Fucking a Politician in the Arse

I’m back home after a great week last week in Canberra having fun exploring the city and being Paul the Politicians boy toy.

I couldn’t post too much on my blog (Aussie Speedo Guy) because Paul is married and is a bit of a public figure here in Australian politics. But, after checking with Paul and running the first draft past him, I can now share with you guys some more details about how Paul and I met as well as what we got up to last week.

It all began about a year ago…

It was a Wednesday afternoon and I was sitting around the house in a pair of red speedos, horny and looking for someone to play with on one of those online dating/hookup apps (Grindr). There was a guy I hadn’t seen before within one kilometer of me with a bathroom dick pic, it looked like he was wearing red speedos or red underwear briefs, I couldn’t tell so I asked him.

The guy, who went by Paul, replied that they were indeed red speedos and a brand that I hadn’t heard of before. I received a second photo, it was the view of the front of his red speedo, his erect cock stretching the red lycra material. Paul said that he took the photo five minutes earlier in his hotel bathroom and was looking for some discrete fun. I told Paul I could be there in ten minutes.

Before I left Paul seemed concerned about discretion, I reassured him by saying that I’m Dave Speedo Evans (aka Aussie Speedo Guy). I’ve been sued in the High Court by the evil Speedo Corporation because of my websites so discretion is pretty important to me as well. On top of that, I’m not out to most of my friends and all of my family so I understand the need to keep things on the down low. Paul said that he is a member of one of my websites catering to guys who love other guys in speedos and he knew all about my history. He sounded excited to meet me in person after reading about all of my adventures of the years. Paul told me what hotel and what room number, I told him I’d see him in ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, Paul opened the door of his hotel room. He was wearing the red speedos and nothing else.

Paul is in his late forties, works pretty hard on his fitness but is strong and a little stocky, my height (just over six foot). He is part of his local Surf Live Saving Club so has an amazing speedo tan, if anything it looks a little fake/Trumpish. Short dark hair on his head, a little chest hair but not too much. Paul is married, has two kids and rarely satisfies his gay tendencies. He did have a bit of a regular fuck buddy who was in a similar position to him (married, with kids). The guy was also a member of the Surf Life Saving Club and Paul has explained to me how that all happened and if I get his permission, I’d love to share his experience with you guys. It is fucking hot!

There I was walking into the hotel room of this slightly famous Daddy whose red speedos weren’t concealing his fat, erect cock.

Walking in to someones hotel room is always a little awkward and I shook Paul’s hand. I always think it is funny when I shake hands with a guy whom I know I’m about to do naughty things with.

I got to enjoy the view of Paul’s arse as I followed him into the hotel room, it was delicious and my cock started stirring.

“Mind if I grab that arse of your Paul?”

He replied in the affirmative and I moved up close behind him and started rubbing his firm arse cheeks through the red lycra. The lycra material was silky smooth. Now I was fully erect and after adjusting my cock in my own red speedos I slid my hands around from Paul’s butt to his hips and I rubbed up behind him.

I wasn’t sure how Paul would take this slightly aggressive move. When he started grinding his arse against my cock and let out a slight moan I took that as a good sign.

My left hand followed the silky smooth lycra from Paul’s hip and started rubbing his big, full balls. My right hand followed the silky smooth lycra from his hip around his waist line until I felt his cock and started rubbing it up and down. I started nibbling on Paul’s neck while my hands worked their magic on the front side of his speedo while cock was teasing his arse.

It was amazingly hot for me, I’m guessing it was even hotter for Paul.

Funny how you can go from total strangers to being so intimate with a person in such a short time. Paul’s manly smell, the taste of him as I licked and lightly bit his neck, the flexing of his arse as it grinded against me, the tenseness of his balls and the growing damp spot at the top of his cock as he oozed precum through the lycra of his speedos. It was incredibly hot.

We maintained in this position for a while, Paul moaning louder and louder. Although I was still fully dressed I was approaching orgasm and I could only imagine that Paul was as well. I had to break this off, his cock had looked tastey from the photos he had sent me earlier that day and I had a craving to have his cock in my mouth so I broke off our embrace and directed Paul to lie on the hotel bed.

Seeing this man, whom I had seen on TV many times, lying there wearing nothing but a red speedo was hot. I stripped down to my own red speedo and let him savoir the sight.

Standing over him, the two of us now only in our red speedos (with pairs being extremely stretched in the front), I asked Paul permission to suck him off. Not surprisingly, he granted me permission. As I got on my knees at the foot of the bed I told Paul just how much I had wanted to see him impressive cock in the flesh and how much I wanted it in my mouth.

I released Paul’s cock out the leg of his red speedo, it was a magnificent sight. I haven’t seen many cocks I don’t like but some are prettier than others and Paul has a beautiful looking cock. Ruler straight, not too veiny, thick and a nice length. As we had discussed in messages, the base of his cock and balls had been recently shaved which is pretty much a prerequisite for me (who likes a smelly tangle of pubes?).

