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A couple of days ago I was talking about not having any red speedos in my collection.  Another speedo that I have an affinity for is the ADIDAS 3-Stripe speedos.

They are just a great fit, beautiful lycra material and from my experience, they seem to last for ages.  I’m finding AussieBum’s tend to fade and the elastic parts of Speedo-Brand speedos tend to fail.  No such trouble with the ADIDAS speedos.

I think I need to do a bit of a refresh of my entire speedo collection…..

Here are some guys looking fantastic in their ADIDAS speedos:

ADIDAS Speedos

For members, here are some of my ADIDAS 3-Stripe selfie pics (non-members, you can see the thumbnails).  Joining is only $5.

February 19th, 2024

Morning Speedo Boner

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This is how I wake up most mornings.  Raging boner, stretching the lycra of a pair of speedos.

How do you wake up?

February 13th, 2024

Captain of the Footy Team

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Hey guys, I first published this experience last year and from the feedback I got, it was your favourite.  The bloke who wrote it is a long time member and we were chatting online and he told me about this experience he had.  I encouraged him to write about it and it really is an amazing experience.

Everyone, including me, wanted to know what happened later in the footy season…. well, I am just polishing up the final version of that and I will have it ready for you guys tomorrow.

Thought I’d post this to give you a refresh.

Cya tomorrow guys.


The whole COVID thing screwed my life up a bit. Like a lot of young Aussie’s, I was doing the London thing. With border closures and lock downs, I ended up back in Australia, as a bit of a nomad. After over a year I finally settled down in a little beach town on the east coast.

Being new to town, I didn’t know anyone so I tried to get out, mingle, and make some friends.

One thing I did was join the local AFL (Australian Rules) footy team. I had played in high school, I wasn’t very good back then, and I haven’t gotten any better with age. I wasn’t that interested in playing any games, just go to training and have some beers with the guys afterwards.

I kept an eye out and when I saw that they had started preseason training, I bought some footy boots, a mouth guard and went along.

It was a pretty good bunch of guys, I’m thirty years old and most of the guys were in their early twenties. There were a handful of new guys, like me, but the core of the team was a group of guys in their early twenties who had grown up together. The captain of the team, who everyone called Macca, was twenty-one years old and just gorgeous, ow sorry, I mean Macca was a great footy player. Dirty blonde shoulder length hair, tall, wiry thin and not an ounce of fat on him. Those short footy shorts made his legs look like they went up forever. Macca’s best mate, and vice captain, is another gorgeous twenty-one year old they call Digger.

I won’t bore you guys with any more team details, but let met just say that being in a locker room with twenty, twenty year old guys in footy gear or less gave me some jerk off material for when I would get home after training.

Yes, I am gay and I am out to my friends but I don’t wear it on my sleeve. When I’m single, nobody would know or have any reason to think I’m gay. My sexuality was not something I had advertised to my new footy team mates.

Our second game of the season was an away game (about an hours drive away) and my car was at the mechanics. It was no big deal, someone gave me a ride to the game and it was the skipper, Macca, who gave me a ride home, since he lived on my side of town (he still lives with his parents). I invited Macca in for a beer or a rumbo to thank him for giving me a ride and he said sure.

Being completely honest, while I had naughty thoughts, in the privacy of my own masturbation sessions, about my team mates, there was no way on the planet I would have the courage to make a move and none of the guys gave off the slightest hint of being gay. At the first two games there was a little entourage of the girlfriends. With that in mind, I purely asked Macca in for a drink to thank him for the ride home, and thanks for being nice, considering I’m one of the worst players in the team and they have made me feel welcome.

While I was getting some beer out of the fridge Macca noticed the spa (hottub/jacuzzi) in on my back patio. He asked if it works, I said hell yeah it does and I’ve been spending some time in it after pulling up sore from footy. Macca asked if he could jump in, hell yeah (my mind did a little cartwheel). I was more composed in my outward approval of letting Macca use the spa. Handing him a beer I told him I’d grab some towels and asked if he need any shorts? He replied that he was wearing DT’s (dick togs aka speedos) which would be fine. Yes, they would be fine Macca (I said in my head).

I have a thing for speedos, more for guys wearing speedos, hence why I’m a fan of the speedo blog. What has surprised me since coming back from London is the number of Aussie guys who are wearing DT’s/speedos. It seems like most of my footy team mates wear them as underwear when playing and there are younger guys wearing them at the beach which wasn’t the case when I was in my twenties.

