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’……

Friday here on the Sunshine Coast, and the place is living up to its name, it is sunny.  Not a cloud in the sky.

I was up early this morning and I’m changing my daily routine up.

Usually I would fill my coffee mug and go for a walk for maybe 45 minutes, then drop by the ocean pool and bang out 2kms, then grab a coffee on the way home and start my work day.

Today, I was up early and had a coffee while I worked (in bed for the first hour), then I moved up to the roof because it is a little warmer.  With 4 hours of work done I’m packed up and about to ride my bike a little bit north to a quiet beach and do some more work.  Work on my speedo tan and some paperwork.  I’ll take my Kindle as well and maybe get some reading in.

Nothing naughty planned.  If you’d like to read about one of my more naughty beach experiences, click here.

Warning, it involved me being covered in 5 loads of cum and it all started with two members of this blog asking me exactly where I was going to hang out at the beach.

I will be getting a swim in today…. a late swim.

It was a month ago that I was at the pool late and followed one of the lifeguards and a hot swimmer in to the showers just before closing time.  I wrote about that experience as well, click here to read it.  At the time it was indicated to me that this was a regular thing but since that Friday we’ve had lockdowns and then I was away and it just hasn’t happened but it is on my schedule today.

I’m going to be super horny all day but it will be worth it if these two hot young guys are at the pool.

Hopefully I’ll have some juicy details to share with you guys tomorrow.

By the way: both of those stories are mostly for members only.  It is the financial support (it is $5 to join, that allows me the time to sit down and write about my experiences as well as pay the hosting fees, pay Kip, buy speedo porn movies and keep this blog free of pop up ads and crap like that.  There are over 5,000 readers of this blog daily and 80% of those aren’t members.  It is a shame all the things they are missing out on.  It is only $5.

If you’d like to join but aren’t sure, shoot me an email anytime (DaveEvans@SpeedoFetish.com).  If you are a member, email me anytime as well, I love chatting to members directly and spend an hour or so a day doing just that.

Thanks for your support guys.

It was Monday morning in Australia and I was looking forward to a productive start to the week.  I was up early, I went for a swim and a sauna, bacon and eggs for breakfast and I was settling in to a big day of work.

The I received a Facebook message from an old tennis partner of mine Matt.

After high school I played a little bit of tennis and I was teamed up with a guy called Matt. Nice guy, better tennis player than I was and we would have a beer after tennis but were never super close mates. He was (is) maybe five years older than me and he was married to this super hot Norwegian chick. I remember her coming to tennis to cheer us on. i think it was just as I started travelling and stopped playing tennis that Matt and his Norwegian missus got divorced.

Since then, I haven’t seen Matt at all.  A few years ago he Facebook stalked me and we had a few exchanges on there but when I was back in Queensland (where I grew up) we never seemed to be able to arrange a chance to catch up, or have a hit of tennis which would be great.

It was Matt who messaged me just after midday that Monday.  “Dave, you are up on the Sunshine Coast right? Missus and I are up for the day at the &%##^* Surf Club having a beer, come join us if you are free.”

That surf club is less than fifty meters from where I’m living and I thought it would be rude if I didn’t go and have a beer.  So I threw on some clothes and wandered over the road.

I walked in and could pick Matt out straight away and he saw me. Hugs like old mates. I hadn’t met his new wife, Lisa before, and again Matt chose a smoking hot wife (brunette this time instead of the Norwegian blonde). It was just like old times and Matt was telling embarrassing stories about me that I had honestly forgotten about. We were laughing so hard that people were looking at us like maybe we were the drunk people.  We weren’t… yet. After we all got a round of beers I said that I’d prefer to switch to scotch or rum, and I asked Matt and Lisa if they would like to head back to my place?

That is what we did.

On the walk back to my place we had to move their car so they didn’t get a parking ticket and I mentioned to bring up their swimsuits in case we ended up in the rooftop hottub.

Back at my little unit we had a real drink and the laughter continued.  I think it was after two drinks that Lisa suggested we go check out the rooftop hottub.  Sounded like a good idea.  I offered them the bathroom if they needed to get changed but they both said they were wearing their togs. Being such a fan of speedos of course that made me think. Matt was wearing a pair of dress shorts with a leather belt, if they are wearing their togs does that mean he is speedo’ing it up?

