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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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.


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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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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.

Shower GuysSpeedo Shower Sex

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.

Cumming in Speedos

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.

AussieBum Jockstrap

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…..