No words

No words can describe

the way I feel when I see you

Friday night is … swimming night!

Friday night is swimming night...

Fats Speedo Me...

I have taken on swimming, and for this, I have been dusting out my collection of speedos... Here is Mr Red, a nicely fitting pair, which has been faithful to me for a number of years...

Speedo hunk

Hunk taking the sun... tight speedos shorts are a good touch!

Pool god

Mmmmmmm I cannot wait for better weather, and the sights you get to catch at the pool...

Summer by the pool

During the summer holidays at my grandparents, I use to go over to my friend's house who had a swimming pool, and we used to spend the afternoons just swimming and hanging around, having fun. 

I went over that day and his father answered the door. He was wearing the sexiest blue Speedo and clearly was at the pool when I called. He told me that my friend was away with his sister and mother for the rest of the day.

I was disappointed as it was a scorching day and I was looking forward to jumping in the fresh water and cool off... The holidays were finishing and I had to go to University the following day. He told me that I was very welcome to stay and use the pool with him for a while. 

I was shaking with trepidation, the man was my secret dream man, stocky, hairy chest, a bushy beard, his stomach flab was hanging nicely over the bulge of his Speedo. I could already see the shape of his cock and balls and was getting excited myself and getting hard looking at him. He told me to go and get changed in the bathroom, which I duly did, putting on my orange Speedo. They were very revealing and it was impossible for me to hide my hard on. 

I walked towards the pool area where my friend's dad was laying on a large rubber mattress sipping on a beer and reading his newspaper. His legs were wide open revealing his crotch, big and impressive. My staring at it was probably obvious, I was transfixed by the sight. I always secretly liked my friend's dad, he was my ideal man, but I never engaged in doing anything about it. Now that I was alone with him, urges and feelings were racing inside me, and I was unable to resist the strong desire, the liking, the recognition that he was the perfect man for me and that I wanted him.

Eventually, as I was standing there beside him, he looked up from his newspaper and we glanced at each other, not openly, but after a few moments it was obvious we were observing each other. I was standing awkwardly not knowing what to do next in a typical teenager way. He patted the side of the mattress, and said, why don't you lay next to me here, get some sun and then we can go into the pool when I finish my beer. I obeyed and laid on my back looking at the infinite late summer blue sky, trying desperately to think about something else, to busy my mind so that my hard on would disappear... no such luck, the more I was trying the more throbbing there seem to be. I was doomed.

My friend's dad scratched his balls sack for a while, and I was watching the beautiful action in the corner of my eye, secretly wishing for me to be there instead rubbing him. 

Without warning, he took my hand and placed it on the bulging speedos. "Why don't you help me" he said, "while I finish reading my paper and drink my beer, you can take care of me for a while, what do you say?" I was speechless and froze, not knowing what to do next. "Boy you have not been the most discreet with that", pointing at my hard on, the head of my cock peeping out of my Speedos. I blushed and murmured some sounds unable to say or do anything. He rose from his position and started rubbing and playing with the tip of my cock which was now oozing precum. 

He kissed me, his tong invading my mouth with vigour and power. He then guided my hand towards his bulging and swollen cock. I shivered at the discovery of the size and stiffness of his cock. I could taste the beer and I almost felt inebriated as I started to relax.

Without delay our Speedos were halfway down our legs, I could feel the wet warm ring of his wet lips and mouth sliding down my cock, and it felt wonderful. The man certainly knew how to suck cock. Something I only dreamed about before. I quickly turned over and replaced my cock in his mouth while I started to inexpertly suck on his. It was big, much bigger than anything I had seen or dreamed of before. His balls were hanging and big too, I was holding them while slurping on his dick. The motions accelerated we were reaching the moment of climax, he stopped sucking me to say "Here it comes boy, take it all it's all yours". He exploded in my mouth, pumping and pumping jeez, it seems that he had not come in ages, there was so much of it. He went on to suck on my cock and within seconds, I exploded and jetted inside his mouth again, again and again... it felt so good...

We laid on the mattress for a few minutes, breathless and silent. "Let's get into that pool boy, and refresh... We have the whole afternoon for ourselves and I am not quite finished with you..."

The Pool Lesson

His face was large and his chin was covered in rough black bristles. His head was shaved. Between his thick, fat fingers smouldered a cigar. I had been staring at him for a while, and became speechless when he walked towards me and looked deep into my eyes, smiling in a sort of knowing way.

