Performing for Aspen Sugar Daddy

I told you guys that I had a crazy weekend here in Colorado and finally I’ve gotten a minute to sit down and tell you guys about it. I’m still in Colorado but headed back to Australia early next week after Kip’s now famous Speedo Only Party (Kip is my host and work colleague) . Keep an eye on my blog next week to hear about the shenanigans that are bound to happen.

Back to what we got up to last weekend.

It started on Thursday night when Kip asked me if I wanted to go to Aspen for the weekend? I have never been (Kip lives in Breckenridge and Aspen is a two hour drive). Of course I’d love to snowboard Aspen but I had looked at it in the past and it is phenomenally expensive, both accommodation and ski lift passes. I expressed that financial concern to Kip who said he had an offer for me.

We had a free place to stay, free lift tickets and all we had to do was let this guy watch us fuck.

I love being watched so that part didn’t bother me. Who is the guy?

The guy is a last fifties, married (to a woman), Wall Street guy who has a monster house in Aspen. He also has a condo on the snow. Super rich, like crazy rich. Some Denver friends of Kip’s, a young gay couple that I have met, go out there and perform for him a few times a year when the Wall Street Daddy is in town. Wall Street Daddy is in town this weekend but the Denver guys can’t make it so asked Kip if he and I would be interested.

Kip was told that the guy would come over each day and we would be expected to fuck while he sat and watched us, Wall Street Daddy may or may not jerk off but we didn’t have to sexually interact with him. Other than that, Kip didn’t know anything more about it other than discretion would be paramount and that we would have to sign a non-disclosure agreement (I asked and me writing this isn’t in breach of it).

The whole thing sounded awesome to me. I definitely have a little bit of exhibitionist in me (maybe that is where my speedo fetish comes from) and of course I would love to snowboard Aspen for a weekend. Kip felt the same way so we agreed to give it a try.

Next step was Kip and I sending a copy of our passports through to the Denver guys (they were going to be facilitating this), along with the non-disclose agreements signed. Those guys asked if they could mention that I am Dave Speedo Evans (from my blog Aussie Speedo Guy) which I agreed to. We could check in to the apartment on Friday night and Wall Street Daddy would see us that night and tell us when he would visit over the weekend. He would give us the ski lift tickets when he saw us on Friday and we could check out any time on Monday.

Little bit of back and forth and it was a green light.

Twenty four hours later, nearly to the hour, Kip and I were in this beautiful, ski-in, ski-out apartment right at the basin of Aspen Mountain. Not a huge apartment but it had a hottub on the deck and I can’t even imagine what it cost. We were told that Wall Street Daddy would be by around eight o’clock.

After a little bit of consultation with the Denver guys, Kip and I had come up with a little bit of a plan.

There was a knock at the door.

When I opened the door the Wall Street Daddy was greeted by seeing me wearing just my new tiny Asian style Arena speedos. I got these when I arrived in Colorado a few weeks ago and I love them. They sit low on my hips and are far too tiny to be worn swimming but look great and everything fits. The lycra material stretches enough that it can contain my cock when erect which is what Wall Street Daddy saw when his eyes moved down my body to the front of my little speedo.

What I was greeted with when I opened the door was a well dressed, late fifties guy that I totally recognised from watching the business channel on TV (I’m not sharing what channel but there are only two). He is not a commentator but someone that they have on to interview. I wouldn’t have known his name off the top of my head but I knew who he was.

We shook hands and he entered the room.

Wall Street Daddy was saying that he was just swinging by on his way to dinner and might see us later when he noticed Kip. Kip was wearing a jockstrap and was tied to the couch with his arse in the air, with a butt plug inserted in it.

I asked Wall Street Daddy if he had a few minutes to spare as I was about to plow Kip’s arse.

Wall Street Daddy sat down on the chair that Kip and I had put out with a birds eye view of what we were about to do.

I slowly removed the butt plug that was inside Kip and he let out a little moan. I pulled my cock out of my speedo and rested the head at the entry to Kip’s well lubed arsehole. Then I began my first thrust.

