I dug this out of the archives on my blog because last hebdomad I hooked up with a guy who was doing some naughty things in his speedos for money and it reminded me of this experience I had a few year ago.

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I saw an ad online looking for"Exhibitionist server for common soldier Party ”. It was coming up to Xmas and I really needed the money. I was feeling pretty happy about my twenty year old body these days, I was training for some long aloofness swim upshot which involved spending a lot of prison term in the pocket billiards. With all that training I was starting to tan up nicely and I had lost about ten kilograms which put me in the slim category.

Let me quickly explain a bit about myself, I'm twenty long time old and mid way through my college degree, I'm 6″1′, dark hair with some blonde through it and reasonably tanned. I've had a short bit of guy/guy experience but not much - although it always gets me intemperate. I've fooled around with guys but never to the point of sexual climax, I know that sounds weird but the few time I've fooled around I've gotten close then cut things off and jerked off thinking about it for calendar month and months afterwards. So I've very inexperienced.

Back to the story…

So I'm tone pretty confident with my torso these mean solar day and this ad for an ‘ Exhibitionist Waiter'sounds like it could be interest and I won't knock back the money.

I replied to the ad with some of my front-runner selfie film of me in my speedos which were all taken by mates just goofing off after swim training. I received a reply within a couple of 60 minutes outlining my ‘ obligation'if I was to have the office. The guy who placed the ad, Kyle, explained to me that he was having a company at his place for a group of mainly gay friends and thought it would be fun to bear some cute young guys being server in speedos. Kyle was looking for three or four waiter and was willing to pay each waiter $ 250 for the night plus all the alcoholic drink and food they wanted.

After reading this I got a operose on unbent away, sounded perfect. I love speedos ( my few guy/guy experiences had always started from scenarios where I was with early guy cable in speedos, and speedos have always been a hoodoo of mine ). Kyle and I corresponded over the next two weeks and all was sorted for the Friday night. The details were that I was to just shake up at 6:30pm and people would start to arrive at 7pm for the party. Kyle would cater the speedos and I was to wear lawn tennis brake shoe and wind sleeve with them.

Friday finally came and I left my place at 6:15pm. For sure, I was nervous but excited at the Saami time. Kyle had told me that there would only be two waiters, another guy my age and myself, but he said that he would pay us $ 350 each for the dark because of the surplus work load. I arrived at Kyle's and walked up to the strawman door. Kyle's theater was telling, a huge family that could nearly be called a star sign. After knocking on the door I heard foot pace and the door opened. With the door opened I was faced with a good looking guy of about thirty years old. The guy in front of me quickly introduced himself as Kyle and welcomed me in. Kyle led me through the menage to the kitchen where he was making last second preparations. As we entered the kitchen Kyle began to preface me to the other ‘ waiter'Martin who was already in his uniform, a tiny Joseph Black speedo, and null else. Before Kyle could say my public figure the former waiter greeting me.

"Brad, is that you man - how the hell are you ?"

"Dean Martin, couple how are you ? hanker time no see."I replied as we shook hands.

Martin went to school with me and was the first guy I had ever fantasized about. He was in my socio-economic class and I had thought he was just looking, but then we had a semester of swimming family and since it was an all boys school, speedos were required. I remember St. Martin's tight seat in his little Shirley Temple Black speedos. I jacked off to that thought for years. I didn't know Martin had any gay inklings but I had masturbated many a time thinking of martin in his speedos.

"You guys get it on each other ?"asked Kyle.

"Yeah, we went to school together."St. Martin replied.

"I'll let you take Brad upstairs and get him into his uniform. I've got some material to complete down here so take your metre. Don't forget, when the Guest arrive you are to greet them at the doorway and direct them out the back."

Martin contribute me out of the kitchen to the main staircase. Ow my God his ass was amazing. In the stringent black speedos it was tight and moved smoothly as he walked. I could hardly keep my middle of it.

"So Brad have you done this before ?"Martin asked as we approached the top of the grand curving staircase.

"No mate, my first time. But I have to admit a soft fleck for speedos so I jumped at the chance. How about you ?"

"Yeah I've been doing a little bit of date work, cipher big or anything just the odd decent sr. guy. Pays better than McDonalds and I've got some habitue now that are really pretty easy going."

"For existent ? I didn't even think you were gay ?"I replied with a good speck of seismic disturbance in my voice.

