The Married Guy is a fuck buddy of mine that I met at my local pool two years ago. He hit on me by commenting on my AussieBum speedos, one thing lead to another and we had some pretty hot experiences over the next twelve months. It had been about thirty years since the Married Guy had any gay experiences and it was just like getting back on a bike (except it was my butt that hurt a little). He is completely in the closet and our sexual encounters have been very discrete, obviously his wife doesn't know.
A year ago I moved and due to covid lockdowns we haven't been able to catch up until last month, when the Married Guy arranged a 'business trip' which did have one business meeting, but was really about seeing me and getting back on that gay sex bike.
I've already written about how we couldn't keep our hands off each other when I picked the Married Guy up from the airport and you can read about that on my blog. That was just the beginning of what I had planned for him.
Friday morning we woke up in his hotel room in Brisbane city. We were both horny but I had big plans for the day so I insisted we got moving instead of fucking.
Our first stop was my local pool. It is an ocean side pool that is on the high tide mark, it is only a 25m pool and it is old but the location is amazing. As it is coming in to winter here in Australia, the pool is not very busy this time year. When we arrived, the Married Guy was impressed and we both stripped down to our speedos and jumped in. We swum laps for around 45 minutes and it felt great. When we were done, we headed to the change rooms for a quick rinse off.
The showers were an open laout and along one wall there was half a dozen shower nozzles.
The Married Guy never shows any PDA's (public displays of affection) and as we stood in the showers he was all business. I moved towards him, grabbed the front of his speedo and started kissing him. Someone could very easily have walked in on us. He kept trying to break off the kiss but his cock jumped to life and started to stiffen in my hand.
Finally he managed to extricate himself from my kiss and immediately looked over his shoulder checking that nobody had seen us.
If he was concerned about strangers seeing him do 'gay' things, what I had planned next would help him work through that phobia.
We wrapped towels around our waists, put on t-shirts and headed back to my car. Thirty minutes north of the beautiful ocean pool is a stretch of beach that is rather quiet. It is mostly residential homes instead of resorts which is why the beach doesn't get very busy. This particular stretch of beach is also where a friend of mine likes to hang out in the dunes and suck off anyone who feels like a random blowjob.
I tested this out a week before and it was just as fun as you would imagine.
I wrote about that 'test run' on my blog and the Married Guy reads my blog religiously so I'm pretty sure he had an idea of what I had planned.
Once we parked, we had a five minute walk up the beach to the secret spot. There were no people in the immediate vicinity so I took off my shirt and threw my towel over my shoulder. Just a guy walking on the beach wearing a speedo proudly. The Married Guy didn't have the same confidence, would have looked too gay. I think it would have looked hot, a fit fifty year old guy and a fit thirty year old guy walking along the beach both wearing AussieBum speedos. At first sight you'd know that they are fuck buddies. To top it off, my cock was semi hard and was beginning to stretch the nylon of my speedo.
The 'secret spot' didn't look any different than the rest of the beach but looking up towards the dunes we could just spot a guy in the trees waving at us. It was the New Slave Boy (I've written about when I met him as well). Twenty-two years old, slim, dirty, kinky young gay guy. Usually he is naked but I had told him we were coming and for the occasion he was wearing a pair of red speedos.
I laid my towel out and told the Married Guy to ditch his towel and t-shirt.
There was nobody even close to us on the beach and he did what he was told. The two of us then walked up in to the dunes.
Ten steps inside the tree line we were invisible to anyone walking along the beach and in a little clearing, there was the New Slave Boy on his knees, waiting for a feed of cock.
I held the Married Guys hand (a very gay PDA) and walked him forward so we were both standing in front of the young guy in red speedos. I turned slightly and started kissing the Married Guy. As my tongue entered his mouth I could feel the New Slave Boy rubbing my cock, I'm guessing his other hand was rubbing the Married Guys cock.
Most of the guys who come to this place are there to blow and go but I wanted this to be a full experience, this was the first time the Married Guy had done anything 'gay' with anyone other than me (in thirty years anyway).
The New Slave Boy was starting to undo the drawstring on my speedo, instead of letting him get to work sucking us I pulled him up off his knees and kind of pushed him and the Married Guy together and they started kissing. I stepped back and enjoyed the view. The age difference between these guys was over thirty years and the older guy, while fit, was muscular and strong compared to the slim twenty-two year old he was kissing. One outweighed the other by double I'm guessing.
This show was interrupted as a guy walked in to the clearing. I don't know where he came from because I couldn't see anyone on the beach when we went up to the dunes. It was a guy I had seen on my first visit. He was in his thirties wearing clothes that indicated he was a tradesman of some sort. He was there to be serviced and since the usual mouth was occupied I dropped to my knees. Without a word the guy walked up to me and trust his pelvis out in my direction. I undid his belt, then the button on his work shorts and slide them down. He was wearing boxers and I pulled them down to reveal a semi hard uncut cock. I opened wide and went to work.
While I was sucking this stranger I was wondering what was going on next to me but I was too focused to see anything. The tradie whose cock was in my mouth must have enjoyed my blowjob skills because it wasn't long until he was moaning as he approached his orgasm. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and stroked him those last few strokes before he started shooting cum all over my chest.
The tradie I had just blown wasn't interested in pillow talk, he pulled up his pants and departed. Finally I was able to look over at my two fuck buddies, to my surprise the Married Guy was on his knees sucking off the younger guy. I got up off my knees and walked over to them, I pulled my rock hard cock out of my speedo and offered it to the Married Guy. He took it in his left hand and began alternating between my cock and the one he was previously working on. The New Slave Boy and I started making out and he was rubbing in the load of cum that I had on my chest (he is a little cum slut).
It wasn't long until I was approaching orgasm and I suggested to the New Slave Boy that we make a mess of the Married Guys chest.
He heard this and taking his mouth off my cock started jerking us both off at the same time. It was a hell of sight seeing this older, completely straight man on his knees stroking two cocks. As my orgasm got closer I was telling him what a dirty old man he was. I started cumming first and needed to put my hand on his shoulder to steady myself. Before my orgasm had finished, the younger guy started cumming as well and his load of cum was probably twice what mine was. It was a pretty intense orgasm.
Our cocks began to soften while still in his hands.
I gestured for the Married Guy to stand up and told the New Slave boy that we should return the favour. On our knees in front of him, we both undid the drawstring on his speedo and pulled it down unpacking his cock and his balls. We attacked that cock like hungry hyenas.
I'm sure you can understand that it wasn't long before the Married Guys cock was shooting cum. I wanted to add it to the load of cum drying on my chest, but I've mentioned to you guys how much of a cum slut the New Slave Boy is, he shoved that fifty year old cock deep in his throat and gobbled up every last drop of cum. I'm pretty sure that if anyone had been walking on the beach they would have heard the roar that the Married Guy made during his orgasm.
Back on our feet the three of us shared compliments and all agreed how hot that was. I suggested we go jump in the ocean to clean up but the New Slave Boy said he was expecting some more cocks to arrive. The Married Guy and walked back to the beach.
Just as we emerged from the tree line we saw two guys walking up towards the dunes. They were only twenty meters away from us so there was no hiding, I don't think anyone had doubts as to why we were all there. I had a load of cum on my chest, the Married Guy had two loads of cum on his chest. The four of us said hello as we passed and I couldn't help myself but said "It is just as good as advertised" which broke the awkwardness and we all laughed.
That experience was a first for the Married Guy. On Sunday night he would have another first at the five person orgy I arranged for the last night of his trip. I'll share that with you in a few days time if you are interested.