Walking outside to the spa, Macca was already submerged up to his neck and I saw his team footy shorts and hoodie on the ground. I dropped my footy shorts to reveal my classic black speedo and jumped in.

Just a couple of footy team mates sitting in a spa, each wearing less than a handkerchief.

It wasn’t long until our beers were empty, Macca offered to get refills and I gladly accepted the view of his lithe body, dripping with water getting out of the spa, his ass looked like it was sculptured and just as hard as marble.

After our second beer, I said I was going to swap to rum and Macca asked if it was alright if he had one. It seemed like he might be in for a bit of a session and since he didn’t live far he could leave his car at my house and walk home.

We settled in for a bit of a session. Conversation flowed, every two drinks I got to soak in the eye candy that was Macca’s beautiful body getting out of my spa and the view of him walking in to the house. Nothing naughty was discussed, I was not hitting on Macca at all but knew that I would be picturing him when I jerked off, which I thought would be about two minutes after he left.

Then Macca dropped the hammer. Must have been the drinks that loosened him up and he finally asked me if I was gay.

Not the first person to ever ask me, but I was a little surprised because I thought I hadn’t shown any inkling of being gay. I asked him why he thought that? He replied that his best mate, Digger, thought so. Answering a question, with a question, I asked how did Digger know?

Another hammer drops… Digger goes a bit both ways, according to Macca. I admitted than I had no idea, my gaydar (gay radar) has never been any good.

Macca repeated his question, am I gay? Assuring me that it is no problem.

I admitted I am gay. Not in between, like Digger, but one hundred percent gay. Macca complimented me saying that he had no idea and I didn’t seem very gay, for me that is a compliment, probably not a compliment to most of the gay community. Macca wanted to continue questioning me about my gayness (his words, not mine), but I wanted to hear about Digger’s ‘gayness’. It wasn’t difficult to move the conversation in that direction, Macca (and I) were slowly getting a little tipsy.

Digger has a girlfriend, cute little blonde thing I have seen at footy training, so I asked Macca about that. Macca assured me that nobody knows Digger does gay things except him, and he declared that nobody but him knows that I am gay either.

It was during this part of the conversation that Macca dropped the hammer that Digger has blown him in the past.

Being playful, I jested that maybe Macca is really gay as well. Nah mate, he replied. A mouth is a mouth right? Using his straight, slightly red neck reasoning, he told me that it makes sense that guys suck dick better than chicks since we know what feels good. And he knows, he has had a string of girlfriends who don’t really like sucking cock.

Now I started to think that maybe Macca was a little keen.

Being a little more frank than I usually would be (beer and Rum assisted) I asked Macca if he would like a blowjob? From a real expert.

Yeah why not, was Macca’s reply. Saying it as if he had nothing better to do, so why not get his cock sucked from his new team mate. I slid across the spa and said to Macca I’d just make sure he is warmed up. My right hand touched his right knee and I slid my hand up his thigh. Before I got to his cock he made me promise not to tell anyone. Of course, a mouth is just a mouth I assured him. My hand moved to the front of his speedo and to my surprise, he was rock hard.


Rest is for members only guys and part two of this experience will unfortunately be for members only as well.

The author is very careful about his discretion (he has a great job and doesn’t want to be outted) and he also thinks that it wouldn’t be too hard for people to identify him from what he has already written.

Plus, I like to look after my members.

February 11th, 2024

Tied up in Speedos

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My first sexual experiences were with my best friend.  We really only fooled around, but part of that experience was speedos (of course).  It was during an Australian summer so it was hot and we hung out in speedos, and I was always horny, so one thing led to another.

I’m sure this is why I have my deep rooted speedo fetish.

Part of our experimentation was being tied to a chair.  Looking back, we really didn’t do it properly.

I’ve since, done it properly, and would love to do it more……  in speedos of course.

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February 5th, 2024

Lake Powell Threesome

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July 2018, Kip invited me to tag along on a Bucks/Bachelor Party week on Lake Powell in the southern United States. I thought it was a great idea and an excuse to get away from the Australian winter. I had met the couple that were getting married (2 guys) during a previous visit to Kip’s place in Breckenridge and they were really nice guys and were excited for me to come along.

