This morning I was adding some of my latest speedo selfies to an online dating/swinging site. I keep all of my selfies in one folder and while 90% of the photos are terrible, they all bring back memories. Unfortunately, most of my photos are selfies, it would be much more fun to have photos with others or taken by others.
There were a few pics that did bring back some pleasant memories form a girl I used to hang out with. Not sure if we technically ‘dated’ but we hung out and were fuck buddies for six months or so before we no longer lived in the same town.
She was fun, loved me wearing speedos (I bought her the black Wicked Weasel pictured below) and while we never had any swinger/threesome experiences together, I think that would have happened in the long run.
It has been a long time since I’ve had sex with a woman (last is probably Rachel – click here to read about that) and it has been a very long time since I ‘dated’ a girl. I think this should be a New Years Resolution for me….
This is a movie I published over on my site SpeedoFetish.com a few months ago. Last night I was a little horny and opened up the site and watched this movie, I only lasted about 5 minutes (the full movie is nearly 19 minutes long).
I am totally in love with the tall brunette, and he looks fantastic in those blue speedos.
Since I enjoyed watching this so much, I thought I’d share it with you guys as the Movie of the Week.
I’ve even allowed non-members to view a short clip. Of course, members get the full 19 minute version, although I don’t think you’ll last the full 19 minutes, hahaha.
Here is a little bit of background for my experience a few weeks ago at the Surf Life Saving Championships. This experience happened about 9 months ago and while I see these two guys around at the pool every now and then, this was the only time we fooled around.
The ‘swimmer’ that I talk about, is my friends son. He is completely in the closet, has a smoking hot girlfriend but likes to do some ‘gay’ things on the side.
This was originally for members only, but I’ve decided to share it with everyone just so you know how I first met the ‘Str8 Son’.
Last night I went to the pool late and ended up having a threesome in the showers.
Usually, I go to the pool during the day. It feels warmer, I get some work on my speedo tan and in the middle of the day the pool is generally quiet. Yesterday (Friday) I was busy with work all day and time just got away from me. The pool closes at 9pm and just before 8pm I decided to go for a late night swim. I really wanted to get out of the house and had nothing else planned.
The pool was quiet at that hour.
I banged out a 2km swim and felt great for making the effort. Takes me about 40 minutes.
I jumped out of the pool and started drying off. Usually, I just towel down and throw shorts over my speedos and go home. Little bit of a wet bum but it dries out pretty quickly. I’ve only used the showers/locker room once when I had a meeting after my swim and needed a shower.
There I was drying off and I noticed out the corner of my eye one of the lifeguards and a very hot swimmer going in to the locker rooms. The lifeguard was in his yellow and red lifeguard shorts and shirt, the swimmer was wearing black speedos and had his towel over his shoulder. Both guys in their early twenties. It got my attention and I thought I’d go and see if there was anything going on in there.
The change rooms are pretty big. The first room I walked in to is a place for people to get changed. It has bench chairs around the walls and some lockers. On one of the chairs was the lifeguards uniform and next to that, the towel that the swimmer was carrying.
Now I was getting excited. I dropped my gear on one of the chairs. I was now wearing a pair of red speedos and nothing else.
I walked in to the shower area. It is a big space as well. One wall is open with maybe 8 or 10 shower nozzles on the wall. The opposite site has cubicles with showers for more privacy. I couldn’t see anyone but I could hear the shower at the very last cubicle running. That must be where the two guys were.
I walked down to the last shower nozzle and turned it on. I turned around and had a view in to the last cubicle. There was the lifeguard on his knees sucking off the swimmer. To be honest, they had stopped because I had surprised them but I smiled, gave them nod of approval and started rubbing my cock through the red lycra material of my speedo. The lifeguard was also wearing a red speedo. His hand was down the front of it jerking his cock while his mouth worked the swimmers cock. It was a beautiful sight.
My cock had stiffened and with the water of the shower cascading over me I undid the drawstring on my speedo and released my cock. Tucking the speedo under my balls I started stroking my cock slowly while I soaked in the view of the two young guys.
Here is a dick of mine just so you can see exactly what I am talking about, hehehe.
The swimmer waved me over, inviting me to join them in the shower cubical.
As I stood next to the swimmer he started stroking my cock. My left hand slid down the back of his black speedo and started playing/fingering his butthole. We started making out.
It wasn’t long until he started moaning and then we broke off our kiss and he let out the all familiar moans of orgasm. The lifeguard didn’t miss a drop and kept his lips wrapped around his cock. Once he had gotten every last drop, the lifeguard moved his lips from one cock to mine.
