Tomorrow I will be publishing what I got up to at the Surf Life Saving Championships (click here for a news article about it).

Today I want to quickly share with you what happened at the beach earlier in the week when I was dog sitting:

I didn’t know anyone in the town so I was looking forward to a quiet few days of walking (the dog) and working on work and my speedo tan.  This was the first time I had been to this beach town (growing up we usually went south to the Gold Coast) and I was surprised just how quiet the beach was considering it is Easter Holidays.

On Monday, after spending a few hours on the beach I was walking back home and I cracked a beer.  I couldn’t see any other people and I was walking in my new Addicted speedo with my backpack and loving the warm weather.  Then, to my left, in a little bit of a clearing off the beach, I was susprised by a guy standing at the tree line.  The beach really isn’t very wide (maybe twenty meters from waterline to where the sand turns to grass, trees and dunes).  He was wearing a pair of Budgy Smuggler speedos and had a beer in his hand as well (it was after 2pm).  He was the third person I had seen in the three hours I had been at the beach.

Had I seen someone ahead of me at the beach I would have wrapped a towel around my waist, but since this guy surprised me I had no chance and there I was in all my speedo glory.

Then again, he was standing there in all his speedo glory as well so I shouldn’t have been concerned.

When we first saw each other we raised our beers in a polite ‘toast’.  As I got closer to him he yelled out to me, “Join me for a beer speedo mate.”

What do you guys think I did?

The bloes name was Eddie, late 40’s, had been training for triathlons since COVID started but hadn’t had any races yet but he was looking pretty good in his speedos.  He grew up on the island (email me if you want to know exactly where it is), moved away for work and had moved back after his divorce a few years ago.  When I heard that, my heart sunk but my head spun a little bit (married to a woman with kids but hanging out at the beach in AussieBum speedos).

I asked Eddie if the beach was always that quiet and he said it usually was pretty quiet, the whole place is pretty sleepy.  I liked it.

We finished out beers and I offered Eddie another one.  He accepted.

I toasted to “Beers and Beaches, doesn’t get much better than this.”

Eddie surprised me again when he replied “I could think of something that would make it better.  Would you like a blowjob Dave?”

Where did that come from?  I thought we were just two striaght guys having a beer.  Sure we were wearing speedos but Eddie had been married and not many people know about my gay activities.  Speedos are pretty common here in Australia, particularly at the pool, when lap swimming most guys wear speedos, so I had assumed it was just one of those things.  I had no intention of hitting on Eddie, it was good that he took the lead.

I told Eddie I’d love a blowjob but I thought he was straight since he said he had been married.

Eddie explained that he had experiemented when he was younger and since he has been a bachelor he has been back experimenting.  This got my cock stirring and as I was standing there in my speedo, nothing was hiding it and I had to adjust it.  Eddie noticed and actually licked his lips.

Then Eddie told me how this was the exact spot he lost his virginity.

He explained that he was hanging out with friends having a bon fire on the beach and he and one of his best friends snuck down to this clearing and blew each other.  There were more details which had my cock straining against the lycra of my speedo.  Eddie offered to reenact that night.

I was pushed backwards so I was learning against a tree and Eddie dropped to his knees.

Eddie started slow, licking my cock through the lycra and he had one hand between my legs rubbing my arse crack all the way around to my balls.  After a few minutes of this, causing a strain of precum oozing through the lycra material, Eddie sat back a little and started to undo the drawstring.  While he was doing this he told me to keep an eye out, he said that the cops drive past at low tide, usually from the south.  That made this even hotter.

When Eddie had freed my cock he went to town.  I think I had one sip of my beer before my orgasm approached.  With nobody within at least a couple of kilometers, I moaned LOUD!!!

I warned Eddie just before I started cumming and he pulled his mouth off my cock and finished me with his right hand and let me cum all over his chest.

While I grabbed my breath back Eddie stood up and I pulled my speedos back up and did the drawstring.  While I as looking down I told Eddie it was his turn to reenact his first time when he informed me that there was a group of people walking down the beach.  Eddie said we would have to rain check that.

I felt bad, his cock was at full mast and he started walking towards the water to clean off.

Same time tomorrow Dave?

I enjoyed the view of Eddie walking down to the beach and I quickly put on my dork shorts and started walking home.  The big family group that I walked past on the beach a few minutes later all said hello.  Funny knowing about what I was just doing.

The next day I had the same routine and I returned the favour for Eddie.  The beach did get a little busy so we had to go deeper in to the dunes and I did see the cops drive along the beach.