As you can expect, it was fantastic!!!

Lake Powell is part of a hydro/irrigation scheme on the Colorado River and it is down in Utah/Arizona.  I’ve never been down that way and the scenery was just awesome, the weather was perfect and I couldn’t believe the water – fresh water that was clean and warm…. beats salt water any day.

The boat was speedo friendly and Kip and I weren’t the only ones to wear speedos pretty much the entire time.

Here are the speedos that I took with me: my black nylon Corka’s, my Aussie flag Turbos, my black ADIDAS 3-stripe speedos and my red Arena speedos.  The photos below are near where we tied the boat up…. I’m wearing the red Arena’s at the time.

Lake Powell Speedos

Lake Powell was awesome. Kip and I barely wore anything other than just speedos the entire time which is something I don’t even get to do here at home in Australia because I have random people dropping by all the time.

There were 13 of us one the boat and if you consider Kip and I a couple, it was 6 couples and one single guy (Jason).  Kip and I had our own room with a double bed, 2 of the couples pitched tents (hehehe) on the top deck of fhe boat.  Everyone kind of had their own space.

Poor Jason was going to camp on the top deck but for 3 nights he ended up sleeping with Kip and I.

Probably half the guys wore speedos anytime they got wet but Jason, Kip and I were the ones who wore speedos ALL the time.

I’m sure I’ve made the argument before, and I will make it again.  Speedos are an ice breaker and the first afternoon when we finally got the houseboat out of the marina Kip and I knew that we would be fucking Jason somehow, someway during the trip.

The first night Jason just snuck into our room as Kip and I were making out in our speedos (Kip wearing some navy AussieBums, me wearing my ADIDAS 3-stripe and Jason wearing a pair of classic black lycra speedos).  Kip and I had joked that we expected Jason any minute. The next morning nobody else on the boat commented but I’m sure they all knew what was going on.

That first full day everyone was a little hung over so it was a slow start and everyone was just in and out of the water.  As the afternoon approached Kip and I decided to go on a hike to see if we could get up high on the mesa (that is a new word for me), we asked if anyone else wanted to come along but Jason was the only taker.  The three of us set off in tennis/running shoes and our speedos (I was wearing my red Arena speedos, Kip was wearing my Aussie flag Turbo speedos and Jason was wearing his black lycra speedo brand speedos.  I took a pack and put the usual supplies, water, towel, beer, condoms and lube).

The hike was nice and when we reached the mesa I finally got an idea of the lay of the land.  The three of us sat down and enjoyed a beer and the view.

I don’t think I finished my beer before Jason was rubbing the front of Kip’s Turbo speedos.  I love watching anyone have sex so I was happy to sit back and enjoy the show.  As the good friend that I am, I pulled out the condoms and lube so they were handy when Jason and Kip needed them.  It doesn’t take a genius to realize that I was 100% hard and straining the front of my red speedos.

One thing led to another, Kip’s Turbo speedos were removed (the material in Turbo speedos is really high quality but not very elastic), Jason’s cock was out the leg of his speedo and he began fucking Kip.

Watching this was pretty hot.  I wanted some and I had an idea… a position that I have seen but never tried.

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So, after our trip Jason sent through a whole bunch (36 in total) photos of him in his speedos. He has an impressive collection and most of the photos were taken by an old boyfriends of his who loved taking photos.

When Jason sent these photos through, he did ask me to be a little bit discrete in publishing them so they are only available for members.  This is the idea of the members area, somewhere I can post things that are a little more sensitive which I think you guys would love to see, but that I usually wouldn’t be allowed to publish. It isn’t that I’m holding back on you guys, it is that I’m getting to share share more.

Membership is only $5 and of course I always appreciate your support.

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January 11th, 2024

Locker Room Selfies

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I am working on a post about some of my locker room experiences.  There have been a few over the years.

While searching the archives or previous posts I found these selfies I took years ago in the locker room of the pool I use when I am in Colorado visiting Kip (Kip is my server admin/head tech guy).

I think it is funny/odd that in the USA/Colorado, I was the only guy who would wear a speedo in the lap pool, but in the change rooms guys were walking around naked like it was a nude beach.

Keep an eye out in the coming days for my locker room post, will have links to my naughty locker room experiences.

November 22nd, 2023
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