Fucking the Swim Coach

On Tuesday night I went to a Masters Swim Squad training session.  This was the second time I’ve gone along and I’m enjoying it.  Most of the people are in their forties training for triathlons and I’ve been the youngest guy there both times.  While I don’t think I need much motivation to get me to the pool to do laps, the training is different to what I do when I train on my own.

The first week I thought I was getting hit on by this married couple (guy and girl).  They asked me to join them for a beer after training and I couldn’t make it that first week but I did the second.  They were hitting on me and we ended up back at their place.  I’ve written about that on my blog which you can read.  What I want to tell you guys about is what happened on Thursday night.

The coach for the Masters swimming program is a mid twenties guy, I’ll call him Aiden here but that isn’t his real name. I think that is the least I can do for him considering he is allowing me to share it with you guys.

The first night I went along to the training session I didn’t know anyone.  I got there a little early and when checking in to the pool I asked who the coach was and Aiden was pointed out to me.  I got changed quickly (all I had to do to get changed was to remove my shoes, shirt and shorts since I was wearing my speedos).  It was a swim training session so I assumed speedos would be appropriate.  Out to the pool were a couple of people mingling with Aiden,  I walked up and introduced myself.

Aiden is hot.  My height and the dirty blonde hair, stereotypical Aussie guy who spends his summer on the beach or in the pool.  I’ve since been told that Aiden was a top swimmer in high school and college, I could tell he still has that swimmers physique despite him wearing clothes.

I was not wearing clothes, just standing there in a speedo with my swimming goggles in hand.  A little weird but nobody seemed to think anything of it.  Aiden and I chatted a little, he asked me how my swimming was, if I could do all the strokes.  My usual training swim is two kilometers in a little under forty minutes.  Sometimes I swim further, sometimes (particularly if I’m hung over) I shorten it a little.  I have tried the butterfly stroke but can not claim to be proficient at it which Aiden laughed at and said that wouldn’t be necessary.

He asked what I was looking to get out of the Masters Swimming program: I’m not training for anything in particular but am interested to see how my training compares to other people and I’m receptive to my swimming stroke being critiqued.

A few other people introduced themselves to me before we jumped in the pool for a four hundred meter warm up.

My swimming pace was probably middle of the group and I held my own.  Aiden did pull me aside about half way through the session and said that on the freestyle down stroke the technique these days is straight down the body instead of an S shape which I learnt growing up.  I tried that and made my stroke a bit quicker which was great.

It was that first night when I felt like I was being hit on by a couple.  As I mentioned earlier, I couldn’t join them for beers that night but it turned out my gut feeling was correct, they were hitting on me.

Two weeks go by before I can make the training session again.  I have beers and sex with the couple that were hitting on me.  During that experience (which you can read) Aiden, the swim coach, came up in conversation.  The couple had fucked him a year or so ago.  What?  Holy cow!!!  They confirmed that Aiden has an amazing body but he had only joined them twice and he was pretty much exclusively gay so a male/female couple wasn’t really his thing.

Aiden didn’t seem gay to me and the couple explained that he is completely in the closet and spends most weekends in Sydney where is he much more ‘out’.  The Married Couple gave me his number and encouraged me to message him for a hookup.

I didn’t think that would be appropriate but would keep it in mind, I would also be keeping an eye out to see if he was checking me out at training.

That reasoning lasted until I woke up on Thursday morning.  I was super horny, lying in bed and I thought, why not?  I texted Aiden “Hi Aiden, this Dave, new guy at Masters Squad Training.  Jim and Julie (Married Couple) gave me your number, thought you might be interested in hooking up.”

I know that was a little bold and I thought that if he doesn’t appreciate the text then I might not be able to go to the swim training session ever again.  But I was horny, really horny.

Despite my erection, I managed to nod off to sleep again.  I was woken up by my phone beeping with a new text message.  It had to be from Aiden but would it be good or bad or really bad?

I still have the text message and here it is: “Can you host tonight? Discretion is paramount.”

That counts as an AWESOME response.  I was relieve and even more horny.  I texted back “I can host, here is my address……, discretion is important to me.  I’m Aussie Speedo Guy, I’ll keep your secret if you promise to keep mine.”

“Cya at 9pm” was the reply I received less than a minute later.

Wow!!!  I was going to fuck, or be fucked by the swim coach.  That night.  I was lying in bed with a monster erection, how was I going to last the eleven hours until Aiden was due?

I jumped out of bed, quick bathroom break and ran down the beach and jumped in the ocean.  I had to wait a minute so there wasn’t anyone walking too close because the front of my speedo was being stretched.  The swim cooled me a down a little bit.  I spent the day working, went for a run, had a surf with the boys (my straight friends who have no idea that I am Aussie Speedo Guy), had a light dinner and then it was nine o’clock.  I had managed to contain my erection for the eleven hours.

