Alex

I’ve been super busy since I got back to Australia, just usual house keeping stuff.  However, on Friday evening Alex and his boyfriend invited me over to their place.

They have been reading about my adventures in Colorado and wanted to hear more first hand and they thought I needed a bit of a welcome home speedo fuck session.  How nice of them.  I haven’t had a chance to sit down and write about what happened on Friday night in any detail but hopefully I will.

It did get me thinking though, some of you guys might be new and don’t know the full story about Alex.  I went through the Erotic Stories archive on SpeedoFetish.com and I have the original version of how Alex and I first hooked up.  It was a few years ago now and so much has changed.  Back then Alex had a girlfriend and had never had any gay experiences… today, he has a boyfriend and he has had all sorts of gay experiences.

Here is what I wrote those years back….


Since I’ve moved back to Aussie I’ve been swimming at the local pool three times a week on average. With my schedule being pretty open I go during the day when the pool is quiet and I don’t think I’ve had to share a lane yet.

Everyone who is swimming laps is wearing speedos or jammers which is awesome (it wasn’t like that in Colorado last winter – I didn’t see a single speedo my entire trip). A few months back I jumped out of the pool and I saw this gorgeous body wearing a perfectly fitting black speedo. I enjoyed the speedo eye candy and then when the guy turned around I realised that it was Alex, a guy I’ve met through some friends of mine.

I don’t know Alex that well but I’ve been to parties with him and a couple of times surfing last time I was in town. He has a girlfriend and I’ve never seen him in a speedo, I really didn’t read into anything just because he was swimming laps in a speedo.

That first time we saw each other at the pool was very innocent. Turns out Alex is training for a triathlon and only just getting back in the pool (which explains why he still has a bit of a boardies tan compared to my speedo tan). Alex’s office is near the pool and he is trying to swim three days a week during his lunch break and we decided to try and catch up and swim together.

We hung out at the pool a few times and Alex was up to swimming two kilometers (about half what he needs for his triathlon). It was nice just hanging out with a guy in speedos and we were both comfortable. I mentioned on my blog that I was hanging out with a straight friend at the pool, I was very discrete though and didn’t give anything away that would identify Alex.

One night I was at the pub with some of the boys and Alex was out as well. He joined our group, his girlfriend was there and some of the other guys girlfriends/wives were out. Everyone was having a fun night and enjoying few adult beverages (I was well behaved but maybe some people were having a few more than others – hahaha).

Later in the night Alex and I were off to the side chatting and Alex told me that he knows I’m “Aussie Speedo Guy”… I’m not out to any of my Central Coast friends and this was like a kick in the guts. Alex must have seen the look on my face and quickly assured me that it was all OK and that it was nobody else’s business and he would keep my secret. He said it made sense when I wrote about hanging out with a guy at the pool who wore black speedos, was straight and training for a triathlon. Then we were interrupted and that was the end of the discussion.

I was pretty nervous for a few days wondering if Alex would share my ‘secret’ with my friends but I heard nothing.

It was a few days before I saw Alex at the pool again and when I did he was wearing a pair of black classic AussieBum speedos. That was a surprise indeed and he looked fantastic in them. Everything was cool, it was as if he hadn’t mentioned that I am “Aussie Speedo Guy”. That was until we were just about to part ways in the carpark and Alex said that he wore AussieBum’s because I’d recently posted a bunch of pics of guys wearing AussieBums.

That put some of my fears of him ‘outting’ me to rest but only enhanced the disturbance in my pants.

Fast forward another week or so and Alex and I only swam once together because I had some friends in town. Then out of the blue I got a text from Alex asking (this is the exact text),

“Dave, can’t make the pool today. G (his girlfriend) is out of town, any chance I can crash at your place after partying in town tonight?”

Despite my excitement I calmly replied.

“No probs mate.”

This was the interesting thing to me. Alex has read my blog, I did write on my blog that I thought Alex was hot and I loved his speedos, Alex seems straight and now Alex wants to sleep over. I took this as a good sign.

Friday afternoon came around and as usual I had a full house of mates watching footy on TV and having a few drinks. Alex rocked up and had an overnight bag and all the jesting was that Alex had a hall pass since his girlfriend was out of town. The usual Friday night on the Central Coast is footy, drinks, maybe a BBQ at my place. I’m one of the few remaining bachelors, my little pad is right on the beach, and it is walking distance to the pub so it tends to happen that the boys congregate at my place.

This Friday was no different and we ended up at the pub as usual. Everyone was having a good time, after we left the pub Alex and I grabbed a kebab and walked along the beach back to my place. That was when “Aussie Speedo Guy” finally came up in conversation.

“Dave, you’ve gotta have dick on tap with your blog and websites?”

For the next ten minutes I explained that yes, there isn’t a real shortage of dick on offer BUT, being discrete and not ‘out’ to the entire world means I don’t get to exploit is as much as a guy who was ‘out’ would. And I also like girls too and I’ve never spoken too much about my work to a girl I’ve dated in fear that would turn her off.

By then we are back at my house and had just poured another round of drinks, it was my turn to ask Alex a question.

“Why is a str8 guy like you reading a gay speedo blog like mine?”

