Guys, this is the second instalment of what I have been getting up to with the Young Lifeguard.  You can read what I wrote earlier in this blog post.

I’ve recently begun shagging a young guy (he is eighteen years old) that I met at the pool. He is one of the new Lifeguards that have been hired for the summer. I’ve written about how I caught him checking me out and how we got things started but I want to share with you guys what he told me about his first sexual experience.

The Young Lifeguard had started some Masters swim training, it is just an organised group swim with a coach for adults. I wrote about how this came about in detail and won’t bore you with those details again, you can read about that on my blog, which I suggest you do but it isn’t necessary.

The crux of what I wrote about is that the Young Lifeguard would jerk off before swim training as not to get any embarrassing public erections. He is wearing a tiny speedo and it doesn’t do a very good job of hiding even the slightest of erections. That is why I love speedos so much. He has done this for as long as he has been jerking off when he was growing up and was part of his swim training routine. That first night before Masters swim training, he continued his tradition of jerking off before training.

The Masters swim course was for three months and he Mum had signed him up and paid for it, mainly to get him off his arse.

He admitted that it felt great to be back in the pool and it only took a few weeks before he was back pushing some of his high school personal best times. The was about a dozen people in the group and their ages ranged from mid twenties to mid fifties and most of them were there because they were training for triathlons. The Young Lifeguard admitted that he was the best swimmer in the group.

Another question I asked was what he wore? He wore a speedo and maybe half the guys wore speedos and the other half wore bike shorts (jammers).

His first ever sexual experience wasn’t with any of the other swimmers, it was with Coach Dave. No, not me, I’m his sex coach, his swimming Coach Dave is the older brother of one of his high school friends. He didn’t have much to do with him growing up but they know each other well enough and he thinks that Coach Dave was happy to have the Young Lifeguard in the group. Coach Dave loved pushing him during training.

Coach Dave was a high school swimmer as well and being four years older is twenty-two and still looks amazingly hot although the Young Lifeguard hadn’t really thought of him in a sexual way since he gave off no gay vibes and wears clothes (not speedos) when coaching.

That all changed the very last night of the Masters swimming program.

The Young Lifeguard was at the pool an hour early to do some extra laps, which had started doing about half way through the program. After his ‘warm up’, which sounds like my biggest day in the pool ever, he jumped out and headed to the bathrooms/changerooms for his pre-training jerk off.

He didn’t care as much about jerking off before swimming on his own because he was in and out of the pool but often with the group swimming thing there was a bit of standing around and that is when a boner might be an issue.

The change rooms at the pool are always pretty quiet, Aussie’s generally just wear their swimming gear under their clothes and dry off.

During his last few laps and the walk to the change rooms he was getting a stirring in the front of his tight little speedo. He had recently downloaded a gay hookup app on his phone and had been talking to a cute guy earlier in the day and it was on his mind, he was wondering if he’d get up the courage to actually meet a gay guy for some fun instead of just getting all worked up and horny thinking about it.

Entering the change rooms the Young Lifeguard was now fully hard and with there being nobody around, he threw his towel on one of the benches and walked towards one of the back shower cubicles, a place where he had jerked off hundreds of times growing up and a dozen or so times in the last few months.

It was just like all those other times until he walked in to the cubicle and got the fright of his life.

Standing there in the shower cubicle was Coach Dave.

The Young Lifeguards mind was thinking about jerking off and while he doesn’t think there were any signs that there was anyone else in the change rooms, he admits that he might have missed any signs there were because he mind was else where. Now he was standing two steps from Coach Dave with a raging hard on and wearing nothing but a tiny pair of speedos.

Then it registered, that is exactly how Coach Dave looked as well.

The shower was off, but Coach Dave was wet, wearing a black speedo and taking a second, longer look, the Young Lifeguard realised that Coach Dave’s cock was hard and stretching the lycra of his speedo.

The Young Lifeguards mouth was open but he was unable to speak, there was no cock in his mouth yet, but there soon would be.

Thankfully Coach Dave finally spoke, he said “I know what you have been up to, get in here and close the door.”

The Young Lifeguard was still in shock and did what he was told. Closing the door the back of his hand accidentally brushed across Coach Dave’s cock and even that passing glace, he could feel how hard it was. With the door closed again, the Young Lifeguard turned back to face Coach Dave.

