Can it really be true? Check out these pics of a group of yankee lifeguards in speedos – how wonderful is this!!! Looking closely at the registration plate on the truck it looks like it is California. Has anyone ever seen Californian lifeguard in black speedos?
Enjoy these pics guys – you guys don’t mind me posting more pics in the posts as I have been doing a little bit lately?
These days even Aussie lifeguards aren’t. Looks like this guy is more of a clubbie (member of the Bondi Life Saving Club and competes in beach sporting events.
After leaving high school I did some triathlons and the leg that scared me the most was swimming. I was an OK swimmer but not great and not confident at the kind of distances required in the longer triathlons. So I spent a fair bit of time swim training at the local aquatic center.
The pool was a city run center with a fifty meter outdoor olympic sized pool, grand stand area and huge change rooms. I had some naughty experiences in the change rooms with some random hookups and I would often jerk off in the showers. I have a pretty serious speedo fetish (I own and write the Aussie Speedo Guy blog) and swimming in my skimpy little speedos would turn me on, so I’d finish my laps, go up to the change rooms and jerk off. It was a turn on jerking off thinking I could be caught.
It turns out that I did get caught a few times, sometimes on purpose when I had organized for a guy to ‘accidentally on purpose’ interrupt me and a couple of times I was caught when it wasn’t ‘on purpose’. This experience which I had nearly fifteen years ago was one of the latter.
I’ve already explained how I would get horny swimming in my speedos. This day that I’m reminiscing about was just like that. The pool was really quiet so I headed up to the change rooms after swimming two kilometers in about forty minutes. I threw my bag on one of the benches and headed to the big open area shower. There were individual shower cubicles but I would use the open/group showers, making me more turned on at the thought of getting caught.
There I was, eighteen years old, smooth, just under six foot, short dark hair, slim, wearing a pair of black speedos that were a size or two too small. My, average sized, cut cock was straining against the black lycra as if it was trying to escape.
I was rubbing my arse with my left hand and with my right I pulled the front of my speedo down releasing my engorged eighteen year old cock. My hand started pumping my cock up and down, not too quickly because I wanted to enjoy it and I wasn’t in any rush. I closed my eyes imaging that the entire shower room was filled with other young guys showering in their speedos and jerking off.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
The deep bellowing voice shocked me out of my fantasy. I physically jumped and might have let out a little bit of a scream.
Standing there with hands on his hips was Gary, the manager of the pool.
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When it comes to my Sexual Bucket List I still have a few things to tick off which I would really love!!!
That twin thing is pretty far out there but it would be amazingly hot.
I went to elementary school with twinks (guy and a girl) and I had a bit of crush on the girl. We didn’t go to the same high school so I didn’t see them for years and then just after I graduated high school (yes I graduated high school – hahaha) I ran into the guy at the beach and he was a member of a surf club and was wearing his club speedos.
That is when i went from having a crush on his sister, to having a crush on him. He kinda looked like this guy, not quite as slim.
For the life of me I cannot remember their last name otherwise I’d Facebook stalk them and see what they are up to. Any twins out there please drop me a line – hahaha.
I’m sure most of have spent time in hotels and when I choose a hotel I always try and find one with a pool and sauna.
So far, I have to admit I’ve never had a random hookup with hotel staff or guests – I’ve brought guys and girls back to my hotel room but never anything directly associated with the hotel like the pool or sauna.
This is a story that one of my fans sent me and it is something I’d love to be a part of.
Eric was in town for business. He hated having to take trips for business, but always made sure to book a room at an upscale hotel with fitness facilities, a hot tub, sauna and a pool.
It was late when he arrived and got settled in his room. Figuring that he had just enough time to swim a few quick laps before the pool closed, and maybe take a short soak in a hot tub, he stripped off his street clothes and slipped into a black lycra speedo with a colorful print pattern on the front, one of his favorites. It was maybe a size or two smaller than it should be, but he liked the tight fit and the way he looked in it. It accented his butt and although the front was compressing his package it was still clearly evident that he was packing some meat. Eric didn’t bother putting a shirt on. He just hung a towel over his shoulder, slipped on a pair of flip-flops and headed for the elevator. The only others in the elevator were a guy in his twenties and an older woman. The older woman took a look at Eric and just kind of scowled. The guy who was clearly checking Eric out from head-to-toe, simply said “nice speedo”. It was a short walk from the elevator, across the lobby to the pool.
