Years ago an online friend of mine, Patrick, had broken up with a long term boyfriend and had a trip planned for Fiji.  With nobody to go with him and feeling a bit down Patrick asked me if I wanted to go along.

It was the first time I’ve ever done anything like this, I did it again 6 months later on a trip to Mexico.

Patrick was just as nice in real life as he was online, we hit it off and both being speedo fans it was an intense week of a LOT of sex.

This story is part of the library of stories that I have on SwimmerBoyz.com – half are of my experiences that I’ve written over the years and half are from guys who have submitted their own erotic speedo experiences.  You really should drop over and check them out – www.SwimmerBoyz.com.

It has been a couple of days since I told you guys what Patrick and I have been been getting up to in our speedos here in Fiji.

I’ll give you a run down of some fun we had yesterday afternoon. It was around 4:30pm and we had a higher tide in the afternoon. Patrick and I headed down to the beach from our bungalow for a swim – we have adopted a ‘speedos only’ policy whenever we are in our bungalow. The water is nice and warm and both Patrick and I have gotten nice and brown from all this sun.

There is literally nobody else in the water as far as the eye can see and Patrick and I end up play wrestling in the water. Unlike ‘real’ wrestling grabbing of genitals, pulling down of speedos and arse finger is encouraged – hehehe. As usual both of us end up horny as well and decide to take our boner back up to our bungalow.

We walk back up the beach with our raging hardons. Nobody is around but I feel very naughty walking around in the sunshine outside with my cock struggling to be released from the lycra of my black speedos.

Back in our bungalow Patrick and I put on a fresh pair of dry speedos. Time for more wrestling but this time on the bed. I’m a little taller and bigger than Patrick so I come up on top… as usual – hehehe. With Patrick pinned down I have a spare hand which I used to rub Patrick’s arse and that smooth bit of skin between your balls and your arsehole. By now Patrick is dying to cum and you guys know how much I love to tease…. It takes me another 5 minutes to successfully tie Patricks hands to the headboard of the bed with a pair of speedos – he knows that I’m going to tease him for as long as I can and he is really wanting to cum now so he does put up a pretty serious fight. His struggling was to no avail though – now he is on his back, hands tied to the headboard and I’m tying his feet to the bed legs.

With Patrick nice and secure I can go to work on im….

I start by lying my body on his, our cocks rubbing against each other, and I kiss Patrick. He is one of the best kissers I’ve ever known. The kissing lasts a good 5 minutes (without a breath) until I begin to feel our precum soaking our speedos.

Moving from Patrick’ mouth I head south to his belly button which I start rimming. I’ve never experienced this myself before this week but Patrick loves giving me a belly button rim and it feels really nice. So far I haven’t even touched Patrick’s cock or his speedos with my hands.

After some belly button rimming I get up and leave Patrick. I walked into the lounge, poured myself a scotch and turned on the tv – Patrick was moaning for me to ‘finish what I started’ so I closed the door to the bedroom – hehehe.

I figured I’d give him 15 minutes and if he was still horny I’d sit on his cock.

2 scotches and 15 minutes later I’m still hard and I’m hoping that Patrick is too. I opened a condom and grabbed the lube (there are condoms and lube all over the bungalow). I removed my speedos and walked in to see how Patrick was surviving his imprisonment.

Thankfully he was still hard and he was begging me to let him cum. I didn’t say a word, I got up on the bed, pulled his cock out the side of his speedos, put the condom on, covered it in lube and then I in 1 go I sat on his cock taking it all the way to the hilt. It hurt a bit – I normally have to take it slow – but it was worth it. I was right down on his cock and stroking myself.

I wasn’t riding up or down on Patrick’s cock at all but as I approached my own orgasm I could feel by arse clenching Patrick’s cock.

I came over Patrick’s stomach (not much cum because I’ve been cumming a lot lately) and Patrick came at the same time buried deep in my arse. With only a single down stroke I had made Patrick cum. And to think that I’m getting paid for this guys – hehehe.