Of course, I was wearing speedos under my shorts.

Up at the hottub, Matt dropped his shorts and revealed a navy blue speedo. I dropped my shorts and revealed my new Q speedos (you can see pics of me wearing them on my blog) and Lisa slipped off her light dress to reveal a red bikini. We all got in the tub like old friends.  I think we were there maybe five minutes when three ladies joined us. They were rather large ladies but great fun and joined in chatting. This did mean that our threesome had to bunch up at one end of the hottub. There was some touching but I didn’t think anything of it, just accidental.

With our drinks empty, Lisa suggested we head back to the unit to watch a footy game (AFL, Aussie Rules) that was about to start.

As the three of us got out of the hottub, I could feel the eyes of the three fat chicks checking Matt and I out. I have to admit, we both looked pretty good in our speedos.

Back at my little unit I poured another drink, yes we were all getting a little tipsy but we weren’t driving anywhere. Lisa and Matt sat on the couch with their towels wrapped around them. Since my unit only has one three person couch I was about to sit down on the floor when Lisa and Matt compelled me to sit on the couch with them. Instead of them sitting next to each other, they made me sit in the middle. Definitely a little odd.

The footy started and it was just like three old friends hanging out.

Lisa got up to go to the bathroom and she returned without her towel. So now I was sitting there between a chick in a red bikini, and a guy in a speedo, with a towel around him. But the towel wouldn’t last long, within five minutes of Lisa loosing her towel, Matt got up to go to the bathroom and he returned without his towel.

Half time came and it was time for Lisa and Matt to make their move. Lisa started by asking how the Covid had effected my sex life? I replied that it definitely hadn’t helped. Then Matt said that it had effected their sex life too. By now I think the three of us knew where this conversation was going. I played along and asked, as a couple, how had the restrictions effected your sex life?

It was Lisa who replied, “We are very open minded Dave.” And as she said it her hand slipped under my towel. Only resting on my thigh and I could see in her eyes her anticipation of my response. I stayed silent and it was Matt who broke that silence. “Are you open minded Dave?”

If they only knew…. actually, they were about to find out.

I replied to Matt that I am very open minded.

Then, something I didn’t expect but I was hoping for, Matt slid his hand under my towel and rested it on my thigh. Matt asked me again, “Really open minded Dave?”

I know it is super cheesey, and you will laugh at me but I did the whole movie theatre thing where I pretended to yawn and put my arms around both of them. As I reassured them that I was “Very, open minded.” I gently pulled Matt towards me and we starting kissing.

Holy cow!!! I never had any inkling that Matt was this ‘open minded’, he is just about as Aussie and a bloke can get.

While we made out, I felt Lisa trying to take my towel off me and I lifted my butt to help her out. My cock was fully hard and she was rubbing it through the lycra of my speedos.

I couldn’t believe it, I was making out with my old tennis partner, while his wife was rubbing my cock!!!

We broke off our kiss, it was Lisa that was feeling left out and she turned my head towards her and I started kissing her. While our tongues were wrestling I could feel Matt undoing the drawstring of my speedos. Wow, things moved quickly.

As I felt Matt pull back on the drawstring, giving him access to my cock, Lisa and I stopped kissing and we admired the view of her husband, on he knees about to take my cock in his mouth.

Haven’t kids had enough time off this year? Why do they have to have more bloody skool holidays?

Aussie beach towns just suck during holidays, soooooo many people!!!

Usually the beach looks like this:

But instead, looks something like this (OK, not this bad but on the weekend it was close):

That is why during our summer break (all of December and January) I try and get over to Colorado and visit Kip.

This morning I walked down to the beach for my morning swim and I nearly lost my towel and shorts because there were sooooo many darn people. Last night when I drove in to my buildings garage it too me 10 minutes to park because the two people in front of me seemed like they had never parked a car before – grrrrr.

Well, I am sitting here, looking at the busy beach wearing nothing but my speedos… life really isn’t that bad is it?

Maybe I should see if there are any Dad’s out there looking to get away from the wife and kids for some discrete fun? That would bring a smile to my face and make me less grumpy.  And I think I’d be a good release for any Dad/Family Guy to unwind for a little bit.

