My plans today were to help a friend do some running around in Brisbane then head back up the coast stopping in at the nude beach I was at last week.

This time, instead of being interrupted by a straight couple and nothing happening, I had organized to meet up with a long time member, and for something to happen.  I had told him exactly where I would be hiding out in the dunes and he was going to ‘find me’ about 2pm.  Today was the best looking day of the week and I was driving up past that spot so it was perfect….

But, by midday the storm clouds had started to roll in and we had to cancel.

We couldn’t hookup at his place because he is only 20yo and still living with his parents and he didn’t think it would go down very well if their ‘straight’ son had a guy rock up in speedos, go in to his room, make all sorts of noises then leave 15 minutes later.

Instead, now I’m back at home and from the radar image it looks like it is going to storm hard again here soon so I’m not going for a swim (like I should).  I’m going to continue writing about the couple…. I’ll have more to share with you guys tomorrow.

Today’s updated Speedo Photo of the Day is more like what I should be doing than working.

My move is complete, woohooo!!!  It is a pain moving but sitting here at 8am Tuesday morning looking out over the ocean, it is worth it.

My new unit has a spare room and last night I was talking to my old fuck buddy Alex (click here to read about my history with Alex) and we were both saying we miss our naughty experiences. I told Alex there is room here for him and Adam (his fiance). But, our darn state borders are still closed so Alex can’t come and have any speedo fun.

Maybe after Xmas?

Talking to Alex had me reminiscing about our times together and one experience I should remind you guys about is when Alex walked in on me bound, gagged and blindfolded wearing just a speedo….. click here to read about that.

Later today I might have to see if there is anyone near my new home that would be up for some fun like that…..

I shared this experience with members last week and thought I’d share it with everyone today.

This was two weeks ago and since then I’ve caught up with the guys each week for a similar fuck session.

As you guys know (or those who follow me know) I have recently moved up to the Sunshine Coast.  It is in Australia, on the east cost, north of Brisbane in the state of Queensland.

I have always wanted to live up here because it is laid back, the weather is beautiful (that might be why they call it the Sunshine Coast) and the beaches are great.  Me moving up here happened pretty quickly, without much planning and while I have some friends in Brisbane, I don’t actually know anyone here on the coast.

Before you start worrying about me being lonely, remember I am the Aussie Speedo Guy and I have a bit of a history with mobile hookup apps.

Let me tell you about the first friends I made here in my new home town.

It was the end of my first full day in my new unit and after a day at the beach, working on my speedo tan, I was feeling a little bit horny.  Maybe a little bit lonely to go along with feeling horny.  I grabbed my mobile phone, a drink and went up to the rooftop hottub.  Because of all the border closures here in Australia, the building I’m living in has no tourists and feels really empty so I had the hottub all to myself.  I was wearing a pair of AussieBum Portsea’s (they are blue and I have a bit of a history getting in to naughty situations while wearing them).

Sitting in the hottub, on my own, I started updating my details on the hookup app.  Just a little bit of a rant: if you use a dating or hookup app, put as much info as you can in there and as many photos as possible.  The whole idea of it is to hookup and the more someone knows about you the better. And then when you message someone, trying putting a little more effort than “Hey”.  If it goes well, I will sucking your cock, or letting your fuck my arse in the next thirty minutes, how about a little more than “Hey”. So I updated my profile, added some new photos (I’ve put on a little bit of weight since the Covid started so wanted up to date pics.

Profile updated, I made a couple of phone calls then ducked back down stairs to get another drink.

It had been half an hour or so since I updated my profile and the app had blown up with messages.  I can’t remember exactly how many messages were in my inbox but if it was twelve, ten of them were the “Hey”.  Jesus Louise some people are slack. In the past I’ve replied to a “Hey” with “Hey is what horses eat.” but this time I just deleted them.

One reply did catch my attention though.  “G’day Dave, looking great in that little speedo. My partner Matt and I would love to meet you. We both prefer being top, think you could handle us? Check out our profile for more details about us and feel free to ask anything.”

I looked at their profile. Two barrel chested Aussie men, these guys were big, late thirties and while their photos didn’t show their faces (I completely understand the need for discretion) there was a photo of them arm in arm on a beach wearing AussieBum speedos.

These guys sounded like fun and just wanted I needed….

These guys live just around the corner so ten minutes later I got their message that they were here. I wrapped my towel around me, threw on my shirt and headed down to the front doors to let the guys in.  They looked just like their photos online and we all shook hands, just like old mates.

We jumped in the elevator and there was an older couple coming up from the basement in there. If they only knew what the three of us were going to get up to in the next hour!

Back on the roof, the guys lost their shirts and shorts and revealed their AussieBum speedos.  I dropped my towel and that made three guys, speedo guys, getting in the hottub.  The guys brought some beer and they were handed around.

When I’m on my knees, the hottub is about nipple deep.  Somehow it worked out that I was in the middle of the hottub, on my knees and the guys were on either side of me.  After a little bit of small talk, a few sips of beer, one of the guys asked me to hold his beer.  No problems.  However, I didn’t realize what he had in mind.  Now I had a beer in each hand which made me a little vulnerable. His hands started roaming around my speedo. His hands were joined by the other guy who put his beer down and his hands started as well.  Four big, masculine hands all over my speedo, front, back, squeezing, rubbing. I was full erect.

Then their hands were inside my speedo.

Without undoing the drawstring their hands slipped under the lycra through the legs.  Hands, everywhere. My balls, my cock, my butt hole.