Kip hasn’t been fucked in a while and he was moaning loudly as I slid my cock into his arse. Listening to him moan and knowing that we were being watched was a super turn on. With a couple of mini strokes I got balls deep inside Kip and rested for a minute.

I looked over at the Wall Street Daddy who was rubbing his cock through his jeans. Should I fuck him hard and fast or slow, I asked Wall Street Daddy? He opted for fast and I happy complied.

My cock started pounding Kip’s tight arse and he was moaning. A little bit of pain but mostly pleasure and Kip was telling me to fuck him harder. I leaned back, holding on to Kip’s jockstrap and my hips trust back and forth. The view that the Wall Street Daddy was getting must have been amazing.

Kip and I have only recently started bare backing (sex without a condom) after we both got tested when I arrived in Colorado. Being more of a top Kip has been bare backing me over the last week but this was my first time fucking him and I was about to cum. My first spurt of cum was deep inside him, my second was half way out and by my third cum spasm the head of my cock was just inside Kip. I let it rest there a little bit before pulling all the way out. The view of my cum oozing out of Kip’s shaved smooth little man hole was a sight to behold.

I tucked myself back in to my speedo, the insides of which would be a mess of my cum and Kip’s arsehole.

Wall Street Daddy stood up and complimented us and said that we were going to have a great weekend. He said that later on he wanted to see if I could take it as well as I just gave it. I said I think I could handle it and I said that he was more than welcome to have a turn as well which raised his eyebrow.

The last instructions from Wall Street Guy were that we should grab dinner and then grab a drink at the Little Nell (I hadn’t heard of it but famous in Aspen circles) around 9pm. We were not to approach him but he might approach us. Then he left.

I need to relieve the strain on the front of my speedo as I sit here writing this. The weekend old got hotter and the snowboarding was pretty amazing as well. I might write more about it later this week.


That is actually all I’m going to publish about this weekend in public.  I feel like I’ve shared too much already.

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This is the kind of thing that I created the members only area for.  Things that I can’t really publish in too much detail in public that I still want to write about.  Without the members area I wouldn’t be able to write about this at all in the interests of discretion.  I hope you guys understand this and even more, I hope you support me and this blog by becoming a member.

Wear Your Speedo To Work

Ski lifts are closed here in Breckenridge because of a power outage… what happened to making America Great Again?

Kip and I are working out little bums off instead of snowboarding.  We are both sitting at his kitchen table, 4 monitors, we are on our second pot of coffee and neither of us are wearing pants…. Wear Your Speedo to Work Day?

This morning I woke up to an email from Jeff.  Jeff was the guy who sucked me off in the hottub last Friday while his girlfriend was sound asleep up stairs.  It was really hot and I wrote about it in detail which you guys seemed to enjoy.  Things got naughty when Jeff came out wearing my red AussieBum speedos and then when he told me about his first and only previous experiences.  Of course I checked with Jeff to make sure it was OK if I wrote about last Friday night and it must have been therapeutic for him because he has written about his gay experience as a college freshman.

I’m going to edit this up and rewrite a bunch of it but I’m going to share it with you guys over the weekend if you are interested.

Here is the beginning of what Jeff wrote…..


Hi everyone, my name is Jeff.  I’m 28yo, consider myself straight (I’ve been dating my girlfriend Stephanie for over a year). I live in Boulder, Colorado and I’m an Engineer.

Last Friday night, I sucked cock for the first time in a decade.

Stephanie and I were spending the night in Breckenridge at a friends house and we met Dave who was also staying at my friends.  After a few drinks in the hottub, Stephanie went to bed and I ended up blowing Dave.  Dave wrote about this on his blog and his account of what happened is accurate.  What got this experience started was when I told Dave how I hadn’t suck cock since I was a freshman in college.  Dave asked me to share my story with you guys, this is how I learned to suck cock….


I’ve posted the full text of his email on SpeedoFetish.com.

Reading all the details in Jeff’s account is pretty hot.  There might be some sex in the work place today here in Colorado.

