip and started sucking it. His hands were grabbing the sheets of the hotel bed. He was moaning and feeling so good, I can tell. I give good head.

I started playing with his nipple with my other hand at one point. His hands were brushing my hair and I can feel his eyes looking directly at me sucking his cock.

“You have a boyfriend right?” He asked me and I nodded my head while pumping his dick. “Whose dick is better.” I said his.

He chuckled at my response. He said my dad loved his dick too, even though he was happily married to my mom. “You two are so unfaithful for my dick.” Like father, like son I guess.

A few minutes later, he lifted me up and pushed me down on the bed. “Can I fuck you?”

This is a story submitted by one of the members.  If the travel restrictions weren’t in place, he and I were trying to organize for me to be in Whistler with him when this happened.  Maybe next year.

Hey all, I spent last week in the ski resort of Whistler, and thought I’d post about a fun night I had, in speedos of course.

I was staying in a condo with friends for the week, and due to the tightening travel restrictions lately, they decided to leave early – so I had the place to myself for the last two nights. My friends and I had been hitting up the hot tub every afternoon after skiing, but it was a pretty busy scene with lots of families so I chose to play it conservative and wore my boardshorts (with speedos underneath of course) when we went down to soak. The first night that I was there alone I decided to go sit in the hot tub for a while before stretching. I could see the hot tub from my room, which was surrounded by trees and fairly private, and could tell that it was empty… so I put on my speedos and bathrobe and walked down.

It felt good to take my robe off and stand at the side of the hot tub in the cold air in nothing but my speedo, I chose a pair of blue Budgy Smugglers – they are always a conversation starter around less speedo friendly crowds. [here’s a pic of Beau Ryan wearing the same pair I wore]…

Anyway, after 10 minutes or so of sitting in the hot bubbles, enjoying the night sky, a couple showed up in their bathrobes. When they came through the trees to where the tub was, they looked disappointed to see someone else was there, I think maybe they had ideas about having some fun in public together that I had just ruined.

They were both in good shape, late 40s? maybe, and were speaking German. This made my dick twitch a bit, as I knew the Germans liked their speedos… suddenly I couldn’t wait to see what he was wearing under the robe. I was praying for speedo briefs, but would have accepted square cuts, board shorts would have sent me for the hills. He didn’t disappoint… he turned his back to me and took his robe off to reveal nice broad shoulders and the tightest ass I’d seen in a while, all in a tiny yellow speedo! It was a Euro brand for sure, very thin material, low cut, less than an inch on the sides. He looked a bit shy when he turned around, but seemed to lighten-up when he saw my speedos under the bubbles.

She had on a bikini, white, but I’m not into women and didn’t really pay her too much attention. She did have big tits though, and had no problem pulling off a swimsuit that was likely intended for someone 15 years younger than she was.

They got in the hot tub on the opposite side of me, and smiled as they sat down – he was a smooth type guy, definitely with a gym membership, but not over the top worked out and muscled – just fit enough that he didn’t have a stomach and his arms and chest had a bit of definition. His package looked nice, I could tell his cock was pointed up in his pouch and that he likely was uncut. I also could tell he shaved his chest and stomach (which meant probably his pubes too – I always appreciate a trim job and smooth balls).

I said “hi” to be friendly, but also to find out if they spoke English or not. They both said “hello” back in thick German accents. They spoke German to each other for quite a while, and didn’t pay much attention to me. After a while, I was feeling hot, so I stood up and sat on the edge of the hot tub. His eyes instantly went to my pouch, which was looking okay, but I find the Budgy Smuggler swimmers kinda tight and they tend to make things look smooshed-up rather than show things off. I could see they were playing a bit under the water, holding hands and maybe touching each others naughty bits?!?! He started kissing her on the neck, and I could tell she was checking me out too, but I was more interested in what was happening with his bulge under the water. They both caught me looking at him a bit too long, which was awkward… then they made some quiet talk and stood up and sat on the edge of the hot tub as well, revealing their hot wet bodies in their tight lycra swimwear. I got a semi instantly, see his wet swimmers sticking to his package – I could literally see the outline of his cock and balls through the thin yellow Lycra – I felt the urge to adjust my cock which was growing… but just let it fill out my suit.