When Eric entered the pool area, he was on the side of the pool opposite the lifeguard, who was walking the length of the pool deck. Eric stopped dead in his tracks and his gaze was transfixed on the lifeguard, who was an Adonis. He was tanned, had blonde hair, a muscular, well defined chest, eight-pack abs and legs, that like the rest of his body, were muscular and perfectly proportioned. The guard was wearing a very skimpy red nylon speedo with a white cross on the front. Eric was surprised (pleasantly so) that the hotel would let him wear something so skimpy. It was very clearly evident that there was quite a bulge to the speedo in spite of how tight it fit, and also that the guard had no tan line and no hint of pubes. He obviously shaved down there and tanned while naked. The guy would be perfect on the cover of GQ or any men’s fitness magazine. When he (the lifeguard) turned, Eric could see that he also had a perfect, tight, muscular, bubble butt. Eric immediately started to bone up. The lifeguard noticed the growing bulge on Eric, smiled, and gave him a little nod. That only made matters worse for Eric, as he got even harder.
There were only a couple others in or around the pool, but Eric was still a little uncomfortable clearly showing a bulging, growing, hard anatomy, and figured he had better jump into the pool and hope his hardness would subside. After a few quick laps, Eric stopped at the side of the pool, still as hard as before, and was surprised to see the hunky lifeguard standing over him. Eric just smiled a nervous smile. The guard said “Nice speedo. The pool will be closing in 10 minutes, but you should stay and maybe I can check out your… stroke, and maybe offer a few lessons.” Eric was a little nervous, but he agreed to stay after the pool closed. Ten minutes later the lifeguard announced that the pool was closed. After the few stragglers left, the lights were turned off and the doors locked. Eric was at the far end of the pool standing on the deck, Mr. Hunky Lifeguard jumped in the pool and swam over to Eric. The guy was an outstanding swimmer gliding thru the water effortlessly, barely disturbing the water. Eric was transfixed on the guy’s strong shoulders and perfect ass which were showing above the water’s surface as he swam. When the guard emerged from the water, the wet nylon speedo clung to his body like a second skin highlighting everything it was covering, front and rear. Because the guard’s body was now wet, every part of it glistened, making it look even more appealing, muscular and defined… if that was even possible. While Eric and the lifeguard were making small talk, each was transfixed on the other’s body. They must have liked what they saw, because each was clearly very well endowed, HARD, and showing it. Through the conversation, Eric learned that the lifeguard’s name was Greg. Not surprisingly, he was a model who supplemented his income by stripping and lifeguarding. His smile and banging body were perfect for all three jobs.
Eric was now full on hard and had no choice but to try to adjust himself. He untied the drawstring and tried to nonchalantly reach inside. The lifeguard gently grabbed his hand and said “Let me help you with that. Here is stroke lesson number one.” He started gently stroking Eric’s speedo clad cock, which was horizontal, pointing left, and straining to stay in place. It was already full on hard, but somehow seemed to grow even more. Eric was very well endowed and it was obvious that Greg took notice of it. For lesson number two, Greg pulled Eric’s speedo off letting it drop to his ankles. He grabbed his cock which was now vertical and steel rod hard. Greg kept stroking Eric’s cock bring him just to the brink of exploding, then easing off then stroking again, and continued the pattern until Eric could fight it no longer and exploded shooting stream after stream of hot man juice all over the pool deck and Greg who rubbed a finger across it, put it his mouth and said “Tasty”. Greg looked at Eric, gave him a little smirk and said “Now it’s your turn to show me what you learned”. Eric didn’t have to think twice about it. He didn’t bother untying Greg’s speedo, and almost tore it off. Eric bent over and yanked it down to Greg’s ankles. While Eric was down low pulling Greg’s speedo to his ankles, he looked up. Eric was in awe of Greg’s massive member, and couldn’t decide whether to suck Greg’s amazingly perfect cock or to demonstrate the lessons he learned. He decided sucking would have to wait until later. With his speedo off, and his cock no longer confined, Greg was longer and thicker than Eric imagined. Eric apparently didn’t learn his lessons very well, because he forgot about the gentle rubbing and massaging in lesson number one, and grabbed Greg’s cock and started jerking him off fast, LONG and HARD. Although Greg displayed amazing stamina, he succumbed to Erics very talented hands and shot stream after stream all over the pool deck. They both had to clean up so they jumped into the pool to wash off and ended up jerking each other off again. With the water acting as a lubricant, this session was longer and more intense. After exiting the pool, while both were naked on the pool deck still admiring each other’s bodies, they took a break to clean the pool deck so Greg wouldn’t have to explain anything to his boss in the morning. Both were clearly still scoping each other while mopping the deck. How could they not. When they were finished, Eric invited Greg to his room to continue their ‘budding friendship’ and to continue with other forms of play. Eric and Greg swapped speedos, and headed for Eric’s room. While each had a towel draped over one shoulder, they were still wet, wearing just speedos, highlighting their well muscled bodies as they strutted across the lobby, gathering a few well deserved stares from hotel guests. They got into the elevator and gave each other a little crotch grab. Just enough to bone each other up again.