With my right hand gripping the base of Paul’s cock, I ran my tongue from where my hand was up the back of his cock all the way to its head. I could hear that Paul liked this.

When my tongue got to the end of Paul’s cock, I then decided to give his bell end some attention and took the head in my mouth and started sucking and slurping just the end. My right hand started stroking up and down and my mouth was focused on the tip.

I could taste Paul’s precum and it wasn’t long until he gave me a warning that he was about to cum and then he exploded in my mouth and I received a full load of his thick, creamy cum in my mouth. There was little doubt how much Paul enjoyed his orgasm from his moans. He had had a pretty full load of cum as well and I was still getting spurts of cum after seven or eight contractions of his cock.

When I thought Paul’s cock was fully drained I took the head of his dick out of my mouth and tucked his still pretty firm cock back into his speedo.

I moved my face from Paul’s crotch up past his stomach, over his chest to his face. He was thanking me and I was interested in kissing him but I know how some guys are spent or just different post orgasm. Thankfully, Paul wasn’t one of those guys and we started making out. I’m sure I still tasted of his cum and he didn’t seem to mind as our tongues wrestled each other.

As you can imagine, I was horny as all hell. Paul asked me if I wanted to use his mouth, or his arse.

We had discussed this in our messages prior to meeting up. I consider myself versatile and Paul considers himself more of a bottom. As it had been a while since Paul had any gay sex, his arse was eager for a good fucking and he warned me that it would be tight. Despite the warning, when Paul broke off our kiss asking which hole I preferred, I chose door number two (the number two door – hehehe).

Paul, seemingly recovered from his orgasm told me that was a good choice. He jumped up out of bed and headed for the bathroom to get ‘supplies’.

When Paul returned he had condoms and lube in his hands but to my surprise, he had replaced his red speedos with an AussieBum jockstrap. Admiring his new attire, I dropped the tube of lube when he threw it to me. By the time I had regathered my composure Paul was in the middle of the bed on all fours, his arse just there, waiting to be fucked.

The AussieBum jockstrap is the same one that I own, Paul later told me that it was my selfies that made him buy it and this is the first time he had worn it in front of anyone (including his wife). It fit him perfectly as the straps on the arse side fit perfectly with the lines of his well defined speedo tan lines. And it would prove a handy thing to hold on to. Speaking of which I pulled my cock out the leg of my red speedos, popped the condom on, squirted some lube in Paul’s butt crack, squirted a glob of lube on my hand and then applied it to my rubbered up cock.

There must be jokes about wanting to fuck a politician in the arse and it was that thought that went through my head and made me smile and I lined up my cock with Paul the Politicians arsehole.

Man, it was tight. My first attempt at sliding into him went no where. I wasn’t sure I had lined it up right but leaning back, I was right at his entrance. The second time I pushed a little harder and felt the bell end of my cock pop inside Paul. He gasped. I checked that Paul was OK which I said he was, just asked me to go slow since it had been a while.

An inch in, an inch out, an inch and a half in, and inch and a half out. Getting everything lubed up nicely and making sure I didn’t pop out of him. This took a while but Paul sounded like he was enjoying it and I know I was.

As everything was getting lubed up and loosened up a little bit Paul started backing up on my forward thrusts. Wanting my cock deeper inside him. The tell tale signs of someone who is a bottom and has bottomed before. This made my cock slowly get deeper and deeper inside Paul with longer and longer strokes. Then, with Paul pushing back and me thrusting forward, holding on to Paul’s cock strap I paused, as deep inside him as I could get.

I had been been on the edge of cumming for a while but the slower pace had kept me from getting too close. Now I wanted to fuck Paul hard and I wanted to cum. I asked him if I could pound this out. He said he wanted me to pound him.

My slid out and I paused briefly with just the head inside him again, then with all my weight behind me, I trust back all the way inside him. This time I didn’t pause, out again, leaving a little bit more than just the head inside and immediately back deep inside his arse.

There was no muting our pleasure at this point. Had someone been walking past in the corridor outside the room they would have heard two men in the throws of ecstasy.

I felt the orgasm starting from deep in my balls and I thought one more stroke, but it was one more, one more again and I think I was so horny that it took me half a dozen strokes before my cum was exploding out of me. My trusts were hard and deep into Paul’s arse.

Leaning back, I admired the view of Paul’s muscular back, the AussieBum jockstrap and my cock disappearing inside him. Ever so slowly, I slide my cock out of him.

It was a hell of a mess so instead of completely ruining the bed we headed to the shower.

One heck of a hardcore fuck session. Over the last twelve months Paul and I have been in sporadic contact but he hasn’t been on the coast since then. A few weeks ago, Paul reached out to me and asked if I wanted to spend a week hanging out with him in Canberra. It turned out that I was free that week and I drove the four hours down there. It was even hotter than the first time we met and I need to sit down and write about that for you guys. Keep an eye on my Aussie Speedo Guy blog for the details.