Kip’s Beach Blowjob

Lazy but beautiful Sunday here in London.  I’m just sitting in the house doing some work waiting for the Formula One to start.  I might try and find a pub with it on but might just stay here as well.  Here is something that Kip and I have been working on over the last couple of weeks and I thought it might spice up your Sunday……


My server admin Kip runs all the important tech stuff for all of my blogs and sites. He is brilliant and I wouldn’t have a business if it wasn’t for him. We met years ago through my previous server administrator who was given a job at one of the mega tech companies and he suggested Kip.

The role doesn’t require that someone has a speedo fetish or are even gay, but they will be working on a bunch of gay fetish websites so that is the first question I asked Kip when I started interviewing him.

He said he was totally fine with it and the content wasn’t an issue at all, he was only concerned with the setup of the infrastructure at the time and wanted to be sure he could work with what was in place which it turns out he was more than capable. I didn’t ask Kip had a speedo fetish or about his sexuality at the time. That didn’t matter to the job, that didn’t matter to me and since Kip lived in Colorado, there was a chance we would never even meet each other in person.

That isn’t how it turned out. Kip and I are now great friends, Kip has had a couple of trips to Australia and I’ve been over to the states twice a year for the last three or four years.

And Kip has a huge speedo fetish. He had it before working with me. It definitely hasn’t deminished since we started working with me either. We have also become fuck buddies although neither of us could see any kind of relationship in the traditional scense of the word.

While Kip is more gay than I am, he is out to his family and friends where I am not. He is shy and not very comfortable wearing speedos out in public although he has the body that can pull it off. Last winter Kip had to pay up when he lost a bet to wear speedos with me at several Colorado hot springs (something I wrote about in detail). Without me being present, I don’t think Kip has ever or would ever wear speedos in public.

A few weeks ago Kip told me this story of him having much more speedo courage than I ever thought possible. He has also given me permission to write about his experience and share it with you guys.

It was the middle of summer and Kip went out to the east coast to hang out with some relatives. He drove out which was a three day mission. Once there (he did ask me not to disclose the location but if you are a member, drop me an email and I’ll tell you the locations where this happened), Kip hooked up with a guy from Grindr who told him that there was a nude beach nearby and it was a place where guys hooked up. A few days later, Kip was horny (perhaps from all the speedo porn that is part of his work life) and decided to go to the nude beach and see what kind of trouble he could get in to.

Kip did say that part of his motivation was to work on his speedo tan. He is a huge fan of my speedo tan.

He got to the beach carpart feeling like a pervert, there were just the normal beach crowd in the parking lot, old, young, kids, couples, groups of people and families. His instructions were to walk up the beach about twenty minutes and he quickly realized that the beach nearest the parking lot was a normal beach. Kip was wearing normal clothing, shorts, t-shirt and he had his speedos on under his shorts. He had intentionally not brought along his dork shorts knowing that it would force him to go to the nude area because he wouldn’t speedo it up in front of a usual beach (he is so silly isn’t he?).

Kip said that the beach traffic was next to none a few minutes north of the parking lot. Then he saw some people with the usual umbrellas and beach chairs further ahead. Before he knew it Kip was in the middle of nude town, and he was completely clothed.

He said that everyone was polite, people nodding hello and even waving, much nicer than the normal beach. By then he felt out of place because he had his clothes on but he felt like he had gone too far now and couldn’t really take anything off. Another five minutes and the mass of nudity dwindled and Kip found a pretty quiet spot, laid out his towel, grabbed his laptop and dropped his shorts so that he was wearing only a classic black speedo brand speedo.

Like every time that Kip has speedo’d it up in public he said he felt a crazy sensation. Not just nude like in the locker rooms, but nude and naughty like sex (but not quite that naughty).

Kip had mobile coverage so used his mobile as a hotspot so started to do some work while working on his speedo tan.