For the next ten minutes Alex explained that he has had a speedo fetish since he was young and just loved speedos. His girlfriend is OK with it and he wears speedos around the house a bunch and even during sex with her.

“Have you ever had any guy/guy experiences in speedos?” I asked.

Alex’s response was really interesting to me. He said he had never had a gay experience and considers himself straight. It is just that speedos and sex go together for him. Confusingly, Alex said that he enjoys watching gay porn but only if it involves speedos and admits to reading my blog religiously and evening joining this site once a few years ago.

Now it was time for me to turn up the heat.

“If you ever wanted a guy/guy speedo experience then this is a pretty perfect scenario…”

Alex looked a little unsure and I was getting a serious stirring in my jeans (with a black Arena speedo under them).

“How about we get down to our speedos, you sit on the couch and let me blow you?” I offered.

“OK, lets give it a try. I’m not ready to return that favour thought Dave.”

“Not a problem Alex, I’m sure sucking you off will be one for my wank bank for a long time and that is reward enough for me.”

It didn’t take long at all for both of us to strip down to our speedos. As I said earlier, I was wearing a pair of black lycra Arena speedos under my jeans. As I had expected, Alex was equally well prepared and was wearing his black classic AussieBum speedos under his jeans. I noticed that Alex wasn’t quite fully hard but he was on his way just from us talking.

Taking our drinks we moved the six steps to my couch, yes my little rental is small BUT it is right on the beach so I have no complaints.

Alex sat on the couch spread his legs and I assumed the position, that is, on my knees.


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Beefcake becomes my Speedo Bitch

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He replied back, he said he was a bottom, loved being dominated and he had a speedo.

I promised I’d dominate him, he promised to wear his speedo.

It wasn’t 10 minutes later and there was a knock at my hotel door.  I looked through the peep hole and there he was, Beefcake.

I opened the door to my hotel room, Beefcake was huge.  I’m 6 foot, Beefcake was half a foot taller, twice as wide and probably nearly twice my weight – all of that in muscle.  He was wearing jeans and a button up white dress shirt.

He walked in, I told him to take his shirt off which he did.

Then I told him to put his hands on the door he had just walked through, spread his legs and I was going to give him a pat down.  Beefcake complied.

I put my left hand on his shoulder, he was super ripped and super smooth.  My right hand followed his spine all the way down his back to his jeans which had a belt.  I traced his belt, counter clock wise around his torso, which was crazy flat and smooth.  I got to the belt buckle and undid it.

Beefcakes jeans slid down, he was wearing a sky blue speedo, lycra that fit him perfectly.

Now my hands were on Beefcakes hips, I ordered him to spread his legs and he complied.

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Sex in the change rooms

I just got back from Colorado and had a great time with Kip (yes, there was lots of speedo/hottub sex).

It is a long trip home.  While I was on the train headed from Sydney up to the Central Coast I wrote a blog post saying that after getting in the ocean for a swim the next thing I was looking forward to was some Aussie cock.

Between that train ride and me getting home, I received a text message from the Married Guy saying:

Good to hear you are back, I’ve been enjoying following your travels.  I have a welcome home present for you and of course I’m DTF (down to fuck).  Monday swim and back to your place?

That actually gave me a hard on while I was sitting there on the train – haha.

So Monday came around and it was great being back in an outdoor pool, I definitely noticed the difference swimming at sea level compared to the few swims I had in Colorado at nearly 9,000 feet above sea level (Australia’s highest mountain is only 7,310 feet).  I got to the pool before the Married Guy but I noticed him wearing his black speedos in the lane next to me after about 300m.

The Married Guy usually swims about 1500m so I kept swimming until I figured he was about done and then waited.  He stopped, we shock hands both standing up to our waists in the pool.  The Married Guy told me to go into the change rooms and wait for me…..

The pool has a huge change room which is usually empty and has some shower cubicals.  I’ve had my fair share of sexual experiences in these showers and while I don’t think one would ever get caught… the idea of getting caught adds to how hot it is.  When I first started hooking up with the Married Guy he said that hooking up in the change rooms was pretty high on his sexual bucket list and we have done it twice.  So, when he told me to go in the change rooms and wait for me I didn’t need to be told twice.

As expected, there was nobody in the change rooms, I went to the end shower cubical which is pretty private, turned the shower on and started getting hard thinking about what was about to happen.  Then the Married Guy was standing in the door, the front of his speedo straining with his erect cock which was trying to get free.

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The Married Guy and I started making out which lead to us both being 100% hard within seconds.

Then, the Married Guy backed up again the wall (his back was against the wall), and then he turned me around and started rubbing his cock, which was still in his speedo, against my butt crack.  He had both his hands on my hips as I leaned back into his body as he grinded me.  At some point he pulled the front of his speedos down which gave him much more freedom to slide it up and down my speedo clad arse.

It was at this point that the Married Guy reached around and started rubbing my cock through my speedos.  Then he whispered in my ear:

We are going to ruin these speedos of yours Dave……

I was so turned on, between the Married Guys cock against my butt, his hand rubbing the front of my speedo, a public change room and he started to tell me what he had planned for the afternoon.