This morning I woke up at 9,000 feet above sea level under a perfect, cloudless blue sky and to a pair of lips wrapped around my shaft.

My travels yesterday all went smoothly and Kip and I have been re-aquainting ourselves with each other.

I’d mentioned to Kip how long it has been since I last had a really good blowjob and I had barely put my bags down when Kip undid my belt, removed my jeans and made me sit on his couch wearing only my black ADIDAS three stripe speedos. And then Kip went to work on my cock.

It was soooooooooo good.

But I couldn’t last and I grabbed his head, pulled it up to me, began kissing him and then both of us were down to our speedos on his couch and I came while dry humping him. Of course…. that was just the beginning of the evening.

It got me thinking – do you prefer an old lover or a new one? I’ve had ex-sex a few times with guys and girls and I really enjoy it. Everyone knows what to do and the anticipation is highened because I know exactly what I’m going to get. I suppose none of these ex-sex experiences were with people whom the relationship was over, was not going to start again and we had parted ways on good terms.

Would be keen to hear of any ex-sex experiences that you guys have had.

Nothing much happening here today although I do have some news for you guys from the weekend.  Kips sister broke up with her dead beat boyfriend which should make the house a whole lot more fun – she is a good party girl.  Already there are plans being made for a debaucherous weekend and with town full of folks on spring break it shouldn’t be too hard to get into some mischief.

The sun is out here and after a sleep in and some work Kip and I are going to head over to A-Basin ski resort for the afternoon.  Probably some beers on the ‘beach’.  I’ll take some pics for you guys.

What do you think of these tartan speedos?  I really like them but have no idea where to find them – any ideas?

I promised about telling the speedo party and this morning I woke up at about 5am and my head is feeling much better than on Sunday and even on Monday I wasn’t quite 100%.

The speedo party worked out great.  There were probably 25 people there – maybe 10 girls and 15 guys.  Maybe 5 of the guys were gay and the rest str8.  5 of the str8 boys turned up not wearing speedos and were told they weren’t allowed in unless they speedo’d it up.  Thankfully Kip and I had a nice supply of speedos for those guys and since they saw that everyone was in speedos nobody complained.

Kip’s sisters new man was one of the guys who rocked up not in speedos but he speedo’d it up when he realised we were serious that he wouldn’t be allowed in unless he put on a pair of speedos.  It did help that Kip’s sister thought it was a great idea and was very supportive of implementing the ‘speedo only’ rule.

Kip had cranked the heat up in the house so it was nice and warm and the hottub was open with spare towels out for some hottub action later on.

2 guys from Denver who are fans of the blog that Kip knows came up for the party – they were super excited and were both wearing AussieBums with ‘AussieBum’ on the bum.

Well guys I’ve gotten caught up and now I have to go for a snowboard.  It is snowing outside – whooohoooo!!!!

Will finish this off tomorrow – I always post stuff first on my site SwimmerBoyz.com so if you are a member you’ll probably get to read all the juicy details later this afternoon when I get back to the condo.

As I expected, and as I’m sure you guys expected, me getting back to Kip and Breckenridge resulted in some pretty passionate love making.

Who am I kidding – there was no ‘love’ involved.  It was more primal fucking.  Despite my jetlag and all the work we have been doing,  Kip and I have been fucking each others brains out.

I’ve never had a proper ‘boyfriend’ and I can only imagine that having a boyfriend and being comfortable with someone is kind of like what I feel when I get to catch up with Kip (and Will back in Sydney).  We know what we like, we don’t need to explain what we don’t like and we both know what we want.

I love waking up, in speedos with a man in my bed who is also wearing speedos.

Last night Mike stayed over up this morning he was up early and had the 1hr drive back to him place before going to work.  I definitely could have used and abused him for a few hours more but at least it got me out of bed and into the shower with him.

I’ve got some Aussie mates coming over for a week and Mike sounds like he’ll be pretty busy for the next couple of weeks so I’m not sure when I’ll see him next.  I do wish life was simpler but I suppose this is the cost of the nomadic existence that is my life.