It wasn’t porn related work (most of Kip’s work doesn’t actually have anything to do with the porn, he is tech and looks at code more than cock – I on the other hand work on cock and less code) so he wasn’t horny and was focused on what he was doing when something caught his eye to his right (south) that was about to get him stretching the front of his speedo.

Twenty minutes earlier two guys, mid thirties or so had walked up the beach and found a spot less than half a football pitch south of Kip, he barely noticed because they weren’t in his space. His only real thought about it was that he’d feel a little more awkward when he went for a swim than he would have if they were further away. But other than that, Kip had paid them no attention.

What finally did catch Kip’s attention was one of the guys blowing the other one. One guy had stood up, the other guy was on his knees going to town on the other guys cock.

Kip said that when he did a double take of what was going on, the guy getting blown was looking straight at Kip and smiled. What was Kip to do? The guys obviously had none of the inhabitions that Kip had so they probably liked being watched but for some weird reason Kip felt he wasn’t supposed to watch…. if there is any kind of nude beach ettiquette then Kip would be one of the last people to know them.

So, with a growing hardon from watching a guy suck cock thirty yards away from him on a beach, Kip didn’t move a muscle (except the muscle inside his speedo which was growing – although not uncomfortable yet), he kept his laptop open but found himself watching more and more.

Then Kip saw the guy being sucked make some kind of motion to someone further south that Kip couldn’t quite see. Kip was puzzled…..

A minute later, maybe a more, maybe less, Kip saw a third guy, around the same age, completely nude walking up the beach towards the couple who were still at it. Kip couldn’t believe it!!! The third guy walked up, shook hands with the guy getting blown, stood beside him and then his cock was in the mouth of the guy on his knees.

This kind of thing only happened in porn or occasionally hanging out with me (Dave Speedo Evans) when I had managed to pre arrange a hookup scenario. This kind of thing doesn’t happen in real life thought Kip.

Then the guy who was originally getting the blowjob looked at Kip and waved him over.

Kip tells me that he felt like the dog that caught the car. He was a little jealous when the third guy joined in because it wasn’t him but now that he was being invited to be the fourth he wads terrified. His indecision caused the first guy and the second guy to both start waving him over. That was too much peer pressure for Kip to stand so he closed him laptop and stood up.

His cock was hard, his speedo was under huge strain and the lycra has a dollop of precum oozing through it.

Not knowing the etiquette of nude beach group blowjobs Kip thought it would be polite to remove his speedo. The started to undo the write drawstring when he heard a whistle, he looked up and the guys being blown were shaking their heads and indicicating that they didn’t want Kip to remove his speedo. That was OK, speedos make Kip even hornier, just like me.

It was only thirty yards, but Kip reckons it took him half an hour to walk through the soft sand to the threesome that was about to become a foursome.

I don’t want to overstate how nervous or how much of a first time this was for Kip. If anything he is more sexually experienced with men than I am, he had had many, many group sex experiences (some with me) and has no problem at all hooking up with guys and he is probably more comfortable with casual hookups than I am. So don’t think that Kip is nervous about the sex, it is the public nature of it that he is unaccustomed to.

As Kip approaches the three guys, the first guy takes a step, extends a hand and introduces himself as Neil. Neil then proceeds to introduce Troy whose cock is being sucked and his husband, Smithy, whose mouth is full of cock and grunts a greeting.

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Las Vegas Threesome

As promised, here is a very detailed description of what I got up to in Vegas a few weeks ago.  Most of this was written by Penny and I have personally cum 3 times reading this and I was there!!!

Enjoy guys…….


Last weekend I was invited, by Penny and Pat to join them in Vegas for their anniversary.

This invitation wasn’t to catch up or celebrate, it was an invitation to fuck them both.  I had met Penny and Pat on the speedo Forum that I  run.  Pat was a swimmer in school and had always had a thing for  speedos.  He met Penny in college and she is turned on by guys in  speedos and encouraged Pat’s fetish.  Over the years we exchanged photos and stories.

Penny and Pat had experienced sex with more than just each other but  only after a game of strip poker and there was no bisexual contact, it  was two couples just swapping partners.