Once we are finished here Dave, you are going to put on your Welcome Home Present, an AussieBum jockstrap.  You are going to go home, strip down to the jockstrap, get on you bed, lube your arse up and I’m going to fuck your brains out!!!

That was about when I started to cum in the front of my speedo.

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When I had finished cumming, the Married Guy told me to bend over and he hand both hands on my hips and he slid his cock up and down my butt crack.

I’ve had 2 months of fucking pussy…. I’m looking forward to just plowing your tight little arse Dave!!!

That was when the Married Guy started cumming on the back of my speedo and at least his first rope of cum was on my back.  We both got our breath back and I stood up,  my speedo was ruined with the front full of my cum and the backside covered in the Married Guys cum.  There was no way I was getting the cum off them in the shower so I just took them off and followed the Married Guy into the main area of the change rooms.

I grabbed my towel quickly in case someone walked in and the Married Guy threw me an AussieBum jockstrap.

Since your speedos are ruined, you should put these on Dave.

The Married Guy had come from work so he was wearing trousers, button up shirt, tie where I was just wearing board shorts and a polo shirt (and the jockstrap he just gave me) so I was dressed first.  As I walked out of the change rooms I said to the Married Guy.

See ya in 10 minutes, I’ll be ready.

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What do hear what happened?  I’ll have more for you guys tomorrow – I need to go for a swim because I’ve cum in my speedos again just writing about this…..

Co-Ed Sauna

It was a bisexual threesome in a steam room that caused me to start writing my blog (AussieSpeedoGuy.org which lead to this blog).  You can click here to read about that experience.

Here is a short little story that a friend of mine write and posted on the SpeedoForum.org that I thought you guys might enjoy.

The spa area at my gym is located between the locker rooms and is coed (clothing required). I usually like to relax in the sauna for a while after I work out. I used to wear swim shorts, but I’ve been wearing my speedo since early this year.

I found the sauna empty late this morning, so I laid down on one of the benches. A few minutes later, the door opened. Two young, maybe 25 year old, women entered and sat on the opposite bench. The chatted quietly about the class they’d just taken. One was wearing a bikini and the other was in a one piece.

The floor creaked. I turned slightly to look over and saw that the one in the bikini had stood up.

“Your ass looks amazing,” said the other.

“Bodypump classes 3 times a week really pays off. You should come more often.”

“I really should. Still, I don’t think I’d be brave enough to wear something so cheeky.”

“You should see the bikini I wore on vacation.” She sang the “Thong th thong thong thong.” bit from Sisqo’s Thong Song.

“Naughty girl. I’m going to take a shower. You ready to go?”

“I think I’ll stay a little longer.”

“Alright. See you.”

I heard the door open and close. I sat up to have a drink. The woman in the bikini was sitting across from me. She smiled and we both said hello politely. She closer her eyes and stretched her neck from side to side. Then she stood up and stretched her hands above her head. She turned toward the bench pointing her ass to me. The bikini she was wearing barely covered half of her cheeks.

She put a foot up on the bench and leaned forward, stretching her leg. Then she switched to the other side. She bent forward at her waist and touched her toes. I couldn’t help but watch. Seemly done stretching, she picked up her water bottle and took a sip. Then she unscrewed the top and poured a little water down her shoulders. She set the bottle down on the bench and rubbed the water into her back and stomach.

I was already getting hard as I watched, but that was enough to make me fully aroused. My hard cock pressed against the fabric of my speedo. She sat back down on the bench. Her eyes dropped to my speedo and lingered there a moment. Then she looked up at me and smile.

“Sorry. I really shouldn’t be such a tease.”

“I’m not complaining,” I replied.

“Single?” she asked.

“Married, but there’s no harm in looking.”

She turned to look out the glass door. The place was empty. She turned back toward me and smiled again. Without breaking her gaze, she pulled at one of the strings of her top. It hung in front of her as the tie came undone. She lifted the loop over her head, exposing her breasts. They were perfect. I stared for what felt like an eternity.

“Your turn,” she said breaking me from my trance.

I was too horny to think straight. I untied the drawstring on my speedo and pulled the front down releasing my hard cock. She stared down at it. She turned to look out the door again. We were still alone. It’s easy to hear one of the locker room doors open, and I hadn’t heard either. Then she slid her hand down the front of her bikini bottom.

It was hard to believe it was happening. I’ve known my fair share of exhibitionists, but I hadn’t had an experience with one in quite some time. She closed her eyes as she masturbated. Then she opened them and looked at me. Almost on its own my hand wrapped around my cock, and I stroked myself slowly as I watched her. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.

Her breath quickened and her muscles tensed. I jerked faster on my cock. Watching her orgasm took me past the point of no return. I came all over my stomach and hand. We both leaned back to catch our breath.

She pulled her hand out of her bikini bottom. “Thanks,” she said still smiling at me. “I always have to cum after I work out and that was way more fun than doing it alone in the shower.”

She wrapped her towel around her torso and picked up her water bottle and top. Then she walked out at went into the women’s locker room.

I cleaned myself up with my towel and stuffed my cock back in my speedo. Then I went to take a shower.