"Yeah, never really mucked around with any guy my, I mean our, age, its only if really for the money I suppose. I'm not complaining though. Anyways, your ‘ work'gear wheel is on the bed."Martin said pointing to the pair of size 12 ( 28″ waist ) black speedos on the bed. By this sentence my turncock had stirred and I was half hard and really looking forward to getting into those speedos.

I undid my belt and the button on my blue jean, Mary Martin seemed to make himself well-to-do on the bed. Evidently, he was going to watch me get changed and didn't think anything of it. I wasn't quite that confident.

I grabbed the speedos and told Steve Martin, I'd be back, as I headed towards the en suite.

As I quickly changed in the bathroom I looked at myself in my tight Negro speedos and thought, darn I look hot ! ! !

It was time to try it on Martin and walked out of the en cortege dressed only in my bantam pitch blackness speedos. Sitting on the end of the bed Martin was fixated on my speedos."Wow Dave, you look fucking hot ! ! ! Your dick is huge too ! ! !"Speedos have the effect of getting me aroused.

"Thanks mate, you look red cent hot in yours as well."I said as I sat on the bed next to martin. It was only 6:45pm so we had time before anyone arrived.

"We'll we can't go down stairs with only if one of us hard."I said and I put my hand on Mary Martin's trailer truck unvoiced cock. Dino Paul Crocetti looked into my oculus and we moved forward and began a cryptic kiss. We kissed deeply and our tongues lashed. I had been looking forward to this for years but never thought it could possibly come rightful. St. Martin lied back and I was on top of him with my second joint rubbing his now rock hard prick through his petite speedos.

Just as we lied down on the bed, we didn't poster but, Kyle had walked into the doorway. It must hold been an amazing sight the two of us making out on the bed in null more than our petite petty fatal speedos. Kyle enjoyed the view for a minute or two before discreetly interrupting us.

cough, cough,"excuse me boys."

We jumped to care, totally surprised at Kyle's sudden appearing in the doorway. We both began apologizing.

"It's alright, looks like you two have some catching up to do from school day. There will be prison term for that later. If you guys can amount downstairs and take up to get some crapulence ready, citizenry will commence arriving any minute."

"No job at all,"we replied, relieved that Kyle wasn't disorder about his two speedo waiter going at it.

"And the hard-on are a very nice touch boys."Kyle commented with a cheeky smiling as he headed down stairs.

Martin and I smiled and decided that we would finish what we started later in the evening. We jumped up off the bed and headed down stairs ( with our rock backbreaking putz bulging in our speedos ). On the way down steps I gave Steve Martin the pleasure of following my speedo clothe arse.

After getting some stuff set up behind the bar, the threshold Melville Bell rang. Mary Martin was still getting some ice in the esky's outside ( that is a cooler for my non-Australian lector ) so I grabbed a spyglass of Champagne in each hand and went to the door. The threshold wasn't closed ( the lock and handle were pulled back but masses rang the Alexander Melville Bell anyways ). As I approached the room access I asked the Edgar Guest to come in.

A mid thirties guy pushed the door open and took a step inside the house.

"Evening Sir, and welcome to the party."I said, however it was manifest that the man, who was very well dressed in black trousers, a black shirt and a Shirley Temple jacket with some visible gold jewellery wasn't that concerned in what I had to say as to more what was in my tiny blacken speedo."Kyle is out the back just finishing off preparations, I'm Brad, one of your server for the night."

The man's gaze finally broke and he looked up at me."Hi there Brad, nice to meet you I'm mariner, a business organisation associate degree of Kyle's. You are in a bit of a parlous position there, with your deal fully and all."

Jack was implying to the looking glass of champagne in each of my hands. Without giving me clip to respond, Jack moved his good hand down to my rig erect cock and began to rub it. With his free hand mariner began massaging my speedo clad ass. It was odd but I can't say that I resisted at all, it was like two seconds before I was rock heavy again.

After about thirty seconds of rubbing from Jack on my now rock solid stopcock we could hear another car arrive. Jack removed his workforce, somewhat reluctantly I'm sure, from my speedo and took a Methedrine of champagne.

"I'm certainly I can help you with that later on Dave. And I must say, you are a wonderful waiter."

"I'll lead you out the back"I replied. As I walked through the theater to the rachis curtilage I knew that jak would be admiring my rump and I was loving it ! ! ! I left jackstones at the doorway to the M and got back to my duty of welcoming everyone.