Pat has no guy/guy experience but it very curious and seeing her husband with another guy is Penny’s number one fantasy.

When Penny and Pat decided to spend a couple of days in Vegas for their  6th wedding anniversary they shot me a message asking if I’d like to  join them.  Of course I’d love to join them!

Without further a due, I’m going to hand this over to Penny…


Pat and I were soooo excited.  It has been a long winter and the idea of hanging out at the pool in 95 degree heat just sounded divine.  Who am I kidding, we were both excited to finally meet the famous Dave Speedo  Evans in person and even more excited for what the three of us would get up to in the bedroom.

We were staying at Planet Hollywood, Dave was staying at Paris and  expected to get in a few hours before we arrived.  Since Paris has the  nicer pool, we agreed to meet there around 3pm.

Despite the excitement, we were both a little nervous for sure but we  were both eager beavers.  After lining up to check in, we got to our  room and wanted to get to the pool ASAP.  I put on my black bikini with a loose dress over the top, Pat put on his red speedos (both our  favorites).  It was only then that Pat realized I hadn’t packed ANY  shorts for him.  He wasn’t upset but he was bothered a little bit.  I  figured that if we ate out he would wear jeans and during the day we’d  be either in the pool or the hotel room so his speedos should be enough.

While Pat was a swimmer in school and a little bit in college, he isn’t  totally comfortable wearing his speedo out in public.  He definitely has but more often than not it is as a joke, after a few drinks or  somewhere that we don’t know anybody.  Having no choice but to wear his  little red speedos in Vegas was outside the box for Pat but like I say,  he didn’t have any choice.

We poured a drink, Pat wrapped a towel around his waist and we headed down to the pool.

The pool at Paris is gorgeous and huge.  I was surprised just how many  people were there, hundreds.  There was no way to get a chair that close to the pool which made me smile because it meant that Pat would have to walk past a lot of people in his speedo.

He did it though, I felt proud that Pat turned a few heads in his red  speedo.  He still has that swimmers build that I love and he looks  amazing just in a speedo.  We slipped into the pool with our drinks and  continued to look around for Dave…. Pat spotted him first.

We had gotten in the pool nearly the complete opposite side of the pool  from him but once I saw him he stood out.  He was the only other guy,  out of hundreds, wearing a speedo, a black speedo.  Dave was sitting on  the side of the pool just below the lifeguard chair, drink in hand, red  baseball cap and looking straight at us with a cheese eating grin that  we could see from the 100 yards or so across the pool.  The pool isn’t  very deep, belly button depth maybe so we started working our way  through the throngs of people towards Dave.

It felt like we took for ever to cross that darn pool, the whole time I  could feel Dave looking at us and as we got closer I could see that Dave looked hot.  Unlike Pat, Dave’s tan was all over and didn’t show the  white thighs of a guy who doesn’t usually wear speedos in public like  Pat.  And he oozed confidence.

As we got within 10 yards or so Dave slipped into the pool and walked  towards us.  It was like old friends catching up after not seeing each  other for years.  Hand shakes and hugs all round, toasting our drinks  and laughing about Pat being forced to ‘speedo it up’ as Dave says.   While I’m sure Pat felt awkward walking from our towels to the pool,  after a few minutes it really didn’t seem like a big deal, or any deal,  at all.  We ended up sitting on some steps right near the lifeguard,  Dave went off to grab more drinks and we settled in for a wonderful  afternoon.

As the shawows got longer we moved around the pool to avoid the shadow  of the fake Eiffel Tower, different people joined us and chatted, we  chatted to the lifeguard (just a kid) who took some photos for us.   Dave’s mobile phone is waterproof so we had some fun with that (yes I  have those photos but they are for private consumption only).

Throughout the afternoon the drinks flowed and we really did have a great time.

Pat and Dave got a little bit of attention from two groups of girls so  perhaps somewhere out there in social media there are some pics of my  husband and the famous Dave Speedo Evans in the pool in their speedos.   If you find some, please send them through to us.

