I dug this out of the archives on my blog because shoemaker's last week 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 years ago.

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I saw an ad online looking for"Exhibitionist server for common soldier political party ”. It was coming up to Dec 25 and I really needed the money. I was feeling pretty happy about my twenty yr old consistency these days, I was training for some long length swimming effect which involved spending a lot of fourth dimension in the puddle. 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 excuse a bit about myself, I'm twenty yr old and mid way through my college point, I'm 6″1′, dark hair with some blonde through it and reasonably tanned. I've had a piffling bit of guy/guy experience but not much - although it always gets me hard. I've fooled around with guys but never to the level of orgasm, I know that sounds unearthly 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.

spine to the story…

So I'm feeling moderately confident with my torso these 24-hour interval and this ad for an ‘ Exhibitionist Waiter'sounds like it could be concern and I won't knock back the money.

I replied to the ad with some of my favorite selfie pics of me in my speedos which were all taken by mates just goofing off after swim training. I received a answer within a couple of time of day outlining my ‘ obligation'if I was to consent the perspective. The guy who placed the ad, Kyle, explained to me that he was having a party at his place for a radical of mainly gay friends and thought it would be fun to stimulate some cute young guy cable 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 alcoholic beverage and food they wanted.

After reading this I got a strong on straight away, sounded perfect. I love speedos ( my few guy/guy experiences had always started from scenarios where I was with early guys in speedos, and speedos have always been a fetish 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 go to arrive at 7pm for the political party. Kyle would allow the speedos and I was to put on tennis shoes and wind cone with them.

Friday finally came and I left my place at 6:15pm. For sure, I was spooky but excited at the same 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 night because of the supererogatory work load. I arrived at Kyle's and walked up to the front door. Kyle's theater was impressive, a huge planetary house that could nearly be called a mansion. After knocking on the room access I heard pick footstep and the room access opened. With the door opened I was faced with a undecomposed looking guy of about 30 twelvemonth old. The guy in figurehead of me quickly introduced himself as Kyle and welcomed me in. Kyle led me through the planetary house to the kitchen where he was making last minute preparations. As we entered the kitchen Kyle began to enclose me to the other ‘ waiter'Martin who was already in his uniform, a bantam black speedo, and nothing else. Before Kyle could say my name the other waiter greeting me.

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

"Martin, copulate how are you ? foresighted time no see."I replied as we shook hands.

Martin went to school with me and was the maiden guy I had ever fantasized about. He was in my socio-economic class and I had thought he was sound looking, but then we had a semester of swimming classes and since it was an all boys school, speedos were compulsory. I remember Steve Martin's plastered can in his piffling bootleg speedos. I jacked off to that thought for years. I didn't know Martin had any gay glimmer but I had masturbated many a meter thinking of Steve Martin in his speedos.

"You guys know each other ?"asked Kyle.

"Yeah, we went to school day together."Dean Martin replied.

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

Mary Martin lead me out of the kitchen to the principal staircase. Ow my God his ass was amazing. In the tight opprobrious speedos it was tight and moved smoothly as he walked. I could hardly keep my centre of it.

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

"No mate, my initiatory meter. But I have to admit a indulgent spot for speedos so I jumped at the prospect. How about you ?"

"Yeah I've been doing a lilliputian bit of date work, nothing heavy or anything just the odd Nice older guy. Pays honest than McDonalds and I've got some fixture now that are really pretty prosperous going."

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

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

I undid my belt and the release on my denim, Martin seemed to build himself comfortable 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 Martin, I'd be back, as I headed towards the en suite.

As I quickly changed in the privy I looked at myself in my sloshed shameful speedos and thought, darn I look hot ! ! !

It was clock time to try it on Dino Paul Crocetti and walked out of the en entourage 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 huge too ! ! !"Speedos have the upshot of getting me aroused.

"Thanks fellow, you look shit 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 one of us hard."I said and I put my bridge player on Martin's trucking rig hard pecker. St. Martin looked into my eyes and we moved forward and began a rich kiss. We kissed deeply and our tongues lashed. I had been looking forward to this for days but never thought it could possibly make out lawful. Mary Martin lied back and I was on top of him with my thigh rubbing his now rock firmly prick through his lilliputian speedos.

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

Cough, Cough,"Excuse me boys."

We jumped to aid, totally surprised at Kyle's sudden appearance in the room access. We both began apologizing.

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

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

"And the hard-on are a very gracious tactile sensation boys."Kyle commented with a cheeky smile as he headed down stairs.

Martin and I smiled and decided that we would stop what we started later in the eventide. We jumped up off the bed and headed down stairs ( with our rock candy hard cocks bulging in our speedos ). On the way down step I gave Steve Martin the pleasure of following my speedo clad arse.

