Over the weekend a member of my site SpeedoFetish.com emailed me wanting to share his first ever gay experience. It involved speedos, it was at the same hotel I had a pretty amazing experience with a male/female couple (who were also members) back in July last year and the guy was over the moon about his experience and wanted to thank me.
I don’t think I needed any thanks but he has always had a thing for speedos and guys in speedos although he considers himself 90% straight. He though that his speedo fetish was weird and had never expressed or indulged his fantasies…. until last weekend.
We ended up Skyping for a couple of hours and we both jerked off as he recounted his experience (I do that for members). I asked if I could share his story and he said that he would love to.
He doesn’t have the time to write it, so I am ‘ghost’ writing it for him and he is editing it.
Here is a bit of the background…. this will only be available in its entirety to members. So, if you have been thinking about joining, this could be a good time. Click here to join, or email me if you have any questions/concerns about joining.
Kris is a long time friend of mine, we’ve known each other for years. Over time I’ve heard people wondering if he is gay? He is 100% straight acting, he has never had a boyfriend (that he has introduced to any of his social friends), so nobody asked and he never said anything. He was always hanging out with chicks and on a few occasions I ended up taking these girls home, I even dated one of them for nine months. I don’t think anyone knew he was gay.
One night we are out partying and it ends up just the two of us left and we are at the Tilted Kilt (like Hooters, young waitresses dressed in skimpy outfits).
With a few drinks under our belt I just came out and asked Kris, are you gay?
He answered in the affirmative.
I told him that I’m curious but never done anything with guys. We started talking about fetishes/preferences and I mentioned my speedo fetish which I thought was pretty strange at the time. Kris said that he likes younger guys (we are both late 30’s). That is when Kris told me that he has an eighteen year old boyfriend who just started college.
That conversation was two years ago. Since then, Kris is the same, still 100% straight acting, nobody knows about his now twenty year old boyfriend Tom except me and some gay friends that the two of them have.
I had met and partied with Kris and Tom and had fun with them. Tom is cute, was a gymnast at high school and it seems like he has a thing for older guys. He definitely likes me and Kris and I tease him about it but nothing has ever happened.
Since that conversation, I hadn’t lost my gay virginity.
So now I’d like to share with you what happened last weekend. It was Vegas and while I know what happens in Vegas is supposed to stay in Vegas, I thought I should share some of the details with you since it was your blog that helped inspire my actions/behavior.
I had a work conference in Vegas which was planned six months ago. Conference stuff Thursday, dinner with some work people Thursday night but I thought I’d stay and party Friday maybe golf on Saturday and fly out on Sunday. On Wednesday I was talking to Kris and he said that he was thinking of going out to Vegas for a long weekend with his boyfriend Tom. Their plan was to get out there Saturday and fly back on Monday. Of course we’d party it up on Saturday night. I also said they could crash in my suite at Paris (the hotel), I’ll just make sure the booking is two queen beds.
I have to admit I was scheming a little bit. Instead of making sure the hotel suite had two queen sized beds, I made sure it had a single king sized bed. I also dug out a couple of pairs of speedos I have which are a couple of sizes too small for me but would fit both Kris and Tom perfectly.
With all that in place, I went to Vegas and had fun. The work stuff was good, I did OK at the Texas Hold’em table before hitting some of my favorite bars (dueling piano’s at New York, New York). I didn’t pick up any women so woke up on Saturday a little hungover and horny as hell. I dragged my sorry arse down to the huge pool.
Unlike the famous Aussie Speedo Guy, I don’t have the courage to wear speedos at a pool in Vegas. It was in this very pool that he met a couple (the guy also wearing speedos) and had a pretty wild Vegas time. That story is something that really turns me on and I’ll never be able to hang out in the Paris pool again without imagining Aussie Speedo Guy was there.
There will be more tomorrow….
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