A few years ago I was invited my one of my members to his regular pool party/orgy. It ended up being their last gathering of the summer and the guy has since moved (and so have I) so I never got a chance to attend.

The party host was kind enough to send me the details of what I missed out on.

Dave, I’m happy to contribute the below details of the meet (unfortunately now that autumn is here – the speedo concept / pool party is likely to be put on hold until we hit spring again).

Will change the names / location so that the group and members of the group are not identified.

The afternoon went as follows...

As the meet host, I sent an email to all the guys 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 local pub (let’s say at Bondi) ... as some of the guys are not out, the pub of choice is a straight pub to avoid any anxiety such a meet might bring on. So 2pm rolled around and the guys turned up one by one at the designated meeting spot in the pub. Some had been to previous meets so were more comfortable than the newbies attending for the first 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 and Mark and myself. (I can go into more detail about each fellow perhaps in another edition!) ... Brett, Brad and Kyle were the newbies ... I knew this party would be one to remember ... this collection of guys were hot ... Brad was the last to show up at the pub and boy were we excited to meet him ... he is a surf lifesaver at a local beach and had the perfect Aussie beach body, blond hair and tanned bod ... I had seen pics of him in speedos prior to the meet so knew the other boys would be excited to meet Brad. Kyle was also a hit with the lads, tall, olive complexion with a gym-toned physique. No doubt 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 drink 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 25 and the youngest member of the group, Johnny was very anxious about how the afternoon would go. My apartment was a short 5 minute stroll from the pub. On arrival at my pad, we would strip down to our speedos as the sun was shining and the boys were keen for a splash around in the pool in my apartment complex. Some guys had their speedos on already under their shorts ... some of the other guys changed in to them in my apartment ... just about all the guys looked gym-toned to various degrees. This was going to be fun.