Now that the swimmer had free hands he repeated what I had done to him and slipped his hand down the back of my speedo and started fingering me.
It was too much, I started cumming. The lifeguard swallowed it all.
I figured it was my turn to service the lifeguard and started to get on my knees but the swimmer stopped me. He told me that they were going home and the swimmer was going to let the lifeguard fuck him.
I wasn’t invited back for the fucking, but the guys said that they might do the same thing next Friday night. Sounds like I have a date next Friday.
This week I’ll be sharing with you guys what happened when we met in other in ‘public’.
Guys, most of what I’ll be sharing will be for members only. When I created the Members Area of this blog a few years ago the idea was to allow me to publish details and experiences that I don’t want to be 100% public. So far it has worked well (before the members area I didn’t publish any of my speedo selfies).
If you want to find out what happened with the swimmer, please consider joining, it is only $5 and nothing ‘adult’ or porn related comes up on your statement. If you have any questions about membership, please shoot me an email (DaveEvans@SpeedoFetish.com).
One of the members sent me this story, he said it is based on facts but it was a long time ago and it is more fiction than recollection at this stage.
I really enjoyed it because it reminded me of my first gay experiences. It is super long but I’m making the first ‘chapter’ available for everyone.
One night when I was sleeping over my friend Jeff’s house, we decided that we were both hot, and wanted to go for a swim in his pool. Jeff is younger than me, but I’ve always thought he was cute. I hadn’t brought my swimsuit, he loaned me one of his swim team speedos which was weird and awkward but it was dark.
While we were swimming, I had gotten a hard-on, and by the time we got out, I knew I had to jack off in order to get rid of it. Jeff went into his room to change first, and when he got out, I went in. I took off the tiny speedo, and started to jack off (hoping I could be quick, so Jeff wouldn’t be suspicious), when I noticed that Jeff had a banana on his desk. I pulled the condom out of my wallet, and put it over the banana, and worked it into my asshole. In about thirty seconds, I was ready to cum, and caught it in my cupped hand. It started to drip between my fingers, but I couldn’t find his bin, so I was forced to drink it. I picked up the banana off the floor, where I had dropped it, took the condom off, put it back exactly where I had got it, shoved the condom in my pocket, and quickly got dressed.
The two of us watched TV in the family room for a while, and after his parents went to bed, Jeff suggested we watch a dirty movie. He ran up to his room to get it, and came back with two tapes, one normal size, and the other one of the small camcorder tapes. The first one was of his older sister and her boyfriend (who was our age) having sex in her room. He told me how he had hidden it in a heating duct, slid the cover to one side, and run the wires through the duct to his room right above hers, where he had hooked it up to his VCR, and recorded them having sex. The tape was short, only about fifteen minutes, but it had managed to get me really hard.
He took the camcorder tape and put it in the adaptor, and put it in the VCR. I saw his room, and the date and time on the bottom corner said it was earlier in the evening. When I saw myself walk into the room, my heart started to beat a million miles a minute. As I jacked off on the TV, Jeff told me how he had set up the camcorder, hoping to catch a glimpse of me naked, and had gotten more than he bargained for. He said he had watched the tape on the camcorder when he had “gone to the bathroom”, and he said that if I didn’t give him a blowjob, he would make copies of the tape and spread them around. He pulled his shorts down to his ankles, and sat down on the couch, with his cock pointing straight to the ceiling.
I knelt in front of him, and started to suck, and in about thirty seconds, Jeff shot a load in my mouth. I kept it there, not sure, what to do with it. Jeff told me to swallow it, and I did, not wanting anyone to see my jacking off on tape. He told me I had to suck his cock again, but when he came, I had to keep it in my mouth.
Jeff had started to go limp after coming, and it took almost fifteen minutes of sucking before he came again. This time, he told me to kiss him, and share with him. I kissed him, and as the cum ran from my mouth to his, he started to run his tongue through my mouth. This was too much for me, and I came in my boxers, most of it running down my leg and onto the floor. Jeff told me to go clean up, I had done my part and he would destroy the tape.
Even though our first time together was under odd circumstances, Jeff and I still like to experiment together, and I hope that one day, we might be able to add Jeff’s next door neighbour to the occasion some day. Jeff had told me about Andrew and how he was a member of the same swim team that he was. I could just imagine how hot both boys would be in showering in their speedos. Oh and he never did destroy that tape which came in handy with Andrew a few months later….
Members of course are reading what happens when Andrew comes over the next weekend….. click here to join and read what happens.