I often wonder if it is weird that I find a guy in speedos hotter than a guy with no clothes on.

Maybe it is the idea of what that tiny little piece of lycra is hiding that is the turn on for me.

I also find pics of guys in speedos a turn on because I’m wondering, what naughty business are they planning?

Let me tell you what I see in the picture below:

A cute young gay American couple are on holidays up on Australia’s Sunshine Coast (that is where I live).  After a few days of doing touristy things like going to the Australia Zoo (that is the one Steve Irwin started) they decided to have a nice restful day..

Their day started with a nice breakfast overlooking this ocean/rock swimming pool and enjoyed watching the locals swimming laps.  It was mostly older people but there were a few hot younger Aussie ‘blokes’.  What they did notice was that every one was wearing speedos.  That reminded them that they have bought a pair of speedos each just for this trip.  Neither of them had ever worn a speedo but they figured, when in Australia, speedo it up.

They enjoyed a beautiful 5 minute stroll down the beach back to their hotel and saw more Aussie guys at the beach wearing speedos.  Was this normal or did they just have speedos on their brain?

Up in their room they both put on their new speedos and checked each other out.

For guys who are used to wearing boxers, they are tight and they can’t believe how little is left to the imagination.

The guys head to the pool.  Lying there enjoying the Aussie sun and an early drink the guys find they have to keep jumping in the pool as their cocks spontaneously grow in their speedos.  They talk about it which makes it even worse.

As they get a little tipsy from their drinks, they are getting hornier and one of the guys suggests they check out the local talent on Grindr.  Maybe meet a real local.

To their amazement, there is a guy 120m from them and his profile photo is of him wearing a speedo that looks familiar to them.  Looking closer the guys remember that it must be one of the hotties they saw swimming at the pool this morning, it is the same speedo and looks like the same guy.

They message him, telling him they might have seen him earlier today at the pool.

He replies back, that was him.

Their next message says how amazed they are at all the hot guys just walking around in speedos.

His reply asks them if they are wearing speedos.

They take this selfie below to provide ‘proof of speedo’……

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.

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Where I am living will not be living up to its name of the Sunshine Coast this week, it was raining heavy earlier and that is the forecast all week.

So I’ll get lots of work done.

One of my fan is an older guy from where I used to live and he posts a lot of his speedo selfies.  This guy must have one of the biggest speedo collections I have ever seen and I know, a lot of you guys have HUGE speedo collections.

This older guy posted some pics he too yesterday at the beach…..

If you would like to see more pics of him, his twitter handle/thingy is: MEMBERS ONLY

Today, sitting in my home office I wish I was at the beach, with big Speedo Daddy’s to feast my eyes on.  It did get me thinking about an experience I had a few years ago when I was living down south.  I tried searching for it here because I figured it would be something I would have shared with you guys at the time but I couldn’t find it.

So I went looking through the archives on SpeedoFetish.com and I found it and thought I’d share this experience with you guys.

Part of the thrill, and fear, of dropping ones dork shorts and wearing speedos in public is thinking that everyone is looking at you.

However, in most cases, nobody cares or is evening paying you any attention at all.

Around mid morning today, I got myself motivated enough to get to the pool. I was wearing my ADIDAS 3-stripe speedos (click here to see a bunch of selfies of me wearing those speedos).

As I mentioned in yesterday’s blog post, when I go for a swim at the local pool, I usually jump out of the pool, wrap a towel around my waist, throw on a t-shirt and drive home.

When I got home today I thought I’d wash the chlorine off me by jumping in the ocean, so I dropped my towel, walked out my back door and walked down the beach.  There were a few people about but it wasn’t too busy and I didn’t think anyone was paying any attention to me.  I jumped in, swam out the back behind the breakers and five minutes later was walking back up to my house.

Half way up the beach, I noticed this older guy, maybe fifties, lying on his stomach facing the ocean wearing a black speedo.

I had walked right past him.  Must have been because I was looking north to see how the surf was that I hadn’t noticed him.  He would have had a pretty great view of my speedo clad arse walking past him to the water, and now he was getting the view from the front.

Starting this post I said that when you wear a speedo, most people don’t care and aren’t looking at you…. but even with his sunglasses on, I knew this guy was checking me out.

As I walked past him I gave him the slightest head nod with a sly grin which was my way of inviting him back to my place…. what would he do?

Walking up through the dunes to my back door, I could not feel him following me.  Darn…..

There is an outdoor shower at my little beachside shack which isn’t really visible from the beach.  I had a quick rinse, dried myself off a little bit and went inside.

