A real life one this, The Dude is of course my partner and this is one memorable thing where we got down n dirty.
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The Dude was coming over to mine for the weekend. So I met him at the station of Friday night. We're both swimmers so the plan, like most Fridays at mine was to swim then go home and get some dinner. I can't remember why- this was before lockdown so it feels prehistoric now(!)- but the pool didn't open till 7pm, so we went to the pub for a bit.
We got our beers and sat in our usual corner, where we couldn't be overlooked and I asked him which pair of Speedos he wanted me to wear. I always take three or four suits to the pool with me and decide on the spur of the moment which pair of bad-boys to wear. Can't remember the choices but the one The Dude chose for me was my Sullis navy blue tanga briefs which he's always had a thing for. I told him to wear electric blue Speedos. I'd brought us both an identical pair for Christmas once, so dunno if he was wearing "Mine" or "His".
I got us another pint which The Dude didn't really want. He told me he needed a piss. I glanced at my watch it was almost seven so I told him to hold it till the pool and to finish all his beer.
We got there and went into the locker room and he laughed when I unzipped my leather jacket because I wasn't wearing anything underneath. I knew he'd like that so I'd snuck into the toilets on my way out of work and taken off my shirt. I'd zipped my jacket up enough so that he'd have seen a bit of necklace and a bit of pec when he was sat opposite me at the pub but he wouldn't have been sure. I'd gone commando too, so I was bollock naked almost before The Dude had got his bag open on a bench. I stuffed my gear in the locker and sprawled out naked on the other bench waiting for him to catch up. There were two other guys getting changed and they were about my age- 30/40- so they both stripped naked before they got their swim shorts on. It's a generational thing
We were the only guys with shaved balls though and the only ones with any piercings (Big Prince Albert for The Dude, a piercing where my dick joins my sac and a bollock piercing for me). We've also both got matching piercings between our bollock sacs and our arses. When he was ready I put my tangas on and grabbed my goggs and we went for a piss.
There's only two urinals at the place so it wouldn't look odd if anyone came in and we were stood right next to each other. I love a good horse piss and I love it even more if it's with my best mate/ lover/ partner in crime, so I asked him to hold my dick while I pissed. He reached out and wrapped his big hand round my shaft. He always squeezes my dick far tighter than I do when I piss, so I had to really clench my arse cheeks to get the flow going. I reached across and wrapped my left hand round his smooth broad stem. He had his left hand fingers cradling his cock head so he could squeeze his PA up so that he only had one piss stream; having your dick head pierced means you get a second piss slit, taking a piss seems a lot less spontaneous if you've got a Prince Albert.
Next we went to the showers. Bit of explanation needed otherwise what happens later won't make sense. The pool was built with male locker room and a female but the lad's doesn't have any showers in there. There are a couple of disabled shower rooms and then just a shower tray by the pool before you get in, so men and women both get to use it. Madness, the architects must think people don't get sweaty balls. There's 4 or 5 shower heads and if I can be discreet - like there's no girls or if there are they are way down the other end of the room- I'll face the wall, get my dick out and clean it. A few other guys do too and I've looked across and seen some nice cocks. Oddly it's only ever Speedo lads who wash their dicks out like this, maybe we're just more comfortable with our wangs swinging out than other men or maybe because we're the regular swimmers we take it seriously and don't want a pool with cockcheese floating in it. I'm dirty when it comes to sex but like everything else neat and clean, guess we are all our own contradictions. The Dude was next to me checking out my dick, so I pulled my balls out and gave them a squeeze for him before I tucked it all away. Stepping out I checked myself in the mirror, pushed my hand inside my briefs and adjusted my dong so that it sat more prominent in my Speedos. I always do that before I get into the pool and this is one action where I don't give a shit whether the ladies see me do it because in a way it's for their benefit; girls need eye candy too!
On the pool deck The Dude swung right for the shallow end but I took him by the shoulder and guided him left for the long walk down to the deep end. There's only The Dude for me but I'll always be a "Window shopper" and I like to get a good view of the pool talent- male and female- before I get in. I like to be seen too, I know I look good in skimpy swimmers. We've both got good packages and mighty fine arses. The Dude has better shoulders and pecs and chiseled prominent biceps and triceps but I've got dead sexy abs and male underwear model thighs and my less defined guns are thicker, so I made sure we both walked the walk. A girl in the pool glanced across. The lifeguard caught my eye and nodded. He always did that and I'd never been able to work out if he was horny for me or if he just approved in some straight guy way that I didn't quite understand.
We stood side by side at the end of the pool, toes over the edge, I nodded, The Dude nodded back and said "3, 2, 1, go!" and we lanced into the blue water.