I wanted to feel how horny these guys were so I managed to put down the beers in my hands and reached under the water to feel the front of their speedos.  The nylon (AussieBum’s are made of nylon instead of lycra) covering their cocks was being stretched. They were both hard, really hard.

If the hottub was private we would have kept going there but since we could have been interrupted at any moment, I suggested we take this threesome back to my unit.

Thankfully nobody joined us in the elevator. Although we had towels around our waists, the towels couldn’t even hide the three hard cocks that were present. And, the conversation might have made any unsuspecting guest blush a little bit. The guys asked me if I liked being Spit Roasted.  Who did they think they were asking? Of course I like being Spit Roasted!

Right there, in the elevator they had a scissors/paper/rock to decide who got first go on my arse.  It felt like my arse was being auctioned off.

Imagine if you were in an elevator with three guys, all shirtless, towels not really hiding their bulging crotches, deciding who got to fuck my arse first.

We didn’t make it all the way in to my unit when our speedos were being removed. I personally prefer to keep them on but it didn’t look like I would get much of a day in proceedings. My speedos were pretty much torn off and the three of us headed to my bedroom. Again, I was between these two muscly guys and they positioned me on my knees.  Before I knew it, I had a cock in my mouth and felt my butt cheeks spread and the other guy start tonguing my arse. I really love being rimmed.

The rimjob didn’t last long, he was just getting my arse ready for the fucking that was to cum. The next feeling I was aware of (remember I was working on a fat cock that was in my mouth so I had other things to concentrate on). I felt a finger, all slippery, working around my butt hole. Then, it was inside me. Just a little bit. I must have flinched a little bit because one of the guys (I wasn’t sure which one) asked if I was OK.

Breaking my suction on the cock that was in my mouth, I turn my head and said “Are you going to fuck me or what?”

That got a laugh from the guys and as the guy behind me positioned his cock at my rear entry he said something along the lines of, Dave, when we are done with you, you’ll know that you’ve been fucked.

Slowly, he slid his cock inside me. I knew it was thick from touching it in the hottub, and seeing it when we got back to my unit. Now I was feeling just how thick it was.  With cock in my mouth I moaned when the head of his cock popped in. He paused, I paused and after a few seconds I was pushing my arse back towards him, wanting more.

The guy in my arse found some rhythm and was fucking me with a nice steady tempo. This gave me a change to focus on the cock in my mouth

My new found focus on the cock in my mouth was working, working too well because all of a sudden it was removed from my mouth and I was told he was getting too close.  He lifted me up and started kissing me instead.  It might have been the change in the position of my hips but the guy in my arse lifted the tempo, he was getting close. Louder moans, closer. Then one deep thrust and he paused, then I felt him shudder as his cock exploded. He had a pretty good grip on my hips as I felt his cock stitch and spasm inside me.

The guy I was kissing while this orgasm was happening, in my arse, broke off the kiss and told his boyfriend that it was his turn on my arse.

Cock was removed from my arse, and I expected to be turned around but instead I was pushed backwards on the bed so I was lying on my back.  The guy who had just fucked me handed his boyfriend a condom which was put on in record time then he grabbed me by the hips.  I was dragged towards him and my hips raised.

The first guy to fuck me had removed his used condom and grabbed my knees lifting them up, This gave his boyfriend easy access to my, recently fucked, arse.

Then, I had a cock inside me again. After my cock sucking efforts, this wasn’t going to last long and I wanted to cum as well so I started stroking my cock while I was being fucked hard, and fast.

It was a close finish, but I think I started cumming on my stomach a few seconds before the guy in my arse started cumming.

There was lots of huffing and puffing and when the guys had caught their breath they kissed above me, then they both kissed me in turn and thanked me.

After that first encounter, it has turned in to a weekly thing. We hang out in speedos, drink some beer and two guys fuck my brains out.  It is a nice arrangement I think.

Last night I got to suck some cock… not the first time I’ve done that.

What is of note that I do want to share with you guys is that it happened in the rooftop spa (hottub) of the new building I’m living in.  It was a Grindr hookup with a guy who is renting a unit in the building for one night. Very much a blow and go. He met me up there, we were both in speedos, I played with his cock under water while we chatted a little.  Once he was 100% hard, he sat on the edge and I sucked him off. He exploded in my mouth, tucked himself back in his speedo and left.

I’ve got a feeling he might have been married.

Thing is, there is a security camera pointing right at the spa. I’ve fooled around up there but usually more discretely and under the water.  There is no night manager or staff around at night but I just wonder if that footage is saved somewhere? Would be hot to watch.

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.

I received an email from one of the members the other day asking if I knew of any beach spots for ‘Dogging’ around Sydney.

Dogging… I have heard the phrase but wasn’t 100% sure of exactly what it meant.  So I looked it up.

From wikipedia:

Dogging is a British English slang term for engaging in sexual acts in a public or semi-public place or watching others doing so.^[1] There may be more than two participants; both group sex and gang banging can be included. As observation is encouraged, voyeurism and exhibitionism are closely associated with dogging. The two sets of people involved often meet either randomly or (increasingly) arrange to meet up beforehand over the Internet.^[2]

While I’ve hookup in the dunes and I did once get to watch a couple (male/female couple which I wrote about – click here to read about it) I didn’t know it had its own term.

During my research for this member, I discovered a place that is supposed to be ‘well known’ for that kind of activity.  It is a little bit remote and the directions are clear on where to go.  So today, I’m headed up there to work on my speedo tan, I’m taking the laptop to do some work but fingers crossed…. I’ll be doing some ‘dogging’.

I promise to give you guys a full report tomorrow.

Anyone here been in places where this is common?