Everything was ready; the house was tidy, the curtains were drawn, I had condoms and lube out and when the door bell rang, I opened it wearing only the black speedos I had worn to swim training (I wanted Aiden to recognize me haha).

Black AussieBum Swimwear

Aiden and I shook hands, just like we did the first time we met with me wearing very little and him in shorts and a t-shirt.  I find it funny when I meet guys for a hookup and we greet each other with a handshake, knowing full well that we’ll be balls deep inside each other within five minutes.

It might have been closer to within three minutes before I was inside Aiden.

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Writing Erotic Stories

My mission for today is to sit down and take the time to write about what happened on Tuesday evening after Master Swim Training.

It was an amazing sexual experience that started this blog years ago.  After an end of season party, my room mates (Aussie couple – guy and a girl) asked me to join them in the steam room.  It was so amazing I spent the next couple of days writing about that experience.  I wrote it Microsoft Word and while I added it to the archives of SpeedoFetish.com (that is the only place you can read everything I have ever written) I wanted to share the experience.

I love recounting my experiences and I get super horny when doing so.  But, it does take me a lot of time.  Because of the time involved and the discretion of the other people involved, what happened on Tuesday night will have to be protected in the members area.  I’m sure you can understand.

And, membership is only $5.  It is more of a token amount to keep things a little bit private.

I am about to start and this is my writing equipment.  Butt plug, jockstrap and a towel.  My only risk is that I cum too quickly and don’t finish writing.

Members will see my progress in near real time – c’mon, it is $5 and you can join with PayPal (it will come up that you have paid ‘Gocah Limited’ so nothing porn, speedo or gay related on there.

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SpeedoForum.org

Years ago I started the Speed Forum (www.SpeedoForum.org) and it has become a fun place to hang out and talk with other guys who share my speedo fetish.

Over time there have been some dick head members but it is easy enough to ban them and otherwise the place is pretty good and there are enough people visiting it that topics are kept up to date and pretty fresh.  Fore example, the most users online at one time this month was 355 which is pretty cool.

There is a specific forum for people to talk and submit photos of chicks in lycra or girls who like guys in speedos and there have been some couples over the years who have posted in there.

If you haven’t been over there feel free to check it out.  It is free and there are no pop-ups of crap that like which I personally hate.  When you join (100% free) you just have to email me (DaveEvans@SpeedoFetish.com) your username so I can activate your account.

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Fun at Bondi Pool

I love chatting with people who enjoy speedos.  I especially love talking with members because I think that is a little more serious than that random emails I often receive.  Last year I got talking to a new member here on this blog called Arthur.  Arthur is from Texas and was having a holiday in Australia.  Unfortunately Arthur wasn’t going to make it up the coast to where I live but I gave him some tourist advice for Sydney.

Arthur was kind enough to take the time to write about how he got to hang out at the Bondi swimming pool (called Bondi Icebergs).  It was pretty hot and I think Arthur enjoyed his time there.


I went to Australia a couple of months ago with friends to visit some other friends. I was only there for a week and spent the last few days in Sydney. I opted for Sydney as my last stop because I there was a pool I wanted to visit for personal, and obviously speedo-related, reasons.

Being Filipino and living in the great state of Texas, USA, I seldom get a chance to be speedo-clad at the beaches there. I still get my speedo fix weekly since I train for triathlons. As a triathlete, I wear either a trisuit or speedos every time I swim train. But, it isn’t enough speedo time. Plus, the speedos I get to wear in a public pool where I train relegates me to use speedos that should be for General Audiences only. My collection of speedos are categorized between play and training categories with some speedos I can use for both (depending on the day and venue).

So Sydney was a my last stop and I did all the touristy things you can do there. What a great city. I was the only triathlete in my group of friends so I had to find a way to get to the famous Bondi beach without sacrificing tourist times with my friends.

I eventually decided to brave the early morning cold (July mornings there are cold) and took an Uber to Bondi and eventually got some lap swim time at the Bondi Icebergs pool. I have quite a fascination to Bondi Beach being a center of attraction in those Aussiebum videos and the Bondi Icebergs pool is where they shoot some of the hottest videos of their speedo and gear collection.

Bondi Icebergs Pool

I arrived at Bondi beach around 5:15 AM and headed up to the Iceberg building. Waiting for me at the front door was my friend, Brandon. He lives in Sydney but hasn’t been to the Icebergs and Bondi for quite some time. I haven’t seen him since we met in Boston about ten years ago. We met online in a gay/bi chat and remained friends ever since. He complained that he doesn’t get up this early when he coaches and referees football. I told him that he shouldn’t miss some speedo time with me. He winked and grinned at me so I knew we would have some speedo time before the morning was over.

