I love sharing my naughty speedo experiences, it was my first threesome all those years (and threesomes) ago that got me to start this blog.  Of course, I love it when others share their naughty speedo experiences as well and over the years I’ve been able to share with you guys a lot of those.

Chris is an old time friend of mine (we haven’t actually done anything naughty together but have had a few drinks together in Boulder during my travels to the states), he is a long time member and he was telling me about an experience he had in Vegas recently.  I asked him if he would like to share it.  He is now in Mexico on holidays (he works in the travel industry) and said why not?

I’ve been helping him with it and it was pretty hot.  Hope you guys enjoy it, Chris will be reading the comments so feel free to leave some feedback.

Hey guys, I have never wrirtten about any of my sexual experiences before but I love reading about Dave’s sexual adventures (aka Aussie Speedo Guys) and with a little bit of prompting, he has convinced me to put pen to paper.

My name is Chris, I live in Boulder, I am gay but most people wouldn’t know it. I’m 38yo, my boyfriend, Thomas, is 22yo and is a student at CU. We have been ‘dating’ for a year but it is all about the sex and I can’t see us getting married or anything. My friends tease me about having such a young boyfriend but I’m not complaining. While we are a couple, I know that Thomas totally screws around and it is just something that isn’t talked about.

I love travelling and having a boyfriend to travel with (even if I pay for everything) is better than travelling alone. Yes, I do get a little jealous hearing about what Thomas gets up to but I am OK with it.

At the end of summer I had a work trip, my first one since COVID, it was out to Vegas and of course I asked Thomas to come along. It is a 10 hour drive door to door (I have done it a few times) and I’ve got a nice work car so I proposed driving. One of my work colleagues, Patrick (Pat) decided to tag along for the drive at the last minute. We left early, around 6am, and I figured we’d get out there by 3pm with the time change and have some time in the pool and a party night. Thomas was a little hungover and slept most of the way, Pat and I talked about work most of the way, which sounds boring but was actually really good.

Pat is my age, married, two kids, pretty cute wife, one of the few people that knows I’m gay and has no problems with it. It has never really come up in conversation. He is a cool dude, and he is really good at his job.

We get to Vegas, I think I was the one who taught Dave (Aussie Speedo Guy) where to park when staying at Paris, and even thought it has been over a year since I was there, it all felt like yesterday. We checked in, Pat was in the hotel room next to Thomas and I. Surprisingly, I felt pretty good after the drive but was definitely keen for a drink. We told Pat to come over and we’d have a drink before heading to the pool.

Pat came over wearing his pool shorts, t-shirt, hat and had a drink in hand. Thomas and I had just poured a drink and Pat slammed his down so I poured him another one.

This is a photo I took last time I was in Vegas

We had just spent 10 hours in a car together but the conversation still flowed and we had a great view of the pool which was pretty quiet. I had just poured our second drink (Pat’s third) when Thoams went in to the bathroom. He came out wearing the new Turbo brand speedo that I had bought him for the trip.

He was wearing the speedo and nothing else. He also had a semi (semi hard on) and he looked delicious.

At first I was a little bit embarassed. But with Thomas standing there in all his speedo glory Pat said “You could make a married man question himself wearing that Thomas.” This was just the kind of attention Thomas loves and he walked over to where Pat was sitting on the bed. His crotch was at Pat’s eye level and he was inviting Pat to touch him. Pat looked over at me.

I think if I was ten years younger I would have been upset or jealous but I’m kind of used to Thomas being a little slut, so with Pat looking at me I just said “What is done in Vegas….”

Pat reached out and started rubbing Thomas’s crotch.

Thomas was looking at me with a very cheeky grin on his face. He even put both of his hands behind his head as he let my married, straight, work colleague rub his cock.

After a few minutes of this Thomas got Pat off the bed, on his feet and started making out with him. I really couldn’t believe it, I didn’t think Pat had a gay bone in his body but… that is Vegas baby. Thomas took Pat’s shirt off and the big surprise (there were a lot of surprises) was when Thomas took off Pat’s shorts, Pat was wearing a pair of red AussieBum speedos.

Wow!!!

It was pretty hot watching my twenty something year old boyfriend making out with a guy nearly twice his age. Their cocks were both hard and rubbing together.

I was hard too watching this as you can imagine.

Thomas broke off the kissing and looking in to Pat’s eyes he told him that he would give him the best blowjob of his life, but he had to promise to wear those red speedos to the pool.

I think Pat would have sold his children for a blowjob at that minute and he readily agreed. Thomas lead him back to the bed and right next to where I was sitting Pat sat down and my boyfriend got on his knees between Pat’s legs. Thomas released Pat’s cock out the leg of his red AussieBum speedos and he went to work.

Thomas loves cock and he is perhaps the best cock sucker I have experienced. It is half technique, and it is half just a love of cock and he has both of those.

This was too much for me. I got up, dropped my shorts, went to the bathroom and squirted some lube on my cock. Returning to the room my boyfriend was on his knees sucking Pat’s cock. Thomas was wearing the new speedos and instead of taking them off, I just pulled them aside giving me access to his little twenty year old butt hole.