“What's up’? he asked,in a thickly accented, gravely voice. His eyes crawled over every inch of my body. Tiny beads of sweat appeared suddenly on his forehead. I could not answer, I was feeling a strange mixture of fear and excitement. He caught on that, and stood in front of me almost menacingly.

Turning red in the face, clearly surprised by the effect he had on me, the big man stubbed out the cigar butt and started to walk off the side of the pool. “You follow me,” he grunted.

Hesitantly, I followed him to the doorway of the building, and paused before entering a dark area beyond. I could hear the big man stumbling around in a large dark room, and then finally the overhead fluorescent lights flickered on exposing the room as the interior of the pool room.

I could hear the sounds of children playing and running around the pool, in the excitement, the sounds were echoing strangely in the room, adding to the surreal setting. I looked towards the man, he was standing there, wearing speedos, and I could not help noticing the bulge of man meat pushing against the elasticated fabric. Without further hesitation, I walked towards him and I kneeled on cold cement floor and stared at the rounded swelling that was now in front of my face. I could smell the chlorine from the pool water on the fabric, he had a hairy stomach, his legs were thick set and also hairy. Gently, I pulled down the front of the speedos unavailing a thick meaty cock and some thick hairy balls, which clearly required attention. He was uncircumcised. I played with his foreskin with my tongue and lips for a while, pushing it back and forth as I slid my mouth over his cock. It was at least 7 inches long, it was also very thick, probably four inches around. I could feel his breathing increasing with each of my moves. He clearly was enjoying the attention!

I tried to stroke him while I sucked his cock, but he took my hand and guided it towards his hairy ass. His speedos dropped to the floor, and I had in front of me the full extend of his beautiful manhood. While my fingers were exploring his hairy ass hole with one hand, I massaged his large, meaty balls with the other. I took his entire cock into my mouth and throat and swallowed repeatedly, gagging with each thrust. He never took his eyes from my face, and only lost direct eye-to-eye contact with me when he threw his head back and growled with passion.

I pulled slowly off of his cock after sucking him gently, as I sensed that he might lose control. I wanted this to last forever. I let the thick cock head pop from my lips with a wet, smacking sound and leaned under to take the hairy scrotum into my mouth. I sucked both of his balls and struggled to put them into my mouth. Stroking his cock gently while doing so, I sucked on one then the other until he seemed to regain his breath and looked at me again with a friendly inviting smile.

He pushed his cock back inside my mouth with more vigour, and got into a rhythm, I could feel the head ready to explode any moment. He slammed himself tightly inside me, grabbing a my head with his hands, and came. He roared loudly as his cum spurted inside me, and as the spurts subsided, began to slam into me again, harder and harder each time, until his cock had softened enough to free itself from my cream filled mouth.

He stood there, panting as I took his soft, sticky cock into my mouth again, and bathed it with my tongue. I wanted every drop of him, and he sure had plenty to give. His hand ran lovingly over my shoulders and he looked at me smiling in a caring kind of way.

He leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips, softly. His tong then entered my mouth forcing its way in, yet he felt very gentle. When we stood, he stared at me with emotion filling his eyes. We looked at each other motionless for a while before kissing some more, passionately, his thick hands now caressing my lower back and fingers pushing pass the elastic of my speedos to get to my ass.

Speedo purchase

I went to the local sport store and told the big salesman in attendance that I was looking for some Speedo swimming trunks. I was strangely a little nervous trying on something so small always equating stretchy fitting tiny swimwear to women’s wear. I had seen guys wearing them on the beach and at the pool, and felt that they were so hot, that I should buy a pair for myself. He asked what size I wore and I told him I wasn’t sure I had never tried them on before, he looked me up and down and said I think you could be a large, let's try one and see, shall we?! He handed it to me and said "go try it on". 

I stepped into the dressing room stripped down, I slipped on the Speedo and immediately on sight and feel of the stretchy fabric, developed a raging hard on. The bulge of my cock felt hot and big, or at least it looked big in the mirror. I was getting very aroused. I could see and feel the sexiness associated with wearing the shorts, and was getting more and more aroused with the thought of wearing them looking like those hot men I had fantasised over so much.

Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted by the salesman, "How’s the fit then? "I think it fits well" I said, looking at my reflection on the mirror I looked down at my hard cock bulging through the fabric, hoping that it would stop... no chance... as without warning, he opened the curtain slightly to get a better look. "Come on out and show yourself " he said, "You know, once you've taken the item home it cannot be returned, so you better be sure as it could be an expensive mistake for you!" 