“I know why you come in to the change rooms before swim training mate, we all did it and when I see you leaving here before training I know exactly what you have been doing.” The Young Lifeguard felt bad and a little shocked that his pre training wank was so obvious. “It is OK mate, it is a shame your class at school didn’t have as many open minded guys as my class did. We used to make it a team bonding thing before training but from what my little brother has told me, your group didn’t do anything like that.” Now the Young Lifeguard was intrigued and despite trying to relax his cock, it twitched at the though of a group jerk off before training. “And also, I’ve seen you on that gay hookup app. One of your photos has you in the same speedo you are wearing now….” This was a kick in the guts to the Young Lifeguard, he thought that he was being discrete and couldn’t imagine that someone had found out about his gay feelings. His mind was going a million miles an hour, what had he said on his profile that was known to Coach Dave?

Coach Dave remembered, he said “You said you want to suck your first cock… how about this?” With that, Coach Dave pulled the front of his speedo down releasing his cock.

The Young Lifeguard still hadn’t said a word this entire time. His eyes were locked on Coach Dave’s cock. He had been watching a lot of gay porn (thanks to some of my websites) but he had never seen a fully hard cock in the flesh and here he was, sharing a shower cubicle with just such a cock.

“C’mon, it won’t suck itself” said Coach Dave.

This is all that the Young Lifeguard is allowing me to publish publicly at this stage.  The rest is available to members of course.

A month or so ago I received the following email:

Dave,

My fiance, Taz, is a huge fan of yours and after he introduced me to your blog and other websites I’ve become a fan as well.

We both vicariously enjoy your sexual adventures and are long time members.

Your trip to Vegas with Penny and Pat was amazingly hot and sounded like a hot experience for all involved. It is something we would love to be a part of which is why I’m writing this to you.

For my birthday earlier this year, Taz arranged for a girl to join us, more particularly for a girl to join me which was a first for me and very enjoyable.

Taz’s birthday is coming up at the end of October and I was hoping to get him something just as special… I’d like to give him you for a night.

Let me tell you a little about ourselves…. (I’ve edited this out for the time being for privacy reasons).

Please reply if you are interested, or if you aren’t interested I completely understand.

Thanks
Rachel

Of course I would love to help take Taz’s gay virginity.

With a little bit of back and forth, it was all organized.

Rachel’s parents own an apartment on the Gold Coast which they AirBNB and they booked it out for me for a week. The Gold Coast is about a ten hour drive north from where I live and on Monday morning I was on the road nice and early.

The apartment was great, two bedrooms, two bathrooms, tenth floor overlooking the ocean at the Main Beach end of the coast. Tennis court, pool, hottub in the building and being the end of winter the place was pretty quiet, particularly during the week. As we had arranged I’d have the place to myself for a few days and Rachel, Taz and myself would catch up on Wednesday night when they would drive down from Brisbane and they’d spend a few days.

On Tuesday morning I went for a bit of an explore, the Gold Coast Indy car race was held over the weekend so the track was still setup which was fun to walk around. What I was really impressed with though were the number of guys I saw in speedos!!! At the Main Beach Surf Life Saving Club (which is a few hundred meters from the apartment building) I was greeted with an incredibly hot mid twenties guy showering off wearing a navy blue speedo. He was so gorgeous I had to compose myself before I dropped my shorts and went for a swim in my red speedo. After my swim I used the same shower and hopefully gave someone else the kind of view that I had experienced earlier.

Around lunch time I grabbed one of the bikes that were in the condo and rode over to the broadwater where they have a fenced in swimming area. They fence it off to keep the bull sharks out. While I was there, swimming swimming some lengths in my red speedos, I saw two more hot young guys strip down to speedos and swim some lengths.

I hadn’t seen a guy swimming in board shorts so far, well done Queensland!!!

When I got home I was so turned on by all this speedo eye candy I wanted to jump on Grindr and see if I could get some of these hot guys over for some fun, but Rachel had a plan for Wednesday night and I had to somehow contain my urges and refrain from any naughty activity, even with myself.

I managed, barely.

Fast forward to Wednesday evening, there was a knock at the door and I knew it wouldn’t be long until I could finally empty the full load of cum that I had been holding back for two days.

I was wearing the new red speedo that Paul the Politician had given me (you can read about that on my blog). The lycra in the front of the speedo was stretched tight by raging hardon and there was evidence of a little bit of precum oozing through the sheer red material.