Greg stopped the elevator and went down on Eric. Kissing his way down his chest he stopped at the waist. He pulled Eric’s drawstring out with his teeth. He then went to work on his erection through his pouch. Licking and chewing on the lycra he made Eric moan as his dick expanded. Greg then untied the speedos with his teeth. With a yank the speedos were at Eric’s ankles and Greg started jerking him off with speed and force. Eric erupted with Greg pointing the explosion towards Eric’s chest and face. “Let’s get you cleaned up”, Greg smilled as he made Eric step out of his own speedo. His cum dripped into his eyes making him blink as he heard the elevator start again. The doors binged open as Eric was shoved out the doors. As the doors closed leaving Eric with an erection and covered in cum wearing only his tanline, Greg threw him his own room card . “Join me when you get cleaned up.”
Eric was feeling totally humiliated and more than a little pissed at Greg. Eric looked around and he saw a hot guy and his very hot girlfriend walking toward the elevator where he was standing cum soaked and totally naked. He couldn’t really cover up and decided to just stand tall and proudly walk down the hallway toward his room, with his dick swinging, while expecting some kind of nasty remark from the guy or shriek from the girl. Instead the couple stopped and gave Eric an admiring look. The guy turned to his girlfriend and said “He’s HOT, just what we’ve BOTH been looking for. Should we ask him to join us?” They introduced themselves as John and Brenda and gave Eric their room number and invited him to have some HOT sex and play with each of them, some together, and some with one watching as the other “played” with Eric… That sure took the edge off Eric’s embarrassment, and managed to get him semi hard again, which did not escape the couple’s attention. Brenda licked her lips and John started bulging. Eric said he’d give them a call later, but for now he needed to shower and plan some payback. John gave Eric a little slap on the butt and said they’d be looking forward to his call and visit. This was a first for Eric, and he was actually looking forward to it while wondering how the hookup would play out. Eric went back to his room, showered and called the couple. They talked for a few minutes and agreed to meet Eric at his room. The conversation continued once they got there. John and Brenda, along with Eric walked to Greg’s room. Brenda knocked on the door. Greg, a little annoyed, shouted “I gave you my key card”, and then opened the door, obviously expecting Eric, because he was naked and HARD, as usual. Greg was totally shocked and confused when he saw Brenda at his door. Before He knew what was happening, Brenda grabbed his balls and squeezed them hard, nearly paralyzing him and taking any potential fight out of him. John and Eric appeared from each side of the doorway. They each grabbed an arm and dragged Greg to the bed, where they tied his wrists and ankles to the bedposts, while Brenda maintained her death grip on his balls. Once he was secured Brenda let go of his balls, apologized, and said she’d make up for it. She lifted Greg’s cock out of the way, kissing it as she did, and started to mouth and lick his balls. Greg didn’t really know what to make of this. There he was, naked, hard, tied, and helpless, getting his balls licked. Greg figured, why fight it, just lay back and enjoy what ever was cumming. Eric started stroking Greg and when he got him as hard as was possible, he turned him over to John. John took Greg’s shaft in his mouth and started giving Greg what he would later admit to be the best blow job of his life. Brenda watched, taking in all the action while patiently waiting for her turn to ravage Greg.
I’m not sure about you guys but when I edited that story, I had a raging boner in my ADIDAS speedos. It was the middle of the day when I was staying at my mates place in Sydney last week (he wasn’t home and is 100% str8). I thought about trying to find a hookup but I was just too horny!!!
I jumped in the shower and I can’t believe how hard my cock was… I soaped it up and went to town!!!
How did you feel after reading that?
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Growing up I swam, was a junior lifeguard and played every other sport (cricket, rugby, tennis) but I never played waterpolo. I can’t even remember hearing of anyone playing it.
It is probably a shame, I think waterpolo and my speedo fetish would go hand in hand – or hand in speedo.
Here are some pics from a new photo gallery that I have been working on. Just imagine what these guys are getting up to in the change rooms after practice……
