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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A Decade Between Blowjobs

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For those who don’t follow my blog, let me fill you in on where I am.  I employ a server admin (who keeps all my sites running and fixes any technical issues that are above my pay grade) who over the years has become one of my best friends, his name is Kip. Kip has visited me in Australia and each year I try and arrange a ‘work’ trip over to his place in the snowboarding town of Breckenridge, Colorado.  Kip is gay and loves speedos.  We do mix work and pleasure, to be honest, we are fuck buddies and anytime we get together we have a lot of speedo fun.


I arrived in Colorado last week and it has been great.  The weather has been awesome and I’ve reacquainted myself with Kip’s hottub (and his cock).  Last night (Friday) I thought I’d have the house to myself as Kip was going to spend the weekend down in Denver.  On Friday morning Kip asked me if it was OK, if some friends of his crashed here, of course it was OK with me, it is his house and I’m a guest.  Kip said the couple, Jeff and Stephanie, are long time friends and were coming up after work to go skiing on Saturday morning.

So, last night, I was just doing some work and having a Jack and coke when Jeff and Stephanie arrived just before 9pm.  They were both good looking, right around my age, been dating for a year or so and they were both a little tipsy having grabbed dinner in town before getting to the house.

After introductions and pouring them some drinks, they both said they wanted to hottub.

Jeff had forgotten his hottub attire and asked if he could borrow some of mine or Kip’s.  I joked that swimsuits weren’t mandatory…. then I went up stairs to get some speedos for Jeff.  Of course he didn’t ask, or expect, speedos but, that was what I was going to bring him.

Up stairs, I dropped my jeans to reveal my new Arena speedos that I’ve been showing you guys in my selfies all week, wrapped a towel around my waist and returned to Jeff with my red AussieBum speedos (pictured below this paragraph).  I just threw them at him from across the room and the two of them started laughing.

Dave Evans Selfies

“Be serious Dave.”

“This is what Kip makes me wear in his hottub.”  I replied, the three of us joking around.

When I didn’t make a move or offer an alternative swimsuit choice, Stephanie said “You can just wear your boxers Jeff.”

I thought I saw a little bit of disappointment in Jeff’s face.  I left the red speedos on the kitchen table and went up stairs to grab a pair of my dork shorts for Jeff.

While they both changed, I grabbed some more drinks and got in the hottub.  I was in the hottub with the bubbles on when Jeff and Stephanie joined me.  For the next hour or so we kept drinking and chatting and were all getting along great.  Neither of them knew I was sitting there in my tiny new black Arena speedos and I was looking forward to having to get out for more drinks and give them a surprise but, both of them kept beating me to the punch and getting up to get drinks so my speedos were still a secret.

I admit, the thought of a threesome had entered my mind but the conversation hadn’t turned sexual at all.  Stephanie was getting pretty drunk though and she decided to call it a night.  I started to get up and she told us boys to keep hanging out and have some ‘boy time’.

Jeff did get out with Stephanie saying he’d get her to bed and be back with another round of drinks.

It was when Jeff returns that the night went from a boring, non-sexual hottub with friends of a friend to, well, lets just say the opposite of boring and non-sexual.

To my complete surprise Jeff slid open the door to the house and stepped out with two fresh Jack and cokes and wearing the red AussieBum speedos that I had left on the kitchen table.  I usually try to make people feel like wearing speedos is no big deal and don’t react when I see them (although I am jumping up and down with joy on the inside) but seeing Jeff wearing my red speedos was too much.

“Ow wow.”

“You said it was a house rule to wear a speedo right?”

“Yeah” I replied as I stood up to grab one of the drinks from Jeff as he was getting into the hottub.  Jeff repeated me saying “Ow wow.”

I sat on the edge of the hottub which Jeff did as well and we clinked out glasses.

“To Aussies and speedos.”  Jeff toasted.

Jeff said he wanted to wear them when I threw them at him and was disappointed that Stephanie didn’t approve of the speedos.  He said it was probably good that she didn’t see me wearing mine in case it freaked her out.  We both agreed it sucked that so many women think speedos are weird.

It was all kind of normal, just two guys sitting in a hottub wearing speedos.

“These feel great.  I haven’t worn a speedo since I was eighteen years old and on the swim team.  I haven’t sucked cock since then either.”


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Sex at Sydney Airport

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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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