Opening the door, I was greeted with Rachel and Taz, just as I had seen them in their photos…. wearing matching Budgy Smuggler swimwear. Rachel in a bikini, Taz in a speedo. Taz’s erection wasn’t at full mast but there was no hiding his bulge in the little Aussie speedo.

They had parked in the underground carpark, stripped down and caught the elevator up. Just imagine if you, or anyone, had pressed the elevator button and the doors had opened to this hot, early thirties couple.

Greetings were warm and the three of us were happy to finally meet in person and a little relieve that we were all what we said we were and looked like the photos we had exchanged. Although it was technically their home, I asked them in and poured some drinks. The three of us, clad only in our swimwear headed out to the deck overlooking the ocean and being ten stories above the ground, was very private.

There was some small talk but that isn’t why we were all here, small talk wasn’t why three strangers had just met each other in person for the first time wearing so little.

I asked Rachel about her first bisexual experience.

She had told me a little bit about it and went in to some pretty hot detail. The girl was someone they followed on Twitter and their meeting followed a similar script to how the three of us were meeting up now. It was hot hearing about it, Taz was thinking the same as I was by the look of the now full bulge in his speedo.

Seeing Taz so horny I thought that this was a good time to start things off.

I suggested to Taz that since he got to watch his fiance go down on a girl, it is only fair that he does the same. And with that, I pulled the front of my red speedos down and pulled my cock and balls over the drawstring.

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Last night was amazing!!!

Taz and Rachel were fun, super hot and Taz woke up this morning no long a gay virgin.

Bit of a rainy day here on the Gold Coast so hopefully I’ll get to write some details about it (they both want me to write about it and share it).

Ski lifts are closed here in Breckenridge because of a power outage… what happened to making America Great Again?

Kip and I are working out little bums off instead of snowboarding.  We are both sitting at his kitchen table, 4 monitors, we are on our second pot of coffee and neither of us are wearing pants…. Wear Your Speedo to Work Day?

This morning I woke up to an email from Jeff.  Jeff was the guy who sucked me off in the hottub last Friday while his girlfriend was sound asleep up stairs.  It was really hot and I wrote about it in detail which you guys seemed to enjoy.  Things got naughty when Jeff came out wearing my red AussieBum speedos and then when he told me about his first and only previous experiences.  Of course I checked with Jeff to make sure it was OK if I wrote about last Friday night and it must have been therapeutic for him because he has written about his gay experience as a college freshman.

I’m going to edit this up and rewrite a bunch of it but I’m going to share it with you guys over the weekend if you are interested.

Here is the beginning of what Jeff wrote…..

Hi everyone, my name is Jeff.  I’m 28yo, consider myself straight (I’ve been dating my girlfriend Stephanie for over a year). I live in Boulder, Colorado and I’m an Engineer.

Last Friday night, I sucked cock for the first time in a decade.

Stephanie and I were spending the night in Breckenridge at a friends house and we met Dave who was also staying at my friends.  After a few drinks in the hottub, Stephanie went to bed and I ended up blowing Dave.  Dave wrote about this on his blog and his account of what happened is accurate.  What got this experience started was when I told Dave how I hadn’t suck cock since I was a freshman in college.  Dave asked me to share my story with you guys, this is how I learned to suck cock….

I’ve posted the full text of his email on SpeedoFetish.com.

Reading all the details in Jeff’s account is pretty hot.  There might be some sex in the work place today here in Colorado.

As promised, here is a very detailed description of what I got up to in Vegas a few weeks ago.  Most of this was written by Penny and I have personally cum 3 times reading this and I was there!!!

Enjoy guys…….

Last weekend I was invited, by Penny and Pat to join them in Vegas for their anniversary.

This invitation wasn’t to catch up or celebrate, it was an invitation to fuck them both.  I had met Penny and Pat on the speedo Forum that I  run.  Pat was a swimmer in school and had always had a thing for  speedos.  He met Penny in college and she is turned on by guys in  speedos and encouraged Pat’s fetish.  Over the years we exchanged photos and stories.

Penny and Pat had experienced sex with more than just each other but  only after a game of strip poker and there was no bisexual contact, it  was two couples just swapping partners.

Pat has no guy/guy experience but it very curious and seeing her husband with another guy is Penny’s number one fantasy.

When Penny and Pat decided to spend a couple of days in Vegas for their  6th wedding anniversary they shot me a message asking if I’d like to  join them.  Of course I’d love to join them!