I feel like I’m rabbitting on about the number of guys up here in Queensland who are speedo’ing it up but it seems like every day I’m amazed.

This morning, around 10am, go for a quick swim and walking back up the beach which had a few people about, and there was one guy on his own wearing a yellow Budgy Smuggler speedo sun tanning and a guy wearing a classic navy speedo brand speedo, sun tanning next to his bikini clad girlfriend.

I’m loving this place!!!!

I had to work on my speedo tan today because there is some weather coming in and looks like a rainy few days.  That will mean that I’ll be writing about my unexpected threesome.  Keep an eye on here tomorrow.

I shared this experience with members last week and thought I’d share it with everyone today.

This was two weeks ago and since then I’ve caught up with the guys each week for a similar fuck session.

As you guys know (or those who follow me know) I have recently moved up to the Sunshine Coast.  It is in Australia, on the east cost, north of Brisbane in the state of Queensland.

I have always wanted to live up here because it is laid back, the weather is beautiful (that might be why they call it the Sunshine Coast) and the beaches are great.  Me moving up here happened pretty quickly, without much planning and while I have some friends in Brisbane, I don’t actually know anyone here on the coast.

Before you start worrying about me being lonely, remember I am the Aussie Speedo Guy and I have a bit of a history with mobile hookup apps.

Let me tell you about the first friends I made here in my new home town.

It was the end of my first full day in my new unit and after a day at the beach, working on my speedo tan, I was feeling a little bit horny.  Maybe a little bit lonely to go along with feeling horny.  I grabbed my mobile phone, a drink and went up to the rooftop hottub.  Because of all the border closures here in Australia, the building I’m living in has no tourists and feels really empty so I had the hottub all to myself.  I was wearing a pair of AussieBum Portsea’s (they are blue and I have a bit of a history getting in to naughty situations while wearing them).

Sitting in the hottub, on my own, I started updating my details on the hookup app.  Just a little bit of a rant: if you use a dating or hookup app, put as much info as you can in there and as many photos as possible.  The whole idea of it is to hookup and the more someone knows about you the better. And then when you message someone, trying putting a little more effort than “Hey”.  If it goes well, I will sucking your cock, or letting your fuck my arse in the next thirty minutes, how about a little more than “Hey”. So I updated my profile, added some new photos (I’ve put on a little bit of weight since the Covid started so wanted up to date pics.

Profile updated, I made a couple of phone calls then ducked back down stairs to get another drink.

It had been half an hour or so since I updated my profile and the app had blown up with messages.  I can’t remember exactly how many messages were in my inbox but if it was twelve, ten of them were the “Hey”.  Jesus Louise some people are slack. In the past I’ve replied to a “Hey” with “Hey is what horses eat.” but this time I just deleted them.

One reply did catch my attention though.  “G’day Dave, looking great in that little speedo. My partner Matt and I would love to meet you. We both prefer being top, think you could handle us? Check out our profile for more details about us and feel free to ask anything.”

I looked at their profile. Two barrel chested Aussie men, these guys were big, late thirties and while their photos didn’t show their faces (I completely understand the need for discretion) there was a photo of them arm in arm on a beach wearing AussieBum speedos.

These guys sounded like fun and just wanted I needed….

These guys live just around the corner so ten minutes later I got their message that they were here. I wrapped my towel around me, threw on my shirt and headed down to the front doors to let the guys in.  They looked just like their photos online and we all shook hands, just like old mates.

We jumped in the elevator and there was an older couple coming up from the basement in there. If they only knew what the three of us were going to get up to in the next hour!

Back on the roof, the guys lost their shirts and shorts and revealed their AussieBum speedos.  I dropped my towel and that made three guys, speedo guys, getting in the hottub.  The guys brought some beer and they were handed around.

When I’m on my knees, the hottub is about nipple deep.  Somehow it worked out that I was in the middle of the hottub, on my knees and the guys were on either side of me.  After a little bit of small talk, a few sips of beer, one of the guys asked me to hold his beer.  No problems.  However, I didn’t realize what he had in mind.  Now I had a beer in each hand which made me a little vulnerable. His hands started roaming around my speedo. His hands were joined by the other guy who put his beer down and his hands started as well.  Four big, masculine hands all over my speedo, front, back, squeezing, rubbing. I was full erect.