He didn’t miss a beat as I slipped my cock inside him.

Thomas and I had never done any group or threesome stuff together before and seeing the pleasure he was bringing Pat while I fucked him was really hot.

It was Pat whose orgasm started first. OMG he was sooooo loud I’m sure anyone in the hallway would have heard him. For at least a minute before his orgasm he was yelling. That got me pretty worked up as well and I came in Thomas’s arse shortly after Pat came in Thomas’s mouth.

That was pretty intense.

Pat kept thanking Thomas telling him it was the best blowjob he has ever had.

After another drink and a little bit of a debrief on what just happened we headed down to the pool. Thomas made Pat wear his red speedo which he did try to get out of. We were the only three guys wearing speedos at the pool but it was pretty quiet and nobody bothered us or cared.

We kept drinking and after about an hour Thomas (who had been on his phone a little bit) announced that there were more ‘speedo guys’ joining us.

This confused Pat and I so Thomas explained. He had been on Grindr and there were two guys staying at the hotel and they had seen the three of us in the pool wearing speedos. Thomas said they were coming down to join us and would be speedo’ing it up as well.

I hope you enjoyed my first attempt at writing about having sex. There is more for me to write if you think my writing is good enough.

A few weeks ago I sucked off my new Landlord. He is a completely straight acting guy, is married but admitted to me that he used to do ‘gay stuff’ when he was in his late teens and early twenties.

We were both sitting in my unit, wearing only speedos after a swim in the pool and I got on my knees and sucked him off.  I then straddled him and jerked off making a mess of his blue speedos (which I still have and you can see photos of below).  We ran in to each other the next day and he thanked me and everything was cool.  His thank you indicated that he might want more.

• Click here to read all the juicy details about how that came about and what happened.

Fast forward a week after our first night, and it was last Sunday and we organized to catch up and watch footy at my place.  I kind of expected things to turn sexual and I was super horny in anticipation.

When The Landlord arrived at my place, just before kick off, he was with his wife.  Maybe things weren’t going to turn sexual.

I had actually thought about answering the door wearing only his blue speedos with a raging boner, thank God I didn’t.

I get along great with The Landlord’s wife and I think that she wanted to do a little impromptu unit inspection which I was completely fine with.  The three of us had a drink and after the first half of footy was over she decided to leave.  The Landlord walked her to the door and when it was closed, I heard him lock it, things were about to get sexual.  I was in the kitchen getting us another drink and when I returned The Landlord had stripped down to a pair of black lycra speedos and was back on the couch.

It was a beautiful sight.

I handed him his drink and stood in front of him and stripped down to the blue speedos that he had left behind last time we fooled around (they were soaked in two loads of cum so he couldn’t really take them home for his wife to wash).

Sitting next to him on the couch our thighs were touching.  I reached over and started rubbing the front of his speedo.

The Landlord didn’t take his blue speedos home and after writing about this I am SUPER horny so I’m going to go and ruin them.  Would you guys like a video of me jerking off in to his speedos?

If there was a hidden camera it would have looked pretty much like this….

I think one of the hottest things is an older guy who is discretely (secretly) bi.

When people think of a middle aged guy having an affair it is usually with their female secretary or yoga teacher… but I wonder how often it is with a younger guy at the pool.  Which is what happened with my Married Guy (click here to read how we met).

Here is an experience that one of my new members sent to me.  I’m not 100% sure if it is a true story or fiction but either way it is hot!!!

When I was young, I developed a crush on my father’s friend. They weren’t related but I call him “uncle” because of how frequently he comes by the house to help my dad with stuff. He became somewhat a paternal figure for me. He was a bit younger than my dad but old enough to be my own father.

Now, I’m 25 and he’s about 43 I think. We saw each other again. I have already moved out of our home and live many miles away. He was in the city I was living in for a conference. We passed by each other in a cafe and spoke for a short while.

He was still so good looking but this time he was so grown. His shoulders were broader, his face was more mature, and his hair is flaked with white strands. I couldn’t resist the urge to undress him in my head. We spoke for a few minutes and he was a fun guy to talk to. The last time we saw each other I was leaving for college and was a fairly skinny and short. Now, I’m still nothing compared to his big body but I’ve gained a bit of muscle to look decent and cute.

He was in town for two more days and he asked if I wanted to stop by his hotel to have dinner. I said yes because I couldn’t pass on the opportunity.

I texted my dad that night to tell him I saw Uncle Greg. He gave me an few short update about what has been happening to him recently. Turns out, he and his wife are separated and are living in different homes. Recently, he caught his wife sleeping with another guy.

The night of our dinner. I was surprised to find that he wasn’t in the hotel restaurant. Turns out, he wanted to have dinner in his room. I went up to his room and knocked. He opened the door and I saw him dressed in a nice shirt and pants. We were both casually dressed, nothing too fancy. There was already food on the table and a bottle of wine in a bucket.

We began to eat and I’m telling him stories about what is going on with me recently. I told him about my boyfriend, and he was surprised to find out that I was gay.

