terminal twelvemonth, pre-covid of course of study, one of my members reached out to me asking me if I 'd like to attend a assembly that he has regularly with a clump of guys at his place ( he mentioned a beautiful syndicate ). The group of cat are are 'speedo favorable'and he thought I would fit in. Yes, it is a habitue Speedo kitty political party / Orgy. It is only a couple of hours from my house but I could n't make it ( I was in Colorado at Kip 's place having my share of Speedo Hottub political party / drunken revelry ). I asked the host ,'K', if he 'd like to go into some detail of what happened at his pool party and this is what he got back to me with ....

Dave, I'm happy to chip in the below details of the meet ( unfortunately now that autumn is here - the speedo concept / pocket billiards party is likely to be put on hold until we hit spring again ).

The names and exact location are changed so that the mathematical group and member of the group are not identified.

The afternoon went as follows…

As the Host of this little gathering, I sent an email to all the guy rope who had confirmed their attendance to the Speedo Party on the morning of the meet. Proceedings kicked off with us all meeting in the beer garden of my topical anaesthetic pub ( let's say it is the Bondi Pub ) … as some of the bozo are not out, the pub of choice is a straight pub to deflect any anxiety such a meet might bestow on.

Two o'clock ( afternoon ) rolled around and the guys turned up one by one at the destine group meeting spot in the pub. Some had been to previous meet so were more well-heeled than the newbies attending for the first clock time. Thankfully the sun was out and it was warm enough to enjoy a beer with each other to put everyone at ease. Of the regulars, Kenny, Ben and Stewart were there along with Michael, Pete, Mark and myself ( I can go into more item about each fellow perhaps in another edition ). Brett, Brad and Kyle were the newbies. I knew this company would be one to remember, this solicitation of guys were hot !

Brad was the last to show up and the boy were we excited to suffer him, Brad is a surf life belt at a topical anaesthetic beach and had the perfect Australian beach body ; tanned, blond haircloth, rippled, big grinning. I had seen pics of him in speedos prior to the sports meeting so knew the other boys would be excited to meet him. Kyle was also a hit with the lad, tall, olive complexion with a gym-toned physique. No uncertainty each of the guys were sizing up each other and wondering what might be under each of their shorts.

We agreed to leave the pub around a half hour later as the guys had a swallow or two under their belts. The last member to join us was Johnny - he was too shy to meet us in the pub so he met us in the street up the road from the pub. Being twenty-five, he was the unseasoned penis of the group, Johnny was very anxious about how the afternoon would go. My apartment was a light five minute amble from the pub. On reaching at my pad, we stripped down to our speedos as the sun was shining and the male child were peachy for a dab around in the pocket billiards in my apartment complex. Some guys had their speedos on already under their short, some of the other Guy changed in to them in my apartment, just about all the guys looked gym-toned to various degrees. This was going to be fun.

Brad had a bod to die for. He looked so chiseled in his gloomy surf lifesaving speedos. He filled them out well too… I gave him a playful tap on the arse as we were about to manoeuver poolside. Reb was the only when one to assume boardies, he was scared of the pee temps impacting on the sizing of his manhood, hehe. Kyle looked hot in his black Adidas speedos ( Andrew D. White stripes on side ). Stewart wore a brace of red speedos ( stitching down the heart of his bum crack ) and was a keen swimmer so looked corking with his swimmer shape. Ben, Pete and myself all wore traditional pitch-dark survival Speedos, mine with the drawstrings neatly crossed outside of my speedos ( don't particularly like tucking them inside ).

Some of the blighter were quickly in the syndicate, fortunately there were no neighbours out in the pond orbit so we had the blank space to ourselves. Some of the fella were just keen to sit poolside and work on their tans with their foot in the water, the sun was out and the temp would have been around twenty-five Anders Celsius ( 77F ), the pond temp was actually a little bit cooler given that we had just moved into autumn.

After an minute or so, we headed up to my apartment with the anticipation high that the speedo company was going to go up a notch in full term of excitation. We pulled out a few beers and put the footy on the big filmdom. Some of the guys already had hard-ons in their speedos so I knew it wasn't going to drive long for things to inflame up. Stewart had been to an earlier party and took it upon himself to offer to go sans speedo, in the hope that everyone would pursue. He was hard and hard a nicely-tuned athletic body. The residue of us did take the cue, and stripped off our speedos. Stewart took a liking for Mark and started straddling him on the seat he was sitting. Wow things were heating up very quickly ! Full-on French people kissing was there to be seen and was getting the rest of us pretty horned up. Mark had a immense boner, his uncut shaft a affair of beauty. James Maitland Stewart started to crop on mark's member and fool was moaning in infrangible delight.

While this was happening, some of the boy had taken up can on the two sofa, it didn't take long for the lads to mate off and engage in similar bodily process to that of Jimmy Stewart and target. If only we had a photographic camera filming all the XXX activities ! On one sofa, Kyle and Brett were seated side by side to each other and in front of both on their human knee were Brad and Ben, each were working over Kyle and Brett's cut stopcock. Brad couldn't get enough of Kyle's prick, he was taking all of it down his pharynx almost gagging. Not to be outdone, Ben was working extra time on Brett's member, a few of the sonny boy were enjoying just watching the activity unfold.

By this stage, stain had grabbed a condom and some lube and had Stewart sitting on him and riding him up and down. scar could not contain his excitement, a bottle of beer that was near him accidentally got knocked over due to the battering on the side of the kitchen bench. It didn't take Mark long to cum, Jimmy Stewart rode him vigorously to the that stage and Mark let out a shady yelping as he came and his nerve contorted into some weird pattern. Stewart then started jerking himself and soon after came all over Mark's stomach. prick couldn't supporter himself as he was watching Jimmy Stewart and Mark go at it that he chose to cream up James Maitland Stewart's cum off stain's sweaty chest.

Not to be outdone, the lads on the couch had taken affair up a train, both Brad and Ben were now pounding into the arses of Kyle & Brett. Kyle was certainly enjoying the moment. Michael was leaning over him and feeding his shaft to Kyle who was slurping on this ok tool while being pounded by Brad. Brad's nice, firm butt cheeks were delightful to watch as they tightened and loosened on each driving force penetrating Kyle. Kyle started stroking his own turncock and it wasn't long before he beat out a spattering of cum that landed on his chest. This fight Brad over the edge and his whole body spasmed as he ploughed into Kyle's tight hollow and filled up the condom with a loading of cum. Ben and Brett were similarly going at it like hounds and it didn't take long for either to cum soon after.

Some of the guys who had been involved in the early XXX activities showered up and chose to say their goodbyes and leave the party, that left the rest of us to go jump in the pool and recharge.

When all the lock down stuff finishes, I think I should go along to this fiddling gathering in Sydney do n't you ?