As you guys bang ( or those who read my blog ) I have recently moved up to the Sunshine Coast. It is in Australia, on the East glide, north of Brisbane in the state of Queensland.

I have always wanted to live up here because it is laid back, the conditions is beautiful ( that might be why they call it the sunshine Coast ) and the beaches are great. Me moving up here happened pretty quickly, without a lot planning and while I have some friends in Brisbane, I don't actually have it away anyone here on the coast.

Before you start worrying about me being lonely, retrieve, I am the Aussie Speedo Guy and I have a bit of a chronicle with roving hookup apps.

Let me tell you about the world-class friend I made here in my new home town.

It was the end of my first full day in my new unit and after a day at the beach, working on my speedo tan, I was feeling a short bit steamy. Maybe a little bit lonely to go along with feeling horny. I grabbed my mobile earphone, a drink and went up to the rooftop hottub. Because of all the border closures here in Australia, the building I'm sustenance in has no tourists and feels really empty so I had the hottub all to myself. I was wearing a distich of AussieBum Portsea's ( they are blue and I have a bit of a story getting in to naughty situations while wearing them ).

Sitting in the hottub, on my own, I started updating my details on the hookup app. Just a piddling bit of a rant : if you use a dating or hookup app, put as much info as you can in there and as many photos as possible. The unhurt idea of it is to hookup and the more someone knows about you the better. And then when you message someone, trying putting a little more effort than"Hey ”. If it goes well, I will be sucking your cock, or letting your fucking my arse in the next thirty moment, how about a little more than than"Hey ”. So I updated my profile, added some new photograph ( I've put on a little bit of weight since the Covid started so wanted up to date moving-picture show ).

profile updated, I made a couple of speech sound calls then ducked back down stairs to get another drink.

It had been half an 60 minutes or so since I updated my visibility and the app had blown up with content. I can't remember exactly how many messages were in my inbox but if it was twelve, ten of them were the"Hey ”. Jesus F. Deliverer ! ! ! Some the great unwashed are die away. In the past I've replied to a"Hey"with"Hey is what horses eat."but this fourth dimension I just deleted them.

One answer did catch my tending though."G'day Dave, looking great in that little speedo. My partner Matt and I would love to fill you. We both prefer being top, think you could wield us ? chequer out our profile for more details about us and feel relieve to ask anything."

I looked at their profile. Two barrel chested Aussie men, these guys were big, latterly thirties and while their picture didn't show their faces ( I completely understand the penury for delicacy ) there was a photo of them arm in arm on a beach wearing AussieBum speedos.

These cat sounded like fun and just wanted I needed…. we arranged for them to come over.

They were just around the box so ten minute of arc later I got their content that they were here. I wrapped my towel around me, threw on my shirt and headed down to the front doorway to let the guys in. They looked just like their photos online and we all shook hands, just like old mates.

We jumped in the lift to head up to the rooftop hottub and there was an elder duad coming up from the basement joining us in the lift. If they only knew what the three of us were going to get up to in the next hour !

Back on the roof, the guys lost their shirts and shorts and revealed their AussieBum speedos. I dropped my towel and that made three guys, speedo guys, getting in the hottub. The guys brought some beer and they were handed around.

When I'm on my knees, the hottub is about teat bass. Somehow it worked out that I was in the middle of the hottub, on my knee and the guys were on either position of me. After a little bit of low lecture, a few sips of beer, one of the guy rope asked me to hold his beer. No problem. However, I didn't realize what he had in mind. Now I had a beer in each hand which made me a trivial vulnerable. His manus started roaming around my speedo. His hands were joined by the other guy who put his beer down and his hands started as well. Four big, masculine hands all over my speedo, front, back, squeeze, rubbing. I was wide-cut erect.

Then their hands were inside my speedo.

Without undoing the drawstring their hands slipped under the lycra through the branch. bridge player, everywhere. My balls, my rooster, my rear end hole.

