My New Sex Students

Growing up as a horny, young, confused Aussie guy, I didn’t have anyone to ask about sex or to teach me about sex.  There was lots of fumbling around in the dark, figuratively and literally as I explored my sexuality.  Looking back I wish I had a mentor to show me the ropes and to let me know that my feelings and turn ons weren’t weird, they were completely normal.

Over the last few years, I have had to opportunity to take some guys under my wing and give them some sexual education. One person I’ve written about extensively on my blog has been Alex who, when I first met him, had a long time girlfriend and had never done anything with a guy.  But he had always wanted to. When he found out that his surfing buddy was the real Aussie Speedo Guy he wanted to explore his gay side and I was happy to help. Today, Alex is engaged, to Adam, and they regularly invite me over for some naughty speedo fun.

You can read all about Alex and his sexual awakening over on my blog.

What I want to share with you guys today is about some new students to my sexual education program; Dan and Tim.  This only started last week and hopefully I’ll have more to share with you guys over the coming weeks and months (maybe years like Alex).

Let me begin.

I’m a member of the local Surf Life Saving Club. I originally joined to meet people and be more of a member of the community. For those non-Aussies a Surf Life Saving Club runs the volunteer lifeguards at the beach, is involved in competitions for beach stuff like surf boats. and other beach athletics. It has a real club feel and it is the cheapest place to have a drink on the coast. Growing up I was a member of a Surf Life Saving Club up in Queensland and it was fun running around with a bunch of other kids while hanging out at the beach.

As an adult member I have to do a couple of volunteer life guard patrols and I am on a surf boat team (picture above). I also get to borrow any of the equipment (boards, kayaks etc) anytime I want which is how this experience started.

Last Friday afternoon I thought I’d take one of the surf skis (I don’t know why they call it that, it is a kayak) out for a paddle. The day was sensational; blue sky, no wind and the ocean was like glass. I walk down the beach from my place around two in the afternoon and went for a paddle for a couple of hours. I was back at the club (old two story brick building on the beach) around four o’clock. All the equipment is stored on the lower floor and that is where I had to return the kayak after giving it a quick hose down. Being a Friday afternoon there was nobody around and I didn’t expect to see anyone, so I noticed the wet foot prints on the concrete floor. I followed the footprints to see who was about. If it was someone breaking in or doing something malicious I still had the paddle in my hand, but I was wearing nothing but a pair of blue speedos (they are club uniform). In the back corner I discovered the owners of the wet footprints. They weren’t doing anything malicious, but they were doing something naughty.

Dan and Tim, both finished high school last year so they are eighteen or nineteen years old, both swimmers, members of the surf club, I know them by name but don’t know that well. It was these two teenagers that I saw, Dan was standing over Tim who was on his knees licking the front of Dan’s speedo.

Dan saw me in his peripheral vision as I walked around the corned and swore. Tim jumped to his feet and then the two of them were looking at me like kangaroos in headlights.