I dug this out of the archives on my web log because live on week I hooked up with a guy who was doing some naughty matter in his speedos for money and it reminded me of this experience I had a few years ago.

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I saw an ad online looking for"flasher server for Private company ”. It was coming up to Xmas and I really needed the money. I was feeling pretty happy about my twenty year old body these years, I was training for some farsighted distance swim events which involved spending a lot of time in the pool. With all that training I was starting to tan up nicely and I had lost about ten kilogram which put me in the slim category.

Let me quickly explain a bit about myself, I'm twenty years old and mid way through my college academic degree, I'm 6″1′, sour haircloth with some blonde through it and reasonably tanned. I've had a little bit of guy/guy experience but not much - although it always gets me difficult. I've fooled around with bozo but never to the point of 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.

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So I'm touch pretty confident with my organic structure these days and this ad for an ‘ Exhibitionist server'sounds like it could be interesting and I won't bash back the money.

I replied to the ad with some of my preferred selfie pics of me in my speedos which were all taken by married person just goofing off after swim grooming. I received a reply within a couple of hours outlining my ‘ duties'if I was to consent the position. The guy who placed the ad, Kyle, explained to me that he was having a political party at his place for a chemical group of mainly gay friends and thought it would be fun to have some precious young guys being waiter in speedos. Kyle was looking for three or four waiters and was willing to pay each waiter $ 250 for the night plus all the alcohol and food they wanted.

After reading this I got a knockout on unbowed away, sounded perfective. I love speedos ( my few guy/guy experiences had always started from scenarios where I was with other guy cable in speedos, and speedos have always been a voodoo 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 rock up at 6:30pm and people would start to get at 7pm for the party. Kyle would provide the speedos and I was to hold out lawn tennis horseshoe and socks with them.

Friday finally came and I left my place at 6:15pm. For for sure, I was nervous but excited at the Saame clip. 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 night because of the extra work load. I arrived at Kyle's and walked up to the front room access. Kyle's sign of the zodiac was telling, a huge planetary house that could nearly be called a residence. After knocking on the door I heard foot steps and the room access opened. With the doorway opened I was faced with a effective looking guy of about XXX age old. The guy in front of me quickly introduced himself as Kyle and welcomed me in. Kyle led me through the mansion to the kitchen where he was making last second preparations. As we entered the kitchen Kyle began to introduce me to the other ‘ waiter'St. Martin who was already in his uniform, a diminutive fateful speedo, and cypher else. Before Kyle could say my epithet the other server greeting me.

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

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

Dino Paul Crocetti went to school with me and was the kickoff guy I had ever fantasized about. He was in my family and I had thought he was good looking, but then we had a semester of swimming family and since it was an all boys school, speedos were mandatory. I remember Martin's wet buns in his minuscule smutty speedos. I jacked off to that thought for years. I didn't know Martin had any gay glimmer but I had masturbated many a time thought process of Mary Martin in his speedos.

"You guys hump each early ?"asked Kyle.

"Yeah, we went to schoolhouse together."Martin replied.

"I'll let you need Brad upstairs and get him into his uniform. I've got some stuff to land up down here so submit your time. Don't forget, when the guests arrive you are to greet them at the room access and lead them out the back."

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

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

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

"Yeah I've been doing a petty bit of escort work, zero grievous or anything just the odd decent older guy. Pays unspoiled than McDonalds and I've got some regular now that are really somewhat leisurely going."

"For real ? I didn't even think you were gay ?"I replied with a good pinch of shock in my voice.

"Yeah, never really mucked around with any hombre my, I mean our, age, its alone really for the money I suppose. I'm not complaining though. Anyways, your ‘ work'gear is on the bed."Martin said pointing to the brace of size 12 ( 28″ waist ) smuggled speedos on the bed. By this clock time my cock had stirred and I was half hard and really looking forward to getting into those speedos.

I undid my smash and the clitoris on my denim, Mary Martin seemed to score himself comfortable on the bed. Evidently, he was going to learn me get changed and didn't think anything of it. I wasn't quite that confident.

I grabbed the speedos and told 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 plastered melanize speedos and thought, darn I look hot ! ! !

It was clock time to try it on St. Martin and walked out of the en retinue dressed only in my tiny black speedos. Sitting on the end of the bed Martin was fixated on my speedos."Wow Dave, you look fucking hot ! ! ! Your hammer is Brobdingnagian too ! ! !"Speedos have the effect of getting me aroused.

"Thanks first mate, you look darn 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 merely one of us hard."I said and I put my script on Martin's trucking rig hard cock. Martin looked into my eyes and we moved forward and began a oceanic abyss kiss. We kissed deeply and our tongues lashed. I had been looking forward to this for twelvemonth but never thought it could possibly get dead on target. Martin lied back and I was on top of him with my thigh rubbing his now rock heavy cock through his tiny speedos.

Just as we lied down on the bed, we didn't notice but, Kyle had walked into the door. It must have been an amazing sight the two of us making out on the bed in nothing more than than our tiny minuscule black speedos. Kyle enjoyed the sentiment for a minute or two before discreetly interrupting us.

Cough, Cough,"excuse me boys."

We jumped to attention, totally surprised at Kyle's sudden visual aspect in the door. We both began apologizing.

"It's alright, looks like you two have some catching up to do from school. There will be clock time for that later. If you guys can hail downstairs and start to get some crapulence ready, people will start arriving any minute."

"No trouble at all,"we replied, relieved that Kyle wasn't upset about his two speedo server going at it.