Without further a due, I’m going to hand this over to Penny…

Pat and I were soooo excited.  It has been a long winter and the idea of hanging out at the pool in 95 degree heat just sounded divine.  Who am I kidding, we were both excited to finally meet the famous Dave Speedo  Evans in person and even more excited for what the three of us would get up to in the bedroom.

We were staying at Planet Hollywood, Dave was staying at Paris and  expected to get in a few hours before we arrived.  Since Paris has the  nicer pool, we agreed to meet there around 3pm.

Despite the excitement, we were both a little nervous for sure but we  were both eager beavers.  After lining up to check in, we got to our  room and wanted to get to the pool ASAP.  I put on my black bikini with a loose dress over the top, Pat put on his red speedos (both our  favorites).  It was only then that Pat realized I hadn’t packed ANY  shorts for him.  He wasn’t upset but he was bothered a little bit.  I  figured that if we ate out he would wear jeans and during the day we’d  be either in the pool or the hotel room so his speedos should be enough.

While Pat was a swimmer in school and a little bit in college, he isn’t  totally comfortable wearing his speedo out in public.  He definitely has but more often than not it is as a joke, after a few drinks or  somewhere that we don’t know anybody.  Having no choice but to wear his  little red speedos in Vegas was outside the box for Pat but like I say,  he didn’t have any choice.

We poured a drink, Pat wrapped a towel around his waist and we headed down to the pool.

The pool at Paris is gorgeous and huge.  I was surprised just how many  people were there, hundreds.  There was no way to get a chair that close to the pool which made me smile because it meant that Pat would have to walk past a lot of people in his speedo.

He did it though, I felt proud that Pat turned a few heads in his red  speedo.  He still has that swimmers build that I love and he looks  amazing just in a speedo.  We slipped into the pool with our drinks and  continued to look around for Dave…. Pat spotted him first.

We had gotten in the pool nearly the complete opposite side of the pool  from him but once I saw him he stood out.  He was the only other guy,  out of hundreds, wearing a speedo, a black speedo.  Dave was sitting on  the side of the pool just below the lifeguard chair, drink in hand, red  baseball cap and looking straight at us with a cheese eating grin that  we could see from the 100 yards or so across the pool.  The pool isn’t  very deep, belly button depth maybe so we started working our way  through the throngs of people towards Dave.

It felt like we took for ever to cross that darn pool, the whole time I  could feel Dave looking at us and as we got closer I could see that Dave looked hot.  Unlike Pat, Dave’s tan was all over and didn’t show the  white thighs of a guy who doesn’t usually wear speedos in public like  Pat.  And he oozed confidence.

As we got within 10 yards or so Dave slipped into the pool and walked  towards us.  It was like old friends catching up after not seeing each  other for years.  Hand shakes and hugs all round, toasting our drinks  and laughing about Pat being forced to ‘speedo it up’ as Dave says.   While I’m sure Pat felt awkward walking from our towels to the pool,  after a few minutes it really didn’t seem like a big deal, or any deal,  at all.  We ended up sitting on some steps right near the lifeguard,  Dave went off to grab more drinks and we settled in for a wonderful  afternoon.

As the shawows got longer we moved around the pool to avoid the shadow  of the fake Eiffel Tower, different people joined us and chatted, we  chatted to the lifeguard (just a kid) who took some photos for us.   Dave’s mobile phone is waterproof so we had some fun with that (yes I  have those photos but they are for private consumption only).

Throughout the afternoon the drinks flowed and we really did have a great time.

Pat and Dave got a little bit of attention from two groups of girls so  perhaps somewhere out there in social media there are some pics of my  husband and the famous Dave Speedo Evans in the pool in their speedos.   If you find some, please send them through to us.

Things finally wound down and it was time to exit pool right.  Dave  suggested we all get changed and meet at his room for some drinks but I  was really horny and keen to get the naughty part of Vegas going.  I  countered Dave’s suggestion and said he should come back with us to our  hotel room.  He didn’t argue.  We packed up, Dave put on some shorts  over his speedos, Pat wrapped a towel around his waist, I threw my light dress over my bikini and we headed back.

Things had been so great at the pool that any reservations I had about  our first real threesome were alleviated and now I was just horny to  start the action.  From the semi chub that Pat had in the front of his  red speedo for the last hour, he was feeling the same.