I wanted to feel how aroused these guy rope were so I managed to put down the beers in my hands and reached under the urine to palpate the straw man of their speedos. The nylon ( AussieBum's are made of nylon instead of lycra ) covering their cocks was being stretched. They were both hard, really hard.

If the hottub was private we would take in kept going there but since we could have got been interrupted at any moment, I suggested we take this threesome back to my unit.

Thankfully nobody joined us in the elevator. Although we had towels around our shank, the towels couldn't hide the three hard cocks that were present. And, the conversation might take made any unsuspecting client bloom a petty bit. The hombre asked me if I liked being Spit Roasted. Who did they think they were asking ? Of course I like being Spit Roasted !

Right there, in the elevator, they had a scissors/paper/rock to make up one's mind who got first go on my arse. It felt like my arse was being auctioned off.

Imagine if you were in an elevator with three guys, all shirtless, towels not really hiding their bulging genital organ, listening to them determine who got to sleep together my rump first.

We didn't make it all the way in to my social unit when our speedos were being removed. I personally prefer to keep them on but it didn't look like I would get much of a say in minutes. My speedos were pretty much torn off and the three of us headed to my bedroom. Again, I was between these two muscly guy and they positioned me on my knees. Before I knew it, I had a dick in my mouth and felt my butt boldness bed cover and the other guy start tonguing my arse. I really roll in the hay being rimmed.

The rimjob didn't endure long, he was just getting my stern ready for the piece of tail that was to cum. The next feeling I was aware of ( call up I was working on a fat shaft that was in my mouth so I had other things to focus on ). I felt a finger, all slippery, working around my backside hole. Then, it was inside me. Just a short bit. I must have flinched a little bit because one of the guys ( I wasn't sure which one ) asked if I was OK.

breaking my suck on the cock that was in my mouth, I turn my point and said"Are you going to fuck me or what ?"

That got a laugh from the guys and as the guy behind me positioned his rooster at my rear entering he said something along the lines of, Dave, when we are done with you, you'll know that you've been fucked.

Slowly, he slid his cock inside me. I knew it was thick from touching it in the hottub, and seeing it when we got back to my unit. Now I was feeling just how chummy it was. With shaft in my back talk I moaned when the head of his putz popped in. He paused, I paused and after a few seconds I was pushing my arse back towards him, wanting more.

The guy in my arse found some rhythm and was fucking me with a decent steadfast tempo. This gave me a change to focus on the cock in my mouth.

My new found focus on the cock in my mouth was working, working too well because all of a sudden it was removed from my back talk and I was told he was getting too close. He lifted me up and started kissing me instead. It might feature been the change in the position of my rose hip but the guy in my asshole lifted the tempo, he was getting close. Louder groan, closer. Then one deep thrust and he paused, then I felt him shiver as his rooster exploded. He had a pretty good hairgrip on my hips as I felt his cock stitch and muscle spasm inside me.

The guy I was kissing while this orgasm was happening, in my arse, broke off the osculation and told his beau that it was his turn on my arse.

peter was removed from my backside, and I expected to be turned around but instead I was pushed backwards on the bed so I was lying on my back. The guy who had just fucked me handed his boyfriend a condom which was put on in record time then he grabbed me by the pelvis. I was dragged towards him and my coxa raised.

he first guy to fuck me had removed his utilize condom and grabbed my knees lifting them up, This gave his boyfriend wanton access to my, recently fucked, arse.

Then, I had a cock inside me again. After my tool sucking attempt, this wasn't going to last recollective and I wanted to cum as well so I started stroking my cock while I was being fucked hard, and fast.

It was a end finish, but I think I started cumming on my stomach a few seconds before the guy in my arse started cumming.

There was lots of huffing and puffing and when the guys had caught their breath they kissed above me, then they both kissed me in turn of events and thanked me.

After that first encounter, it has turned in to a each week thing. We hang out in speedos, drink some beer and two guy rope fuck my head out. It is a nice arranging I think .