I just got back from Colorado and had a great time with Kip (yes, there was lots of speedo/hottub sex).
It is a long trip home. While I was on the train headed from Sydney up to the Central Coast I wrote a blog post saying that after getting in the ocean for a swim the next thing I was looking forward to was some Aussie cock.
Between that train ride and me getting home, I received a text message from the Married Guy saying:
"Good to hear you are back, I've been enjoying following your travels. I have a welcome home present for you and of course I'm DTF (down to fuck). Monday swim and back to your place?"
That actually gave me a hard on while I was sitting there on the train - haha.
So Monday came around and it was great being back in an outdoor pool, I definitely noticed the difference swimming at sea level compared to the few swims I had in Colorado at nearly 9,000 feet above sea level (Australia's highest mountain is only 7,310 feet). I got to the pool before the Married Guy but I noticed him wearing his black speedos in the lane next to me after about 300m.
The Married Guy usually swims about 1500m so I kept swimming until I figured he was about done and then waited. He stopped, we shock hands both standing up to our waists in the pool. The Married Guy told me to go into the change rooms and wait for me...
The pool has a huge change room which is usually empty and has some shower cubicals. I've had my fair share of sexual experiences in these showers and while I don't think one would ever get caught... the idea of getting caught adds to how hot it is. When I first started hooking up with the Married Guy he said that hooking up in the change rooms was pretty high on his sexual bucket list and we have done it twice. So, when he told me to go in the change rooms and wait for me I didn't need to be told twice.