He didn’t know I was gay and so did my dad. I forgot for a moment that I was speaking to my uncle, a friend of my dad’s. I asked him not to tell my dad, he said yes. After that he was asking stuff about my gay lifestyle. Not in an offensive way, but with curiosity. He wanted to know if I suck dick, if I take it in the ass, or if I swallow.

He popped open the wine and began pouring me and himself a glass. After a few drinks, we decided to sit on his bed. He didn’t stop with the gay questions until he finally asked if I think he is attractive.

I didn’t know how to answer at first because I didn’t know if he was serious. He began rubbing my thighs and looking into my eyes. “I think you’re handsome,” he said. He then told me the story about how he thinks he’s bi. He had a previous sexual experience with a person he didn’t want to tell me who. Upon further inquiry, I found out it was with my dad. In the nights that he slept over when I was young and they were drinking, it would usually end up with my dad in his knees sucking his cock.

Not going to lie, the idea turned me on a bit. Thinking about my dad sucking his friend’s dick got me so flushed and hard. My uncle could see the outline of my dick in my pants.

“Do you want to suck me off?” He asked. I said yes so he pushed me on the floor and let me unbuckle his belt and pull his jeans down. His dick was thick but not long, but it was enough to render me weak because it looked so good. I kissed the tip and started sucking it. His hands were grabbing the sheets of the hotel bed. He was moaning and feeling so good, I can tell. I give good head.

I started playing with his nipple with my other hand at one point. His hands were brushing my hair and I can feel his eyes looking directly at me sucking his cock.

“You have a boyfriend right?” He asked me and I nodded my head while pumping his dick. “Whose dick is better.” I said his.

He chuckled at my response. He said my dad loved his dick too, even though he was happily married to my mom. “You two are so unfaithful for my dick.” Like father, like son I guess.

A few minutes later, he lifted me up and pushed me down on the bed. “Can I fuck you?”

I received a text from the Married Guy earlier today, here it what it said….

Read what you got up to last Monday… got me horny and I want a piece of your arse.  Your place at 3pm.  Be ready.

I love that the Married Guy follows my sexual adventures, he is a fully paid member.  Of course I would have given him a free membership since he is the star of so many of my recent experiences but I suppose he can afford a $5 membership.  When you join it comes up as Gocah Limited so it doesn’t matter if his wife looks at it.

While I sit here waiting for him to come over and fuck my brains out I thought I’d post some pics of real men wearing speedos.  If any of these guys wanted to fuck my brains out I’d be a willing recipient.

Ow, and if you didn’t get to read about my speedo surfing experience, click here to see that post.

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.

For those of you who are members…. you can click here to read all the details of what happened after Tony (aka the Married Guy) came over to my house a couple of Friday’s ago.

Of you are not a member, then you are missing out!!!  I’ve kept part of this story for members only not just because they are the guys who help keep this all running, but also because I would like to keep some of this information at least semi-private.

Joining is a whole $4.95 and I’m adding 2 hours of new movies this week alone as well – I think it is worth it.  Go to www.SwimmerBoyz.com/join.asp

Back to what I wanted to share with you guys in this public forum.

On that Friday, after we had drained each others cocks (yes it was really fucking hot), we put ourselves back together, ie tucked ourselves back in our speedos.  Mine were a bit of a mess so I changed into a pair of black ADIDAS 3-stripe speedos and I got the Married Guy a towel to clean some of my cum off his chest.  It wasn’t coming out that well since he has a bit of chest hair.  Then we were standing around my breakfast bar like we were 15 minutes earlier although we both felt a lot less nervous.

Again, the Married Guy was wearing his AussieBum XS speedos, I was now wearing my black ADIDAS 3-stripe speedos and we were wearing nothing else.

I had poured us both a Jack and coke but since we got distracted we had barely touched them.

We both complimented each other on our blowjobs and we agreed that we’d both been looking forward to it.  The Married Guy said that he thought that I might be the infamous ‘Dave Speedo Evans’ for a while and he had been trying to find a way to strike up a conversation but the opportunity hadn’t presented itself until that day at the pool when I was checking my phone and drying off.

I checked with the Married Guy if it was OK if I mentioned what we’ve been getting up to on my blog and he said it has an honor and he feels that I’m keeping his privacy in mind which is important to him, as it is important to me.

There was still an elephant in the room….. he is the Married Guy…..  a Married Guy who just had my cock in his mouth and I took a load of his cum down my throat and to top it off, he was standing in my kitchen wearing nothing but a pair of speedos, with a guy nearly 20 years his junior who was also wearing nothing but a pair of speedos.

I had to ask but didn’t know how to…….

I did get to ask the Married Guy about his sexuality and his married life and if he had and ‘arrangement’ with his wife (who is really hot from the photos I’ve seen of her online).  This is something that while it probably won’t expose or ‘out’ the Married Guy, it isn’t something I am going to share completely out in the public.

Of course, I’ll share it with members…. so join now to read more – www.SwimmerBoyz.com.