After getting some stuff make behind the bar, the threshold bell rang. martin was still getting some ice in the esky's outside ( that is a tank for my non-Australian readers ) so I grabbed a glass of Champagne-Ardenne in each paw and went to the room access. The door wasn't closed ( the lock and handle were pulled back but masses rang the Vanessa Bell anyways ). As I approached the door I asked the guests to come in.

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

"eventide Sir, and welcome to the party."I said, however it was manifest that the man, who was very well dressed in mordant trouser, a melanize shirt and a Black person jacket with some visible gold jewelry wasn't that interested in what I had to say as to more what was in my tiny 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, gracious to meet you I'm Jack, a business associate degree of Kyle's. You are in a bit of a perilous spot there, with your hands full and all."

Jack was implying to the glass of bubbly in each of my hands. Without giving me time to react, Jack moved his the right way hand down to my articulated lorry erect putz and began to rub it. With his disembarrass script Jack began massaging my speedo clad ass. It was odd but I can't say that I resisted at all, it was like two sec before I was rock tough again.

After about thirty seconds of rubbing from diddlyshit on my now rock solid cock we could hear another car arrive. manual laborer removed his manus, somewhat reluctantly I'm sure, from my speedo and took a shabu of champagne.

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

"I'll trail you out the indorse"I replied. As I walked through the family to the spinal column yard I knew that mariner would be admiring my hind end and I was loving it ! ! ! I left jackfruit at the door to the yard and got back to my obligation of welcoming everyone.

The company went great, Steve Martin and I were busy the unscathed time but received slews 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 soul grab St. Martin's arse and wanted to experience if we were OK with that or should he put a stop to it. Both Martin and I were totally fine with it, two twenty yr old guys in speedos waiting on a crew of gay guys who were drinking… what else was going to happen ? Kyle appreciated that we were so cool off 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 alone ones left. Kyle again came into the kitchen, thanks us for working so heavy and told us our job was done. We could go family or we could hang out and birth a crapulence 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 wish us to continue to hang out in our diminutive speedos.

We poured drinks for ourselves, grabbed another feeding bottle of wine-colored for the table and headed out to join the hombre. Even though it was summer, it was getting a little aplomb so when we came out to the outdoor mesa, Martin asked Kyle if he minded we sat in the hottub which was properly succeeding to the tabular array. Kyle thought it was a great idea.

Martin and I slipped into the hottub.

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

It came up that Martin and I had gone to school together."Did you guys fool around at school ?"one of the guy asked."No, not even fill up"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 political party. There were hoots and hollers from the guys.

I started to blush but Dino Paul Crocetti had a completely different reaction."Want us to show up you poke fun ?"to a greater extent hoots and hollers and before I knew it, Dino Paul Crocetti was standing up, pulled me up and we were taking out again. This sentence our consultation wasn't just Kyle, but Kyle and five of his Friend who were giving us a lot of encouragement.

Once I got over the daze and embarrassment I started to bask it.

martin pushed me back against the face of the hottub and began to thrash 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 guys saying"suction Brad's dick you naughty boy."

Taking his time, Steve Martin's sass and clapper finally made it to the waist dance band of my tiny black speedos. He was playing up to the crowd. He grabbed the front of my speedo with his fingers on the inside as if about to rip them down but he paused…"Want me to blow him off ?"

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

"I'm going to cum ! ! !"

With that, my cock exploded.

The first few 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 Dino Paul Crocetti. He didn't let me, Dean Martin took my cock in his mouth and got the last couple of shooting down his throat.

The hearing was enjoying it but I felt horrible and really embarrassed at cumming so quickly.

I tried again to plunk for out but Martin wouldn't let my tool out of his mouth. Being XX years old, I didn't even get soft before I turned on again. No kidding, it was a minute later and the shame was replaced with horniness. I was getting into it and Mary Martin was demonstrating some mad cock sucking 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 more cheers for the guys.

This time Martin released my cock from his mouth and I slipped back into the water 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 drink. Being so abashed I grabbed my clothes and snuck out, I felt horrible.

On the drive home I received a textbook from Kyle saying I had no intellect to be embarrassed and that I had put on a heavy show. In my spate to get out of there I hadn't been paid but Kyle said he'd leave the money in an gasbag under his door mat with some extra for the show that martin and I had put on.

St. Martin also sent me a textbook message making sure I was OK. He was focused on how hot it was blowing me in front line of those cat. Over the next few days I would learn that it ended up being a seven person orgy with Martin being the kernel of tending and it resulted in Dino Paul Crocetti getting some more escorting clients.

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