Things finally wound down and it was time to exit pool right.  Dave  suggested we all get changed and meet at his room for some drinks but I  was really horny and keen to get the naughty part of Vegas going.  I  countered Dave’s suggestion and said he should come back with us to our  hotel room.  He didn’t argue.  We packed up, Dave put on some shorts  over his speedos, Pat wrapped a towel around his waist, I threw my light dress over my bikini and we headed back.

Things had been so great at the pool that any reservations I had about  our first real threesome were alleviated and now I was just horny to  start the action.  From the semi chub that Pat had in the front of his  red speedo for the last hour, he was feeling the same.

We were on the twenty something floor and after some people got out on  lower floors we had the elevator to ourselves and Dave asked us if we  were ready for what was about to happen….. Pat and I both answered in  the affirmative, things were about to get hot and I was about to see my  husband fuck and suck another man.  It felt like the anticipation before I lost my virginity, and I guess this was going to be the popping of  our bisexual threesome cherry.


As I begin to write about what happened when the three of us got inside  the hotel room I realized that it seems like it was planned or staged  which in a way it was.  In the weeks leading up to the trip the three of us spoke in depth about the ‘rules’, our boundaries and our turn ons.   Although, after the three of us got along so well in the pool, and  Dave’s experience I think it probably would have gone the same anyway.

Having an extra guy has been a fantasy of Pat and I for years.  We’ve  both spoken about it a lot.  For me, the idea of watching Pat with  another guy is probably the hottest fantasy I have.  For Pat, watching  me with another guy as well as having me ‘spit roasted’ (Pat and a guy  both fucking me and me sucking the other off) is his fantasy.  And…  Pat

I think it shows how amazing Pat and I are together when both our fantasies are of the other person.

Saying that, Pat has never been with a guy.  Zero guy/guy contact.  He  has never made out with a guy, never touched another guys cock and his  only real turn on towards guys stems from his days swimming and guys in  speedos.  We both thought it was a little bit odd until we realized that there are a lot of guys who are turn on by speedos which lead us to  meet Dave Speedo Evans.

Neither of us are into anal, Pat and I have tried it and it doesn’t do  it for me. Obviously Pat has never received anal and while he doesn’t  mind a finger (pinkie) occasionally when I’m blowing him in the shower  or hottub, it isn’t much of a turn on for him.  Fucking Dave… that is  something he might be into as you will find out.

As for Dave’s rules, if you guys have read anything about Dave he is up for just about anything.

Now that we have established all the rules I should return to us  entering the hotel room.  I opened the door and walked in, my husband  Pat wearing a t-shirt and a towel wrapped around his red speedos and  Dave Speedo Evans followed us in with a pair of shorts over his black  ADIDAS speedos.  It really was about to happen, our first bisexual  threesome.


Dave definitely started things off, before the door had even closed  behind him, he had ripped Pat’s towel off him and it seemed like in one  motion Dave was stripping down to his speedos.

Again, this was something that the three of us had talked about online  earlier about so I took my dress off (now I was just in my bikini) and I sat down on one of those cheap hotel chairs to enjoy the show that I  knew was about to begin.  Man handling Pat, who had taken his shirt off  and was down to just his red lycra speedos, he and Dave were on the king sized bed on their knees facing each other.

Dave asked Pat if he was ready and without replying, my husband kissed a man for the first time.

It was unbelievably hot.

Pat’s hands were holding Dave’s head and watching Dave’s hands grab my  husbands butt pulling them together.  They were both hard and when  someone wears a speedo it is pretty obvious.

The two of them were grinding their cocks together a little bit but this mustn’t have been enough for Dave who moved one of his hands from my  husbands arse to the front of his speedo and started rubbing it from the drawstring all the way between Pat’s legs past his balls.

Writing this it reads like this was all in about 10 seconds but it was really five minutes or so.

I was incredibly turned on and had my hand down the front of my bottoms  but enough about me, the real action was going on in the bed in front of me.

As if I wasn’t turned on enough, Dave then asked Pat if he was ready to suck his first cock.

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