Since I wasn’t 100% sure Brandon was coming, I brought my usual Adidas brand 3-stripe swimsuit for General Audiences swimming. That was my plan but I made a quick decision to see if I can get him turned on. In my bag, I always carry a backup suit for play if the opportunity presents itself.  I love my Aussiebum Portseas (just like Aussie Speedo Guy) but they are not really for lap swimming so what I dug out of my bag was my red lifeguard speedos I got in Hawaii a couple of years ago.

Brandon and I paid our visitor fee and went to the changing rooms. I started to get undressed and gave me a quick peek to the dark yellow and maroon speedo he had underneath his jogging shorts. I didn’t get to see what brand they were but it looked like a local club which he might be a member of. With that peek, I started to bone up and proceeded to give him a little show while I’m changing. Turned my back to him and got my shirt off and proceeded to unzip my jeans. He saw that I was wearing Aussiebum (red Classic Original with white piping) underwear and continued to look as I was taking it off and putting my red lifeguard speedos on. He didn’t see my hardening cock as I purposely wanted him to see how I filled out my red speedos with my boner. I continued to casually converse with him on some inane topic but I knew he has trying hard to concentrate in the conversation while his eyes were roving up and down my body while stretching for a bit and digging for my towel. I saw him lick his lips when I adjusted my now swollen cock inside the speedos and got the towel to cover up. He gave my ass a smack as I was heading out of the door going downstairs to the pool. I brushed my hand on his crotch and felt him boned up as well.

Boy, was the wind cold! Even though it was winter in Sydney, I decided to brave the freezing water of the Icebergs pool to be able to say that I indeed swam in that world-renowned pool. Plus, I have a race three weeks after the Syndey vacation so I needed some swim time in. Brandon just stayed on the second floor all covered up in jogging pants, trainers and thick hoodie. I asked him to take pics of the upcoming sunrise for me and shots of Bondi Beach.

The boner I had before I took the plunge in that freezing pool quickly went away when I got in and started my laps. At around 6 am, there were some older folks about to swim or swimming and most of them were in wetsuits. Here, I was in a very skimpy speedo crazy enough to swim. Twenty minutes of lap swimming and my teeth starting to chatter, I decided that was enough for me. I got out of the pool, looked for Brandon and found him tucking his joggers, shoes and hoodie in his bag, towel on his shoulders and an awesome view of his ass framed by his speedos. I slapped his ass and grabbed a handful of his speedo-covered cock. Brandon is caucasian, married and on his early forties with four kids with an excellent body. He has a light dusting of hair all over which is a stark contrast of my naturally smooth body (I’m asian). Just seeing him in speedos got me hard again and he was smiling naughtily and told me to relax because he saw that my cock was throbbing and now obscenely trying to get out of my speedos.

We entered the dry sauna and was glad that nobody was around. It was enclosed but the door and the wall facing east (overlooking a hallway and then the pool) was made of glass from the top to about the waist. I didn’t think anything would happen since it was kind of risky because at any moment, anybody can pass and see what’s happening inside.

Brandon and I sat on the topmost bench and we were just shooting the shit while glancing at each other’s speedo covered boners. Out of the blue Brandon, he grabbed my crotch and held the outline of my speedo covered cock, he said he had forgotten how big my cock was (I always think my cock size is average but I’ve had some say it is way big for an asian). He then proceeded to slowly stroke me through the speedo material. I closed my eyes and just relaxed. I was in speedo heaven.

He then proceeded to stand up and looked at both sides of the window and asked if I would join him. He then stood in front of me as I was trying to gaze out and grind his speedo-covered ass on my crotch. That was so hot! I knew he felt my cock on his ass and I reached around and playfully pinch and tugged at his nips. He started to moan so I continued playing with his nips and continue grinding my cock on his ass.

He looked around and realized that the coast was clear, he then turned around and pulled my cock out of the waistband of my speedo and started to suck on it hungrily. If you were viewing the dry sauna from the pool downstairs or outside, what you will is a guy just standing inside the sauna but what you can’t see are both my feet planted on the floor with a hot guy slobbering on my cock, licking my nuts and trying to deep throat me. I was in heaven. He did that for a few minutes and I decided to return the favor. He stood up and I knelt in front of him and proceeded to get his cock out the left leg of the speedo. His cock was oozing precum. He started to moan as I licked the underside of his cock up to his cock head and sucked on it. I lost tracked of time just sucking on his cock and he pulled me up as his side vision saw two guys nearing our door. The door opened as I was standing up. I kept my back to them as I had to put my cock back in the speedos.

The two guys who came in were part of the local club as their speedos marked it. I think one of the guys may have had a sense of what I was doing because he looked at me and then he looked at my friend and smiled to both of us. They both sat at the other end of the bench while me and Brandon sat at the other end. I got a good look at them and their bodies and they were in excellent shape. My mind started to wander and had this fantasy about them both joining me and Brandon and I started to get hard again. I looked over at Brandon and smiled as I realized he was thinking the same too.

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