As you guys know ( or those who read my web log ) I have recently moved up to the Sunshine coast. It is in Australia, on the east seacoast, north of Brisbane in the Department of State of Queensland.

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

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

Let me state you about the first champion I made here in my new home town.

It was the end of my initiatory wax day in my new unit of measurement and after a day at the beach, working on my speedo tan, I was feeling a little bit horny. Maybe a niggling bit lonely to go along with feeling horny. I grabbed my Mobile River phone, a boozing and went up to the rooftop hottub. Because of all the border closures here in Commonwealth of Australia, the building I'm living in has no tourists and feels really empty so I had the hottub all to myself. I was wearing a pair of AussieBum Portsea's ( they are low-spirited and I have a bit of a history getting in to naughty situations while wearing them ).

session in the hottub, on my own, I started updating my inside information on the hookup app. Just a little bit of a fustian : if you use a geological dating or assemblage app, put as often info as you can in there and as many photos as potential. The solid musical theme of it is to hookup and the more someone knows about you the better. And then when you message somebody, trying putting a niggling more effort than"Hey ”. If it goes well, I will be sucking your cock, or letting your nookie my arse in the future thirty minutes, how about a little more than"Hey ”. So I updated my visibility, added some new pic ( I've put on a little bit of system of weights since the Covid started so wanted up to day of the month flick ).

Profile updated, I made a couple of phone outcry then ducked back down stairs to get another drink.

It had been half an hour or so since I updated my visibility and the app had blown up with content. I can't call back exactly how many subject matter were in my inbox but if it was twelve, ten of them were the"Hey ”. Deliverer F. Christ ! ! ! Some people are slump. In the past I've replied to a"Hey"with"Hey is what horses eat."but this time I just deleted them.

One response did grab my attention though."G'day Dave, looking smashing in that little speedo. My partner matt and I would screw to run across you. We both prefer being top, think you could do by us ? chequer out our profile for more point about us and feel give up to ask anything."

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

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

They were just around the corner so ten moment later I got their substance that they were here. I wrapped my towel around me, threw on my shirt and headed down to the front doors to let the bozo in. They looked just like their photograph online and we all shook hands, just like old mates.

We jumped in the elevator to channelise up to the rooftop hottub and there was an elder duet 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 succeeding hour !

spinal column on the ceiling, the cat lost their shirts and short and revealed their AussieBum speedos. I dropped my towel and that made three guys, speedo guy wire, getting in the hottub. The guy wire brought some beer and they were handed around.

When I'm on my knees, the hottub is about nipple cryptic. Somehow it worked out that I was in the midsection of the hottub, on my knee joint and the hombre were on either side of meat of me. After a little bit of minuscule lecture, a few sips of beer, one of the guys asked me to hold his beer. No problems. However, I didn't realize what he had in mind. Now I had a beer in each hand which made me a little vulnerable. His hands started roaming around my speedo. His hands were joined by the early guy who put his beer down and his hands started as well. Four big, masculine manpower all over my speedo, social movement, back, squeezing, rubbing. I was wide erect.

Then their hands were inside my speedo.

Without undoing the drawstring their hands slipped under the lycra through the legs. hands, everywhere. My egg, my prick, my stern hole.

I wanted to feel how horny these guys were so I managed to put down the beers in my hands and reached under the water to sense the front of their speedos. The nylon ( AussieBum's are made of nylon instead of lycra ) covering their tool was being stretched. They were both intemperately, really hard.

If the hottub was secret we would have kept going there but since we could induce been interrupted at any mo, 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 conceal the three tough cocks that were acquaint. And, the conversation might have made any unsuspecting guest blush a little bit. The guy cable asked me if I liked being Spit Roasted. Who did they think they were asking ? Of course of instruction I like being spittle Roasted !

right hand there, in the elevator, they had a scissors/paper/rock to determine who got first go on my bottom. It felt like my tush was being auctioned off.

Imagine if you were in an elevator with three guy wire, all shirtless, towels not really hiding their bulging genitals, listening to them decide who got to fuck my arse first.

We didn't make it all the way in to my unit when our speedos were being removed. I personally prefer to keep them on but it didn't feeling like I would get much of a say in proceedings. My speedos were pretty much torn off and the three of us headed to my bedroom. Again, I was between these two muscly guys and they positioned me on my knees. Before I knew it, I had a peter in my mouth and felt my rear end cheeks spread and the former guy starting signal tonguing my keister. I really love being rimmed.

The rimjob didn't survive long, he was just getting my arse ready for the nooky that was to cum. The next spirit I was aware of ( remember I was working on a fat cock that was in my mouthpiece so I had former things to focus on ). I felt a fingerbreadth, all slippery, working around my butt yap. Then, it was inside me. Just a niggling bit. I must receive flinched a niggling bit because one of the guy ( I wasn't sure which one ) asked if I was OK.

Breaking my suction on the cock that was in my rima oris, I turn my head and said"Are you going to get laid me or what ?"

That got a laugh from the guy cable and as the guy behind me positioned his cock at my rear entry 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 building block. Now I was feeling just how thick it was. With cock in my oral fissure I moaned when the head of his shaft 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 tail found some rhythm and was fucking me with a Nice unwavering pace. This gave me a change to focus on the prick in my mouth.

My new found focal point on the cock in my lip was working, working too well because all of a sudden it was removed from my mouthpiece and I was told he was getting too close. He lifted me up and started kissing me instead. It might have been the change in the position of my hips but the guy in my arse lifted the tempo, he was getting close. Louder moan, closer. Then one mystifying thrust and he paused, then I felt him shudder as his cock exploded. He had a pretty right hairgrip on my hip joint as I felt his cock stitch and spasm inside me.

The guy I was kissing while this coming was happening, in my can, broke off the candy kiss and told his young man that it was his bend on my arse.

rooster was removed from my arse, and I expected to be turned around but instead I was pushed backwards on the bed so I was lying on my backbone. The guy who had just fucked me handed his boyfriend a prophylactic which was put on in record book time then he grabbed me by the hips. I was dragged towards him and my hips raised.

he first guy to fuck me had removed his put-upon rubber and grabbed my knee lifting them up, This gave his boyfriend leisurely access code to my, recently fucked, arse.

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

It was a close destination, but I think I started cumming on my stomach a few seconds before the guy in my prat started cumming.

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

After that first encounter, it has turned in to a hebdomadary thing. We hang out in speedos, drink some beer and two guys fuck my brains out. It is a decent arrangement I think .