I Blew My Str8 Landlord

After my morning walk/swim/coffee today I got back to my unit complex and crossed paths with my landlord. We chatted for a few minutes, he thanked me for having him for drinks last night and we both said that we were a little bit hungover this morning but nothing a swim in the ocean couldn’t fix.

The last thing he said to me was “Thanks for… you know.”

“Anytime” I replied as I headed back to my unit.

I’m glad he remembered what we did last night, and I’m glad that it might happen again.

A few months ago I moved up to the Sunshine Coast, it was a little bit tricky finding a place to rent/lease but eventually I found this great unit which is a short walk to the beach and furnished. It also has its own private roof which is where I pretty much live when it isn’t raining (as it has been a bit too much lately).

When I inspected the unit I was on my best behaviour, and I got along with The Landlord and his wife.

The building complex has six units in it, I’ve rented the top floor at the front of the building and The Landlord who owns my unit, also owns a unit on the ground floor a the back of the complex near the little swimming pool where they live. I think usually they travel and aren’t home much but the whole covid thing right.

The Landlord and his wife are late forties, she is a cute brunette who looks like she has some Italian in her heritage. Russ looks like a grown up surf bum with blond hair, tall, slim and fit for a guy approaching fifty years old. He made his money in IT and that is what I tell him I do for a living (don’t really tell to many people I run some speedo fetish gay porn sites).

I’ve only really chatted with The Landlord a handful of times and it is usually when we run in to each other in the complex pool. I don’t use it a whole bunch and I can’t see it from my unit but I don’t think anyone else in the complex uses it but The Landlord is often there. When I’ve seen him at the pool he wears a black speedo. He is married and from his tan it looks like he wears speedos a lot. I always wear a speedo at the pool and he never said anything it.

Had I know what would happen, I would have embarrassed myself by getting a boner in my speedo all those times we hung out.

I wouldn’t haven been able to stop thinking about how The Landlord was sitting on my couch, legs spread with me on my knees between them.