"And the erecting are a very nice signature boys."Kyle commented with a cheeky smile as he headed down stairs.

Steve 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 steps ( with our rock concentrated cocks bulging in our speedos ). On the way down stairs I gave St. Martin the joy of following my speedo clad arse.

After getting some material fix behind the bar, the door bell rang. Martin was still getting some ice in the esky's outside ( that is a cooler for my non-Australian proofreader ) so I grabbed a glassful of champagne in each paw and went to the room access. The room access wasn't closed ( the lock and deal were pulled back but multitude rang the bell shape anyways ). As I approached the door I asked the guest to come in.

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

"Evening Sir, and receive to the party."I said, however it was apparent that the man, who was very well dressed in opprobrious pant, a Black person shirt and a disastrous crown with some visible gold jewelry wasn't that matter to in what I had to say as to more what was in my midget black speedo."Kyle is out the back just finishing off preparations, I'm Brad, one of your waiters for the night."

The man's gaze finally broke and he looked up at me."Hi there Brad, nice to fit you I'm Jack, a business associate of Kyle's. You are in a bit of a precarious billet there, with your hands wide-cut and all."

tar was implying to the field glass of Champagne in each of my bridge player. Without giving me time to respond, seaman moved his redress hand down to my semifinal erect stopcock and began to rub it. With his free hand squat began massaging my speedo raiment ass. It was odd but I can't say that I resisted at all, it was like two second before I was rock hard again.

After about thirty arcsecond of rubbing from Jack on my now rock solid state cock we could discover another car arrive. Jack removed his hands, somewhat reluctantly I'm for sure, from my speedo and took a glass of champagne.

"I'm sure enough I can serve you with that later on Dave. And I must say, you are a fantastic waiter."

"I'll lead you out the back"I replied. As I walked through the house to the back yard I knew that Jack would be admiring my asshole and I was loving it ! ! ! I left Jack at the door to the yard and got back to my duties of welcoming everyone.

The company went great, St. Martin and I were officious the whole fourth dimension but received lots of compliment and had our speedos rubbed an many occasions. Early in the evening Kyle came up to us in the kitchen, he said he saw someone grab Martin's arse and wanted to know if we were OK with that or should he put a stop to it. Both St. Martin and I were totally fine with it, two twenty yr old guys in speedos waiting on a bunch of gay guy rope who were drinking… what else was going to happen ? Kyle appreciated that we were so cool down about it.

By 11pm the company had wound down, Mary Martin and I were getting on top of cleaning everything and Kyle and about five of his ally were the merely ones left. Kyle again came into the kitchen, thanks us for working so hard and told us our job was done. We could go home or we could hang out and give a drink if we wanted. We opted to advert 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 remain to hang out in our tiny speedos.

We poured drinks for ourselves, grabbed another bottleful of wine for the table and headed out to join the cat. Even though it was summer, it was getting a piffling cool so when we came out to the outdoor table, Mary Martin asked Kyle if he minded we sat in the hottub which was right next to the table. Kyle thought it was a dandy idea.

Martin and I slipped into the hottub.

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

It came up that Martin and I had gone to school together."Did you guys fool around at school ?"one of the bozo asked."No, not even close"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 razzing and hollers from the guys.

I started to blush but Martin had a completely dissimilar reaction."Want us to indicate you guys ?"More raspberry and hollers and before I knew it, Martin was standing up, pulled me up and we were taking out again. This time our audience wasn't just Kyle, but Kyle and five of his friends who were giving us a lot of encouragement.

Once I got over the shock and embarrassment I started to relish it.

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 guy saying"suction Brad's peter you naughty boy."

Taking his clock time, Martin's backtalk and spit finally made it to the waist band of my midget disgraceful speedos. He was playing up to the crowd. He grabbed the nominal head of my speedo with his fingers on the interior as if about to rip them down but he paused…"Want me to blow him off ?"

This was greeted with great deal of approval and instead of ripping down the front of my speedo, Dean Martin pulled it down slowly, really slowly, revealing my cock to all these guys. He tucked the front end of the speedo under my balls. I was surprised at myself for doing this but I was incredibly aroused. Dean Martin then started to cream my cock. He was being obtuse and teasing but I was just too horny.

"I'm going to cum ! ! !"

With that, my cock exploded.

The 1st few muscle spasm felt amazing but then I was ashamed at cumming so quickly. I went to deplumate my speedo up even before I had finished spurting my cum on Dean Martin. He didn't let me, Mary Martin took my cock in his mouth and got the finis couplet of shots down his throat.

The audience was enjoying it but I felt atrocious and really embarrassed at cumming so quickly.

I tried again to back out but Martin wouldn't let my stopcock out of his mouth. Being twenty class old, I didn't even get cushy 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. Martin took my entire load and there Thomas More cheers for the guys.

This time St. Martin released my cock from his sass and I slipped back into the piddle as I tucked my cock back into my speedos.

When I was adjusted again I made an excuse to get up and top up my crapulence. organism so stymy I grabbed my dress and snuck out, I felt horrible.

On the drive home I received a text from Kyle saying I had no reason to be embarrassed and that I had put on a great show. 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 extra for the appearance that Steve Martin and I had put on.

Dino Paul Crocetti also sent me a textbook message making certain I was OK. He was focused on how hot it was blowing me in front of those guys. Over the next few days I would learn that it ended up being a seven person bacchanal with Martin being the center of attention and it resulted in Dean Martin getting some more escort clients.

I've never worked as a speedo server since that nighttime but Martin and I ended up being fuck chum for a few old age and he taught me some of his acquisition .