I watched him from across the pool. I thought it was pretty brave of a man his age to be wearing a shiny red speedo like that, and of course it caught my eye. Speedos do that to me. It doesn't matter who's wearing them, how sexy they look in them, or how old they are. When I see a Speedo, I do a double take every time. I can't wear Speedos. I'd be a walking...
As you guys may expect, I get a lot of emails from random people. Most of them are fantastic, like one I got last week from a Surf Life Saver who loves speedos (he sent a photo, I'll see if he will let me post it). Some emails I receive are weird, some are vague and I still get some hate mail mostly from religious nut jobs. I am propositioned for sex nearly...
As you guys know (or those who read my blog) I have recently moved up to the Sunshine Coast. It is in Australia, on the east coast, 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 Sunshine Coast) and the beaches are great. Me moving up he...
On Tuesday night I went to a Masters Swim Squad training session. This was the second time I've gone along and I'm enjoying it. Most of the people are in their forties training for triathlons and I've been the youngest guy there both times. While I don't think I need much motivation to get me to the pool to do laps, the training is different to what I do whe...
I nervously waited in the Philadelphia International Airport baggage claim area for Angus Talbot to pass through from his return from three weeks in the Bahamas. That was half the time I'd been working for him, transferring from the Chicago office at his request. At twenty-five, I was in my first job following graduate school as a concept artist at a major a...
I'm 29, and prematurely shamed by divorce. Following a great four years at Brown University, I hurried to marry the first love of my life. My wife, Alexandra, was great, truly. But somehow we both knew that it wasn't for keeps, so to speak. And so, at the ripe age of 28, we parted ways. There are two things I will always remember about her: the way she flipp...
I let him buy me a drink at the beach bar—and then another and another—because he had those big tuffs of hair in his pits. I found that intriguing—and arousing. He was a good-looking guy, probably a stevedore or something on vacation, because he was built solid like a tank. But he was also virtually hairless everywhere else I could see, including billiard cu...
"OK honey, strip." My girlfriend had pulled into the beach parking lot and smiled at me gleefully as she removed her bikini top. I looked down at the tighy baby blue speedo I was wearing, feeling exposed enough as it was. My mind racing as I hooked my thumbs into the waistband, I thought of how we had come to this point. The previous weekend we had been at...
This story is fiction and based on fantasy. The characters are all over 18 years of age. Although safe sex is not practiced in this story, safe sex is always recommended by this author. I love reader feedback. Please leave a comment or send me a message. Enjoy. ***** My hands followed the taper down to his narrow waist, his two firm, perfectly round, ass c...
I feel like I should share with you guys what I got up to yesterday afternoon... It was around lunch time, I was just working away and I received an email from a long time member of one of my sites, who was staying at the fanciest hotel in Terrigal as he is in town on business (he lives in Melbourne). He had finished his work requirements, had ducked down t...