We were on the twenty something floor and after some people got out on  lower floors we had the elevator to ourselves and Dave asked us if we  were ready for what was about to happen….. Pat and I both answered in  the affirmative, things were about to get hot and I was about to see my  husband fuck and suck another man.  It felt like the anticipation before I lost my virginity, and I guess this was going to be the popping of  our bisexual threesome cherry.

As I begin to write about what happened when the three of us got inside  the hotel room I realized that it seems like it was planned or staged  which in a way it was.  In the weeks leading up to the trip the three of us spoke in depth about the ‘rules’, our boundaries and our turn ons.   Although, after the three of us got along so well in the pool, and  Dave’s experience I think it probably would have gone the same anyway.

Having an extra guy has been a fantasy of Pat and I for years.  We’ve  both spoken about it a lot.  For me, the idea of watching Pat with  another guy is probably the hottest fantasy I have.  For Pat, watching  me with another guy as well as having me ‘spit roasted’ (Pat and a guy  both fucking me and me sucking the other off) is his fantasy.  And…  Pat

I think it shows how amazing Pat and I are together when both our fantasies are of the other person.

Saying that, Pat has never been with a guy.  Zero guy/guy contact.  He  has never made out with a guy, never touched another guys cock and his  only real turn on towards guys stems from his days swimming and guys in  speedos.  We both thought it was a little bit odd until we realized that there are a lot of guys who are turn on by speedos which lead us to  meet Dave Speedo Evans.

Neither of us are into anal, Pat and I have tried it and it doesn’t do  it for me. Obviously Pat has never received anal and while he doesn’t  mind a finger (pinkie) occasionally when I’m blowing him in the shower  or hottub, it isn’t much of a turn on for him.  Fucking Dave… that is  something he might be into as you will find out.

As for Dave’s rules, if you guys have read anything about Dave he is up for just about anything.

Now that we have established all the rules I should return to us  entering the hotel room.  I opened the door and walked in, my husband  Pat wearing a t-shirt and a towel wrapped around his red speedos and  Dave Speedo Evans followed us in with a pair of shorts over his black  ADIDAS speedos.  It really was about to happen, our first bisexual  threesome.

Dave definitely started things off, before the door had even closed  behind him, he had ripped Pat’s towel off him and it seemed like in one  motion Dave was stripping down to his speedos.

Again, this was something that the three of us had talked about online  earlier about so I took my dress off (now I was just in my bikini) and I sat down on one of those cheap hotel chairs to enjoy the show that I  knew was about to begin.  Man handling Pat, who had taken his shirt off  and was down to just his red lycra speedos, he and Dave were on the king sized bed on their knees facing each other.

Dave asked Pat if he was ready and without replying, my husband kissed a man for the first time.

It was unbelievably hot.

Pat’s hands were holding Dave’s head and watching Dave’s hands grab my  husbands butt pulling them together.  They were both hard and when  someone wears a speedo it is pretty obvious.

The two of them were grinding their cocks together a little bit but this mustn’t have been enough for Dave who moved one of his hands from my  husbands arse to the front of his speedo and started rubbing it from the drawstring all the way between Pat’s legs past his balls.

Writing this it reads like this was all in about 10 seconds but it was really five minutes or so.

I was incredibly turned on and had my hand down the front of my bottoms  but enough about me, the real action was going on in the bed in front of me.

As if I wasn’t turned on enough, Dave then asked Pat if he was ready to suck his first cock.

I was sitting around last night with some of the lads having  quiet Thursday night drink and the question came up – how did you loose your virginity?

My answer was relating to my str8 virginity which I lost when I was 18yo, her name is Mel (I’m sure she isn’t reading this blog), it was on the beach, we were both sloppy drunk and it was horrible.  The beach for starters was something that I was not ready for.  I was excited to eat pussy but she was ungroomed down there and being the middle of an Australian summer I do remember dry reaching from the smell.

It was definitely a hit to my confidence and definitely made me feel OK embracing my gay tendencies.

Now if you guys ask me when I lost my virginity, I would think you were asking about any virginity including gay virginity which I lost a little bit earlier although…. technically it was only oral. I didn’t loose my gay anal virginity until I was 18yo, after loosing my str8 virginity.

Then there is my threesome virginity, May 2005 and it was that experience which lead me to start writing this blog.

I’ve written about loosing my gay and threesome virginity in detail – just go to the Stories Archive in the members area of SwimmerBoyz.com.

How did you guys loose your virginity?  Do you distinguish between your str8 virginity and your gay virginity.

I still have not lost my 2 girl threesome virginity.