While his voice was deep, it was yet very reassuringly pleasant and his calm and confident ways immediately put me at ease. I turned towards him and his stare was transfixed towards the bulge of my cock. Yep he said,  it looks just fine to me… don’t be shy my friend, I see men in these all the time. It's my job! It also looks great in the rear he said, now turn around again, and let’s see the front. I did what I was told, I was now sporting the biggest hard on and as I could not prevent it, started to blush furiously. I could not control it, my cock was growing, hard against the fabric, and despite my nervousness and this stranger looking at me, I was getting more and more aroused. I turned around towards him again, "oh my!" he said with a big smile, that suit fits you very well my friend, with a huge smile on his face, his blue eyes were piercing and staring up and down at me, he was a big man, big stature, bushy hair and beard, his suit was slightly to tight on him, and you could see the shape of his beautiful big body through it. 

He knelt down, his face now in front of my aching cock, and gently played up and down with the elastic between my balls and leg, yep, perfect size if you ask me, he said. He then blew gently on my bulge, I could feel hot air, which rendered my cock even harder and in need of release, I could feel his beard now gently touching my upper leg, I was shaking in anticipation, not sure what was about to happen. Suddenly, without warning his warm tong forced itself between the fabric and my skin, finding its way towards my throbbing shaft, his big hands were now caressing my ass, I could not hold it any longer, the mixtures of sensations were so great that I came thick streaks of spunk, which slowly showed through the fabric. We stayed silent for a while, then, he looked up and smiled. "I better get you a new pair, as these I just discovered that these are soiled"... "It's all part of the service my friend"...

Tied up 2625

He said in a petrified voice, "Why are you doing this... I've never hurt you ... p-please stop!" 

I paused in front of him and said "Shut the fuck up, you've done plenty." He clearly did not seem to want to remember putting a parking ticket on my car that very afternoon, despite my trying to reason with him,  mad with power he went ahead and fined me... what he did not expect though is to end up almost buck naked, tied down, in an unknown place... much later that day, when unexpectedly, he responded to my invitation on Scruff.

He'd arrived, I opened the door and remained in the shadow. I could not believe my luck when I saw his profile and when he went on to cruise me. In less than and hour, he was here, and he was ready, wanting. I surprised him by putting a bandana over his eyes, then I undressed him, and used a rope to ensure that he was unable to resist, and become mine.

I undid the bandana, and suddenly the magnitude of what was happening to him became reality when he saw who I was.

The rope was tight enough so that his body had to flex, showing a strong set of shoulders and a perky, rounded ass. He was struggling, screaming to be let free. As he was laying there, I started to strip and immediately got a hard on. He became silent.

As I had grabbed his undershirt and ripped it off him, the only piece of clothing he had on were some tight blue pants, which made his ass all the more voluptuous and inviting. 

I fondled his buttock, feeling up his entire body. As he moaned louder and louder, saying how sorry he was, I understood what he wanted. I rubbed my cock into his face - over his cheeks, his beard, his short hair, his eyes and his nose. It felt good and soft. He turned his head, closing his eyes and slowly murmured... take me master, I am yours, I want you, make of me what you wish.

The Jock Strap

Jock strap to attention...

The purpose of the jock strap is to hold the make genitals in place and suppress excessive motion
It also expose on of the most important bodily function of the man, his but.
The hairiest the better.
Skinny blokes cannot wear jock straps you need a big body shape to ensure perfect fitting.
Some say that a supportive pair of underpants may serve the same function as a jock strap, fuck them, what do they know? The biggest benefit of the jock strap is the ability to show your best assets while still leaving some mystery.


The jock strap forms part of the 2625 uniform.
The jock strap is 2625


2625 is life
2625 is beauty

Wrestling beauty

Thank you Ted for this rather delicious specimen of a man...

Word fail me ...

2625!!

2625 invitation

You are all invited

to the gathering of faithfuls

in celebration of 2625

Traditional attire is required

in the tradition

of true 2625 splendour

2625 sunbeathing

This accoutrement should be made compulsory

on any beach

or recreational area in the sun

big boys in spandex do it for 2625!

Are you that boy that lost his toy?

You are at the beach, it's busy, in a moment of weakness, you lost your rubber fish, won't anyone help?

The call has been answered, 2625 has sent one of his angels.

Bow to the magnificence of 2625 and his angels.

Bow to the magnificence of the angel.

His legs

His torso

His body

His face

His amazing beauty

Fainting now... slowly... surely.... help!