I was super horny all day yesterday, my usual fuck buddies were all unavailable so I was on my favourite gay hookup app. I added some new photos of me and rewrote my profile description which mentioned “Couples or groups to the front of the line” since I had a threesome on my mind. I got the usual thirty messages from guys with blank profiles and no pictures saying “Hey”. They were ignored, deleted and then blocked. Too darn lazy for me.
It got to 8pm and I had all but given up. I had been busy working so I hadn’t had a beer, or a rum or a scotch, yet and in the back of my mind I was hoping that I would have to drive somewhere for some fun. As 8pm came around I gave up hope of some action, I poured myself a scotch and setup a movie. As the introduction screen for the movie was playing I checked one last time the hookup app on my phone.
The following message appeared: “I’m Christian, I’m straight, love speedos like you obviously do and need my cock sucked. Info in my profile, if you need to know more please feel free to ask.”
That was the most coherent response I had received all day. I pressed pause on the movie.
Christian and I sent some face pics back and forth and he looked like an adonis! I asked him if he was an underwear model,, he was that beautiful. Twenty-eight years old, dirty blonde hair, six pack swimmers body and he even had a speedo tan.
I asked him what he was doing on a gay hookup app if he was as straight,, as he claimed.
He said he had broken up with his girlfriend on Valentine’s Day (just a few days earlier), was home alone on a Friday night, a little drunk and horny. He had been blown by guys in the past and figured he would see if he could find someone willing to help him out.
We seemed to be getting along pretty well, I offered to host but Christian had already partaken in a few drinks so he offered to host. I had a quick shower and got in the car for the forty minute drive north to Christian’s place.
I was wearing my new ADDICTED speedos (there are a bunch of selfies of me wearing them on my blog), Christian said he thought they looked hot from the pics I sent him, I was wearing a towel and a polo shirt. If I was pulled over by the police I’m not quite sure how I’d explain not having any pants in the car at 9pm on a Friday night.
When I arrived at Christian’s house, I parked in front of his townhouse. As per his request, I removed my shirt and the towel around my waist, and I made a near nudie run to his front door.
To be honest, it was pretty dark and his front door couldn’t be very well seen from the neighbours but I felt naughty standing there just wearing a speedo. I went from feeling naughty to feeling worried when Christian didn’t answer the door for what seemed like an age. Finally, I heard someone on the other side of the door and I was really hoping it was Christian and I had the correct address…. as the door opened my emotions went from worried to awe.
There was Christian, wearing the pair of speedos he had promised he would wear and they just suited his body perfectly, anything would have suited his body perfectly.
Jesus he was hot.
We shook hands and I followed Christian in to his living room. He had this really comfy looking chair setup in front of the TV, which was playing some lesbian porn. Following that perfectly sculptured butt of his, I barely heard it when Christian asked me “You OK if we get straight down to business Dave?”
“Hell yeah” was my reply.
Christian sat down in what he called his ‘blowjob chair’. He had a glass of bourbon and coke next to him and he had been kind enough to put a pillow down for my knees. I dropped to my knees in front of him. I complimented Christian on his blowjob chair and his preparation. Then I got to work.
He was fully erect from before I arrived and I started by rubbing my right hand up and down the length of his cock through the lycra of his speedo. My left hand was rubbing the inside of his thigh from his knee all the way up to where his speedo prevented my access to his arse.
His cock was rock hard and pulsing, wanting to be free of the speedo, but I wanted to keep him on the edge for as long as I could. My hand was sliding up to the very tip of his cock, which was glistening with precum, and then all the way down to the backside of his balls that were full like waterballoons ready to explode.
Finally, I moved my head down in to his crotch and I tasted the little wet spot of precum and his cock twitched at the touch on my tongue.
Christian was begging me to just pull his cock out and suck it. I was trying to delay this as long as possible but he reached down and pulled his cock out the leg of his speedo. My mouth enveloped the head of his cock before it had been fully released from his speedo. I had to use my left hand to get his balls fully out.
I put my hands on the inside of Christian’s knees and lightly pushed out, opening him up. My tongue flicked, licked and circled the head of Christian’s cock and when his hand reached down and was on the back of me head, and his hips thrust up off the couch, I was ready for the load of cum that was headed my way.
You guys know me, I took every drop of his cum and it was a solid mouthful.
When I felt his cock start to soften, I released it from the confines of my mouth and tucked his cock back in to his speedo. “Fuck that was awesome Dave. You have some mad blowjob skills. Pour yourself a drink.”
I got off my knees and poured myself a drink, I had expected this to be a blow and go type of thing but Christian seemed like he wanted me to hang around. Little did I know that two drinks and an hour later my cock would be in Christian’s mouth, while his was back inside mine again. Sixty-nine style.
