Since I’ve moved back to Aussie I’ve been swimming at the local pool three times a week on average. With my schedule being pretty open I go during the day when the pool is quiet and I don’t think I’ve had to share a lane yet.

Everyone who is swimming laps is wearing speedos or jammers which is awesome (it wasn’t like that in Colorado last winter – I didn’t see a single speedo my entire trip). A few months back I jumped out of the pool and I saw this gorgeous body wearing a perfectly fitting black speedo. I enjoyed the speedo eye candy and then when the guy turned around I realised that it was Alex, a guy I’ve met through some friends of mine.

I don’t know Alex that well but I’ve been to parties with him and a couple of times surfing last time I was in town. He has a girlfriend and I’ve never seen him in a speedo, I really didn’t read into anything just because he was swimming laps in a speedo.

That first time we saw each other at the pool was very innocent. Turns out Alex is training for a triathlon and only just getting back in the pool (which explains why he still has a bit of a boardies tan compared to my speedo tan). Alex’s office is near the pool and he is trying to swim three days a week during his lunch break and we decided to try and catch up and swim together.

We hung out at the pool a few times and Alex was up to swimming two kilometers (about half what he needs for his triathlon). It was nice just hanging out with a guy in speedos and we were both comfortable. I mentioned on my blog that I was hanging out with a straight friend at the pool, I was very discrete though and didn’t give anything away that would indentify Alex.

One night I was at the pub with some of the boys and Alex was out as well. He joined our group, his girlfriend was there and some of the other guys girlfriends/wives were out. Everyone was having a fun night and enjoying few adult beverages (I was well behaved but maybe some people were having a few more than others – hahaha).

Later in the night Alex and I were off to the side chatting and Alex told me that he knows I’m “Aussie Speedo Guy” ... I’m not out to any of my Central Coast friends and this was like a kick in the guts. Alex must have seen the look on my face and quickly assured me that it was all OK and that it was nobody elses business and he would keep my secret. He said it made sense when I wrote about hanging out with a guy at the pool who wore black speedos, was straight and training for a triathlon. Then we were interrupted and that was the end of the discussion.

I was pretty nervous for a few days wondering if Alex would share my ‘secret’ with my friends but I heard nothing.

It was a few days before I saw Alex at the pool again and when I did he was wearing a pair of black classic AussieBum speedos. That was a surprise indeed and he looked fantastic in them. Everything was cool, it was as if he hadn’t mentioned that I am “Aussie Speedo Guy”. That was until we were just about to part ways in the carpark and Alex said that he wore AussieBum’s because I’d recently posted a bunch of pics of guys wearing AussieBums.

That put some of my fears of him ‘outting’ me to rest but only enhanced the disturbance in my pants.

Fast forward another week or so and Alex and I only swam once together because I had some friends in town. Then out of the blue I got a text from Alex asing (this is the exact text),

“Dave, can’t make the pool today. G (his girlfriend) is out of town, any chance I can crash at your place after partying in town tonight?”

Despite my excitement I calmly replied.

“No probs mate.”

This was the interesting thing to me. Alex has read my blog, I did write on my blog that I thought Alex was hot and I loved his speedos, Alex seems straight and now Alex wants to sleep over. I took this as a good sign.

Friday afternoon came around and as usual I had a full house of mates watching footy on TV and having a few drinks. Alex rocked up and had an overnight bag and all the jesting was that Alex had a hall pass since his girlfriend was out of town. The usual Friday night on the Central Coast is footy, drinks, maybe a BBQ at my place. I’m one of the few remaining bachelors, my little pad is right on the beach, and it is walking distance to the pub so it tends to happen that the boys congregate at my place.

This Friday was no different and we ended up at the pub as usual. Everyone was having a good time, after we left the pub Alex and I grabbed a kebab and walked along the beach back to my place. That was when “Aussie Speedo Guy” finally came up in conversation.

“Dave, you’ve gotta have dick on tap with your blog and websites?”

For the next ten minutes I explained that yes, there isn’t a real shortage of dick on offer BUT, being discrete and not ‘out’ to the entire world means I don’t get to exploit is as much as a guy who was ‘out’ would. And I also like girls too and I’ve never spoken too much about my work to a girl I’ve dated in fear that would turn her off.

By then we are back at my house and had just poured another round of drinks, it was my turn to ask Alex a question.

“Why is a str8 guy like you reading a gay speedo blog like mine?”

For the next ten minutes Alex explained that he has had a speedo fetish since he was young and just loved speedos. His girlfriend is OK with it and he wears speedos around the house a bunch and even during sex with her.

“Have you ever had any guy/guy experiences in speedos?” I asked.

Alex’s response was really interesting to me. He said he had never had a gay experience and considers himself straight. It is just that speedos and sex go together for him. Confusingly, Alex said that he enjoys watching gay porn but only if it involves speedos and admits to reading my blog religiously and evening joining this site once a few years ago.

Now it was time for me to turn up the heat.

“If you ever wanted a guy/guy speedo experience then this is a pretty perfect scenario...”

Alex looked a little unsure and I was getting a serious stirring in my jeans (with a black Arena speedo under them).

“How about we get down to our speedos, you sit on the couch and let me blow you?” I offered.

“OK, lets give it a try. I’m not ready to return that favour thought Dave.” “Not a problem Alex, I’m sure sucking you off will be one for my wank bank for a long time and that is reward enough for me.”

It didn’t take long at all for both of us to strip down to our speedos. As I said earlier, I was wearing a pair of black lycra Arena speedos under my jeans. As I had expected, Alex was equally well prepared and was wearing his black classic AussieBum speedos under his jeans. I noticed that Alex wasn’t quite fully hard but he was on his way just from us talking.