Then their hands were inside my speedo.

Without undoing the drawstring their hands slipped under the lycra through the legs.  Hands, everywhere. My balls, my cock, my butt hole.

I wanted to feel how horny these guys were so I managed to put down the beers in my hands and reached under the water to feel the front of their speedos.  The nylon (AussieBum’s are made of nylon instead of lycra) covering their cocks was being stretched. They were both hard, really hard.

If the hottub was private we would have kept going there but since we could have been interrupted at any moment, I suggested we take this threesome back to my unit.

Thankfully nobody joined us in the elevator. Although we had towels around our waists, the towels couldn’t even hide the three hard cocks that were present. And, the conversation might have made any unsuspecting guest blush a little bit. The guys asked me if I liked being Spit Roasted.  Who did they think they were asking? Of course I like being Spit Roasted!

Right there, in the elevator they had a scissors/paper/rock to decide who got first go on my arse.  It felt like my arse was being auctioned off.

Imagine if you were in an elevator with three guys, all shirtless, towels not really hiding their bulging crotches, deciding who got to fuck my arse first.

We didn’t make it all the way in to my unit when our speedos were being removed. I personally prefer to keep them on but it didn’t look like I would get much of a day in proceedings. My speedos were pretty much torn off and the three of us headed to my bedroom. Again, I was between these two muscly guys and they positioned me on my knees.  Before I knew it, I had a cock in my mouth and felt my butt cheeks spread and the other guy start tonguing my arse. I really love being rimmed.

The rimjob didn’t last long, he was just getting my arse ready for the fucking that was to cum. The next feeling I was aware of (remember I was working on a fat cock that was in my mouth so I had other things to concentrate on). I felt a finger, all slippery, working around my butt hole. Then, it was inside me. Just a little bit. I must have flinched a little bit because one of the guys (I wasn’t sure which one) asked if I was OK.

Breaking my suction on the cock that was in my mouth, I turn my head and said “Are you going to fuck me or what?”

That got a laugh from the guys and as the guy behind me positioned his cock at my rear entry he said something along the lines of, Dave, when we are done with you, you’ll know that you’ve been fucked.

Slowly, he slid his cock inside me. I knew it was thick from touching it in the hottub, and seeing it when we got back to my unit. Now I was feeling just how thick it was.  With cock in my mouth I moaned when the head of his cock popped in. He paused, I paused and after a few seconds I was pushing my arse back towards him, wanting more.

The guy in my arse found some rhythm and was fucking me with a nice steady tempo. This gave me a change to focus on the cock in my mouth

My new found focus on the cock in my mouth was working, working too well because all of a sudden it was removed from my mouth and I was told he was getting too close.  He lifted me up and started kissing me instead.  It might have been the change in the position of my hips but the guy in my arse lifted the tempo, he was getting close. Louder moans, closer. Then one deep thrust and he paused, then I felt him shudder as his cock exploded. He had a pretty good grip on my hips as I felt his cock stitch and spasm inside me.

The guy I was kissing while this orgasm was happening, in my arse, broke off the kiss and told his boyfriend that it was his turn on my arse.

Cock was removed from my arse, and I expected to be turned around but instead I was pushed backwards on the bed so I was lying on my back.  The guy who had just fucked me handed his boyfriend a condom which was put on in record time then he grabbed me by the hips.  I was dragged towards him and my hips raised.

The first guy to fuck me had removed his used condom and grabbed my knees lifting them up, This gave his boyfriend easy access to my, recently fucked, arse.

Then, I had a cock inside me again. After my cock sucking efforts, this wasn’t going to last long and I wanted to cum as well so I started stroking my cock while I was being fucked hard, and fast.

It was a close finish, but I think I started cumming on my stomach a few seconds before the guy in my arse started cumming.

There was lots of huffing and puffing and when the guys had caught their breath they kissed above me, then they both kissed me in turn and thanked me.

After that first encounter, it has turned in to a weekly thing. We hang out in speedos, drink some beer and two guys fuck my brains out.  It is a nice arrangement I think.