As you guys have a go at it ( or those who read my blog ) I have recently moved up to the Sunshine slide. It is in Australia, on the eastward coast, due north of Brisbane in the State of Queensland.

I have always wanted to live up here because it is laid back, the weather is beautiful ( that might be why they call it the sunniness Coast ) and the beaches are great. Me moving up here happened pretty quickly, without lots preparation 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 Australian Speedo Guy and I have a bit of a history with mobile assemblage apps.

Let me tell you about the first friend I made here in my new plate 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 little bit horny. Maybe a little bit lonely to go along with feeling horny. I grabbed my Mobile River phone, a drink and went up to the rooftop hottub. Because of all the border closures here in Australia, the construction I'm livelihood in has no tourists and tone really empty so I had the hottub all to myself. I was wearing a pair of AussieBum Portsea's ( they are blue and I have a bit of a history getting in to naughty berth while wearing them ).

Sitting in the hottub, on my own, I started updating my detail on the hookup app. Just a little bit of a rant : if you use a dating or hookup app, put as a lot info as you can in there and as many photos as possible. The all idea of it is to hookup and the Sir Thomas More someone knows about you the upright. And then when you message person, trying putting a petty more effort than"Hey ”. If it goes well, I will be sucking your cock, or letting your roll in the hay my arse in the next thirty minutes, how about a little Sir Thomas More than"Hey ”. So I updated my profile, added some new photos ( I've put on a little bit of weight since the Covid started so wanted up to appointment pics ).

Profile updated, I made a distich of telephone calls then ducked back down stairs to get another drink.

It had been half an hour or so since I updated my profile and the app had blown up with messages. I can't remember exactly how many substance were in my inbox but if it was twelve, ten of them were the"Hey ”. Jesus Christ F. Christ ! ! ! Some people are slack. In the past I've replied to a"Hey"with"Hey is what horses eat."but this clip I just deleted them.

One answer did catch my aid though."G'day Dave, looking big in that footling speedo. My cooperator Matt and I would love to meet you. We both prefer being top, think you could manage us ? Check out our visibility for Thomas More detail about us and feel release to ask anything."

I looked at their profile. Two barrelful chested Australian men, these hombre were big, late mid-thirties and while their photos didn't show their faces ( I completely understand the want for circumspection ) there was a photo of them arm in arm on a beach wearing AussieBum speedos.

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

They were just around the corner so ten minutes 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 lead up to the rooftop hottub and there was an quondam couple coming up from the basement joining us in the elevator. If they only knew what the three of us were going to get up to in the side by side hour !

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

When I'm on my genu, the hottub is about mammilla oceanic abyss. Somehow it worked out that I was in the center of the hottub, on my genu and the guys were on either side of me. After a little bit of lowly talk, a few sips of beer, one of the bozo 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 bridge player which made me a little vulnerable. His hands started roaming around my speedo. His hired hand were joined by the other guy who put his beer down and his hands started as well. Four big, masculine hired hand all over my speedo, nominal head, back, squeezing, rubbing. I was good erect.

Then their hands were inside my speedo.

Without undoing the drawstring their hands slipped under the lycra through the wooden leg. Hands, everywhere. My balls, my shaft, my butt hole.

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

If the hottub was common soldier we would make kept going there but since we could have been interrupted at any moment, I suggested we take this trinity back to my unit.

Thankfully cypher joined us in the elevator. Although we had towels around our waistline, the towels couldn't enshroud the three unvoiced dick that were present. And, the conversation might have made any unsuspecting guest blush a piddling bit. The guys asked me if I liked being spit Roasted. Who did they think they were asking ? Of class I like being saliva Roasted !

Right there, in the lift, they had a scissors/paper/rock to decide 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 guy wire, all shirtless, towels not really hiding their bulging crotches, listening to them decide who got to get it on my tush 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 look like I would get much of a say in legal proceeding. My speedos were pretty much torn off and the three of us headed to my sleeping accommodation. Again, I was between these two muscly guys and they positioned me on my human knee. Before I knew it, I had a dick in my mouth and felt my hindquarters face spread and the other guy head start tonguing my arse. I really get laid being rimmed.

The rimjob didn't last long, he was just getting my arse ready for the ass that was to cum. The next tactile sensation I was aware of ( remember I was working on a fat cock that was in my lip so I had other things to rivet on ). I felt a digit, all slippery, working around my butt trap. Then, it was inside me. Just a minuscule bit. I must have flinched a trivial bit because one of the guys ( I wasn't sure which one ) asked if I was OK.

Breaking my suction on the peter that was in my mouth, I turn my head and said"Are you going to fuck me or what ?"

That got a laugh from the Guy and as the guy behind me positioned his hammer at my parent debut he said something along the line of work 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 duncical from touching it in the hottub, and seeing it when we got back to my unit. Now I was feeling just how thick it was. With cock in my rima oris I moaned when the psyche of his cock popped in. He paused, I paused and after a few irregular I was pushing my arse back towards him, wanting more.

The guy in my arse found some round and was fucking me with a dainty truelove pacing. This gave me a modification to focus on the cock in my mouth.

My new found direction on the cock in my mouth was working, working too well because all of a sudden it was removed from my rima oris and I was told he was getting too close. He lifted me up and started kissing me instead. It might ingest been the change in the position of my hips but the guy in my tooshie lifted the tempo, he was getting close. Louder moans, closer. Then one deep thrust and he paused, then I felt him shudder as his cock exploded. He had a pretty serious clasp on my hips as I felt his tool stitch and spasm inside me.

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

dick was removed from my butt, and I expected to be turned around but instead I was pushed backwards on the bed so I was lying on my binding. The guy who had just fucked me handed his beau a condom which was put on in record 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 used condom and grabbed my knees lifting them up, This gave his boyfriend easy access to my, recently fucked, arse.

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

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

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

After that initiative encounter, it has turned in to a each week affair. We hang out in speedos, drink some beer and two cat fuck my brainiac out. It is a dainty organization I think .