Three Speedo Boys on the Beach

This post below is a piece of fiction that I wrote a little while ago and stumbled across it.

I don’t often write fiction, I have enough trouble keeping up writing about my real life experiences, but sometimes my mind wanders…..

Let me know what you think.

Right now I am lucky enough to have two speedo friendly fuck buddies…. Matt who I met at the local pool and S (yeah that is what I call him) who is a fan of mine from Twitter.  These two guys couldn’t be more different.

Matt is an Aussie bloke, early thirties, who works in the mines so is home for two weeks, then away for two weeks.  He is broad shouldered, bronze tan although he is working on his speedo tan (right now it is a bit of a boardies tan), dirty blond, shoulder length hair that he has had to start wearing a swimming cap when doing swim training.  He isn’t ‘out’ and even had an on again, off again girlfriend.

S on the other hand is early twenties, moved to Australia from Japan in his mid teens.  He is a diver and I don’t think there is anyone who can make speedos look so good.  I’ve never had a fuck buddy who has a body as fit and tight.  S is out and proud, living in the city and sounds like a little gay slut, which I’m jealous of.

I’ve really only been hanging out with these guys for a few months.  I did tell both the guys about the other and they both sounded keen for maybe a three way catch up.  That got my mind thinking and I hatched a plan.  Half way between where S lives (city) and where Matt and I live (Sunshine Coast) there is an island where you can drive up the beach.  It is pretty and during the week there is usually nobody there so you can find a quiet stretch of sand dunes all to yourself.  Matt has a flash new red 4WD and knows that beach, S had never been up there but was keen so we made a date.

Nine am Wednesday morning Matt and I pulled in to the carpark area and S was there waiting for us.  He was wearing shorts but was shirtless, showing off his rippled stomach which got Matt’s attention.

Greeting all around, handshakes which I always think is funny.  Guys shaking hands in a formal greeting when they know full well that they are doing to be doing some incredibly intimate things to each other in the next few hours.  I tried to get S to sit in the front passenger seat but I couldn’t get it to happen.

We started driving on the track that leads to the beach and Matt pulled over to deflate the tyres.

Matt knew what he was doing and showed S and I what to do, this was S’s first time doing a 4WD trip on the beach.

Before getting back in the 4WD ute, Matt declared that this is a speedo day so he dropped his shorts.  S and I did the same and jumped back in.

S was wearing a classic black speedo that looked like it was spray painted on they were so tight.

Matt loves going through my speedo collection and earlier in the day he had picked out a pair of my Addicted brand speedos which have a zipper on each hip.  They are stripper speedos for sure.

I was wearing my current favourite multi coloured Addicted brand speedos.

I had dreamed of getting three pairs of matching speedos for the day, something to look forward to next time.

From the carpark area there is a two kilometer drive down a sandy, rutted, track before hitting the beach.  It is slow going, bumpy and I had moved my hand over and was rubbing Matt’s cock and balls through the lycra of his speedo.  Otherwise, conversation flowed like three normal blokes going on a 4WD trip.

Matt’s cock got full hard quick and was straining to be freed.  There was a comment from Matt about the driver getting some benefits so I readjusted he my position, I slid the zipper on Matt’s left hip up and the front of his speedo just popped open.  The zipper/stripper speedos were kinda handy giving good access.

I bent over and went to work on Matt’s cock.  This was the first time I had ever performed fellatio on a guy while driving.  From memory a girl did it to me back when I was eighteen or nineteen, I am pretty sure I have better skills that she had back then.

Matt and S kept up a conversation while my lips and tongue slobbered over the head of Matt’s cock.  A couple of times he warned me of a bump coming up and I was surprised how the rough track/road didn’t really effect my technique.  I was working Matt’s cock but I wasn’t trying to make him cum.  After maybe ten minutes the road smoothed out and we were on the open beach.  Matt asked S if he wanted to drive (and get the driver benefits).  At first S declined saying he can’t drive a manual (stick for my North American readers), but Matt said it was the perfect place to learn.

The 4WD came to a stop and so did my blowjob.  Looking up at the beach for the first time it was beautiful, I think it is thirty kilometers of beautiful beach, could see two vehicles parked in the far distance and the water was blue and flat calm.

All three of us jumped out of the 4WD, Matt was trying to do up the zipper on his left hip but with his cock at full mast he had no hope.  He gave up, ditched them and put on a pair of my ADIDAS 3-stripe speedos.  I got a glimpse of the front of S’s speedo and he was hard as a cock as well.  S has mentioned to me in the past that he isn’t ‘hung’ but I think he is more than adequate and with such a tiny speedo, he was filling it out very nicely.

Matt handed everyone a beer and ordered me to the back seat.

S got in the drivers seat and had to pull the seat forward a little.  A little bit of coaching and S got us under way.  He didn’t even stall it.  Up in to fourth gear and S had us rolling along smoothly doing fifty.  Matt asked if S would like his ‘driver benefits’ now which S thought would be lovely.

I shuffled over trying to get a better view as Matt undid he seatbelt, undid the white drawstring on S’s speedos and popped his cock out the top of his speedo.  S shuffled his butt forward giving Matt better access, his speedos were tight so it took a bit of man handling but this wasn’t Matt’s first speedo blowjob and he managed.  He went to work on S’s cock.  I really didn’t have a very good view of what was going on.  S was enjoying it and put his hand on the back of Matt’s head, I told him he really should keep two hands on the wheel.

We passed two 4WD’s going in the opposite direction, S kept his game face on and waved.  Would have looked a little weird this hot young asian guy driving shirtless with nobody visible in the passenger seat but a shirtless guy (me) sitting in the back seat.  People can wonder.

S had told me how excited he was for the day and it was only five kilometers or so of receiving car head that he started approaching climax.  I wondered if Matt would take him over the edge or not, S gave him fair warning that he was getting close and if Matt kept doing ‘that’ with his tongue S would not be able to hold back.  S started moaning and the 4WD started slowing down.  Matt kept his lips around S’s cock and we slowed right down to under twenty kilometers per hour, if his orgasm lasted any longer S would have stalled the ute.

When S regained his composure, he downshifted and got us back up to speed.

Matt drank half his beer can and I congratulated him on taking the full load of S’s seed.  Usually Matt doesn’t take a load in the mouth, let alone swallow it all.  His excuse today was that he didn’t want to get cum on his car seats.

The next ten kilometers or so driving up the beach was one of the horniest times of my life.  Matt had one hand on S’s thigh, Matt had full boner, I had a full boner and the three of us were talking about sex.  At the northern end of the beach there are some camp sites, Matt knew the lay out of the land and we parked up about five kilometers short of the camp sites.  We really did have a lot of beach all to ourselves.  There was a 4WD parked up just in view to our south but it had to be a couple of thousand meters away and we couldn’t see anything to the north.  Matt directed S to park up in a spot that looked like it had some dunes for us to play in complete privacy (there were still 4WD’s driving past every now and then.

With fresh beers in hand, raging boners in our speedos, the three of us headed down to the water.  The tide was coming in and for the next six hours we would be stranded here.

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