The experience was a bit of a turn on, just seeing a hot older guy wearing a speedo isn’t that common here in Australia.  I figured I’d grab a beer, grab my laptop and sit on my back deck to dry off and I’d already decided that I’d sit down and write about this immediately to share with my blog fans/members.

I hadn’t even loaded the admin dashboard of my blog when I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye, it was the older guy walking up the little trail towards my house.

He had his sunglasses on, his black speedo and nothing else.

I put my laptop down, put my beer down and stood up to greet this older fellow.  Smiling and in a very friendly voice, I offered him a beer.

He grabbed the front of his speedo, which was sporting a healthy bulge, and told me he didn’t want a beer but thought maybe I could help him with the bulge he was grabbing.  I turned and let him follow me inside.  When I slid the sliding door open I could feel him behind me.  Once we were inside he grabbed my hips and pulled me back towards him.  He started kissing my neck and both his hands went around to the front of my black ADIDAS speedos.

His smell, his rough hands on my cock, his face and tongue on my neck and his cock grinding against my butt crack got me hard pretty quickly.

I was expecting him to turn me around and I’d get to work my tongue on his cock.  He had another plan, while he was still behind me he told me he wanted to suck me off while he jerked off in his speedo.  He wanted me cumming in his mouth while I was cumming in his speedo.

Fine with me.

Breaking from his embrace, I took the two steps towards by kitchen counter (breakfast bar).  It gave me something to lean back against and I had barely turned around to face this man and he was on his knees.

The drawstring on the ADIDAS speedos is pretty thin and I had it tied in a double knot (I had been at the pool doing laps) and he was struggling to get it undone.  See, my life isn’t exactly like a porn film, that would never happen in a real porno.

Before either of us got frustrated, I pull the leg of my speedo and gave him access to my cock.

Last night was a success.  I just walked home, a bit over dressed for a Saturday morning at the beach and I wonder if anyone knew that I was doing the ‘walk of shame’.  It is a nice morning and when I got to the beach nearest to my place I stripped down to my AussieBum speedos and went for a swim, then I had to walk back to my place (only 50m or so) with shorts over my wet speedos.

Walk of shame: an instance of walking back home on the day after an unplanned casual sexual encounter, typically dressed in the same clothes as the previous evening.

“if you’re at his and have to make the dreaded walk of shame home, steel yourself”

Once inside his unit we attacked each other.  He was just as horny as I was.

His shorts were on the floor in a flash, took a little bit longer to get me out of my clothes and I was wearing my old trusty AussieBum Portseas.

(For those new to reading about my sexual adventures, I have a long, horny history with the AussieBum Portseas.  Click here to see what they look like, and some selfies of me wearing them)

Sorry guys, the rest of the details are for members only.

When I share personal information I like to keep it a little bit discrete.  I’m in the closet to most of my friends and family and while I love sharing the details of my life (mostly sex life) I don’t want the entire world being able to piece together where I am and what I am up to.

I’m happy to share more details with members, if you’d like to join, it is only $5 and you can click here to become a member now.

Friday morning here in Australia and I’ve had a really busy week.  Bit more admin stuff than porn work but it all has to be done.

This morning I woke with a raging boner and realised that I haven’t jerked off since Wednesday.  That is very unusual for me, I’m daily at the least, often twice daily.  I started jerking off but then though…. this would be more fun with other people.

I got up and started my day, grabbed a coffee and went for a walk to settle my boner down.  I would have gone for a swim but it is windy and overcast.  I messaged my Landlord to see if he wanted to come up and ‘watch football’ tonight (obviously code for gay sex) and he replied that he and the wife were off to wine country for a romantic weekend.  Don’t think he’ll tell her about the orgy he had a few weeks ago (see below for details).  Then I messaged the Slave Boys and they got back to me saying they were busy as well.

What was I going to do?

I turned on Grindr of course.  Before I had made it back to my place I had a few messages, the usual “Hey” replies which I ignore but one from a guy who is coming up for the weekend and staying a little bit south of me here.  He complimented me on my speedo and said it would suit the spa (Aussie slag for hottub) that he has at his unit.  A little bit of back and forth and it is arranged.

He is late 30’s, had a speedo selfie to share and had this weekend planned with friends from interstate but right now all the borders are closed so he is there on his own.

The photo below is something he sent me saying that it was all he intended to wear this weekend if that was OK with me…… I’m meeting him for sunset and I think I might walk down there (5kms away) and Uber home so we can have a few Friday drinks.

Wish me luck guys.