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The Dude was coming over to mine for the weekend. So I met him at the station of Friday night. We're both swimmers so the plan, like most Fridays at mine was to swim then go home and get some dinner. I can't remember why- this was before lockdown so it feels prehistoric now(!)- but the pool didn't open till 7pm, so we went to the pub for a bit.
We got our beers and sat in our usual corner, where we couldn't be overlooked and I asked him which pair of Speedos he wanted me to wear. I always take three or four suits to the pool with me and decide on the spur of the moment which pair of bad-boys to wear. Can't remember the choices but the one The Dude chose for me was my Sullis navy blue tanga briefs which he's always had a thing for. I told him to wear electric blue Speedos. I'd brought us both an identical pair for Christmas once, so dunno if he was wearing "Mine" or "His".
I got us another pint which The Dude didn't really want. He told me he needed a piss. I glanced at my watch it was almost seven so I told him to hold it till the pool and to finish all his beer.
We got there and went into the locker room and he laughed when I unzipped my leather jacket because I wasn't wearing anything underneath. I knew he'd like that so I'd snuck into the toilets on my way out of work and taken off my shirt. I'd zipped my jacket up enough so that he'd have seen a bit of necklace and a bit of pec when he was sat opposite me at the pub but he wouldn't have been sure. I'd gone commando too, so I was bollock naked almost before The Dude had got his bag open on a bench. I stuffed my gear in the locker and sprawled out naked on the other bench waiting for him to catch up. There were two other guys getting changed and they were about my age- 30/40- so they both stripped naked before they got their swim shorts on. It's a generational thing
We were the only guys with shaved balls though and the only ones with any piercings (Big Prince Albert for The Dude, a piercing where my dick joins my sac and a bollock piercing for me). We've also both got matching piercings between our bollock sacs and our arses. When he was ready I put my tangas on and grabbed my goggs and we went for a piss.There's only two urinals at the place so it wouldn't look odd if anyone came in and we were stood right next to each other. I love a good horse piss and I love it even more if it's with my best mate/ lover/ partner in crime, so I asked him to hold my dick while I pissed. He reached out and wrapped his big hand round my shaft. He always squeezes my dick far tighter than I do when I piss, so I had to really clench my arse cheeks to get the flow going. I reached across and wrapped my left hand round his smooth broad stem. He had his left hand fingers cradling his cock head so he could squeeze his PA up so that he only had one piss stream; having your dick head pierced means you get a second piss slit, taking a piss seems a lot less spontaneous if you've got a Prince Albert.
Next we went to the showers. Bit of explanation needed otherwise what happens later won't make sense. The pool was built with male locker room and a female but the lad's doesn't have any showers in there. There are a couple of disabled shower rooms and then just a shower tray by the pool before you get in, so men and women both get to use it. Madness, the architects must think people don't get sweaty balls. There's 4 or 5 shower heads and if I can be discreet - like there's no girls or if there are they are way down the other end of the room- I'll face the wall, get my dick out and clean it. A few other guys do too and I've looked across and seen some nice cocks. Oddly it's only ever Speedo lads who wash their dicks out like this, maybe we're just more comfortable with our wangs swinging out than other men or maybe because we're the regular swimmers we take it seriously and don't want a pool with cockcheese floating in it. I'm dirty when it comes to sex but like everything else neat and clean, guess we are all our own contradictions. The Dude was next to me checking out my dick, so I pulled my balls out and gave them a squeeze for him before I tucked it all away. Stepping out I checked myself in the mirror, pushed my hand inside my briefs and adjusted my dong so that it sat more prominent in my Speedos. I always do that before I get into the pool and this is one action where I don't give a shit whether the ladies see me do it because in a way it's for their benefit; girls need eye candy too!
On the pool deck The Dude swung right for the shallow end but I took him by the shoulder and guided him left for the long walk down to the deep end. There's only The Dude for me but I'll always be a "Window shopper" and I like to get a good view of the pool talent- male and female- before I get in. I like to be seen too, I know I look good in skimpy swimmers. We've both got good packages and mighty fine arses. The Dude has better shoulders and pecs and chiseled prominent biceps and triceps but I've got dead sexy abs and male underwear model thighs and my less defined guns are thicker, so I made sure we both walked the walk. A girl in the pool glanced across. The lifeguard caught my eye and nodded. He always did that and I'd never been able to work out if he was horny for me or if he just approved in some straight guy way that I didn't quite understand.
We stood side by side at the end of the pool, toes over the edge, I nodded, The Dude nodded back and said "3, 2, 1, go!" and we lanced into the blue water.