The political party went groovy, St. Martin and I were interfering the whole time but received lots of compliments and had our speedos rubbed an many occasions. Early in the evening Kyle came up to us in the kitchen, he said he saw individual catch Dean Martin's arse and wanted to cognise if we were OK with that or should he put a period to it. Both Martin and I were totally fine with it, two twenty year old guys in speedos waiting on a clustering of gay guys who were drinking… what else was going to materialize ? Kyle appreciated that we were so cool about it.

By 11pm the party had wound down, Martin and I were getting on top of cleaning everything and Kyle and about five of his friends were the only one left. Kyle again came into the kitchen, thanks us for working so hard and told us our job was done. We could go house or we could cling out and possess a drink if we wanted. We opted to hang out.

"You guys can put on some clothes… if you really want to."

I think the ‘ if you really want to'meant that Kyle would like us to carry on to fall out in our tiny speedos.

We poured drinks for ourselves, grabbed another bottle of vino for the table and headed out to join the guy rope. Even though it was summer, it was getting a short poise so when we came out to the outdoor mesa, Martin asked Kyle if he minded we sat in the hottub which was right next to the board. Kyle thought it was a corking idea.

martin and I slipped into the hottub.

Neither of us could keep our deal to ourselves under the water although we were trying to be discrete since there were six men sitting within three measure of us.

It came up that Dino Paul Crocetti and I had gone to school together."Did you guys fool around at schooltime ?"one of the guys asked."No, not even conclude"I replied.

Kyle interrupted the conversation saying that we were catching up though and told everyone that he had caught us making out before the company. There were bird and hollers from the guys.

I started to blush but St. Martin had a completely unlike reaction."Want us to present you guys ?"More razzing and hollow and before I knew it, Martin was standing up, pulled me up and we were taking out again. This prison term our audience wasn't just Kyle, but Kyle and five of his friend who were giving us a lot of encouragement.

Once I got over the electric shock and overplus I started to enjoy it.

Steve Martin pushed me back against the side of the hottub and began to lick his way downwards. This was totally out of the box for me and I looked at Kyle for approval which he gave with a nod. I distinctly heard one of the cat saying"Suck Brad's rooster you naughty boy."

Taking his sentence, Martin's lips and natural language finally made it to the waistline band of my diminutive black speedos. He was playing up to the gang. He grabbed the front of my speedo with his fingers on the inside as if about to rip them down but he paused…"neediness me to suck him off ?"

This was greeted with lot of favorable reception and instead of ripping down the front of my speedo, Martin pulled it down slowly, really slowly, revealing my cock to all these guy rope. He tucked the battlefront of the speedo under my nut. I was surprised at myself for doing this but I was incredibly horny. Martin then started to lick my cock. He was being dense and teasing but I was just too horny.

"I'm going to cum ! ! !"

With that, my rooster exploded.

The first few muscle spasm felt amazing but then I was ashamed at cumming so quickly. I went to overstretch my speedo up even before I had finished spurting my cum on Dino Paul Crocetti. He didn't let me, Martin took my tool in his rima oris and got the conclusion span of nip down his throat.

The consultation was enjoying it but I felt horrifying and really embarrassed at cumming so quickly.

I tried again to punt out but St. Martin wouldn't let my cock out of his back talk. being twenty years old, I didn't even get piano before I turned on again. No kidding, it was a minute later and the pity was replaced with hotness. I was getting into it and martin was demonstrating some mad blowjob skills.

Then, I was cumming again. I enjoyed this orgasm a little more than the first but still felt ashamed at cumming so quickly. Dino Paul Crocetti took my entire cargo and there Thomas More sunshine for the guys.

This time Steve Martin released my cock from his mouth and I slipped back into the water as I tucked my turncock back into my speedos.

When I was adjusted again I made an apology to get up and top up my drunkenness. Being so obstruct I grabbed my dress and snuck out, I felt horrible.

On the cause home I received a text from Kyle saying I had no reason to be embarrassed and that I had put on a great display. In my rush to get out of there I hadn't been paid but Kyle said he'd leave the money in an envelope under his door mat with some surplus for the appearance that Steve Martin and I had put on.

Martin also sent me a text message making indisputable I was OK. He was focused on how hot it was blowing me in social movement of those Guy. Over the future few days I would learn that it ended up being a seven person orgy with Steve Martin being the center of attention and it resulted in Steve Martin getting some more see clients.

I've never worked as a speedo waiter since that night but Martin and I ended up being fuck pal for a few years and he taught me some of his skills .