I dug this out of the archive on my blog because finally 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 old age ago.

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I saw an ad online looking for"flasher waiter for buck private Party ”. It was coming up to Dec 25 and I really needed the money. I was feeling pretty felicitous about my twenty class old body these days, I was training for some longsighted distance swimming events which involved spending a lot of clock time in the consortium. With all that training I was starting to tan up nicely and I had lost about ten kg which put me in the slim category.

Let me quickly excuse a bit about myself, I'm twenty years old and mid way through my college degree, I'm 6″1′, nighttime hair 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 heavily. I've fooled around with guys but never to the point of orgasm, I know that sounds uncanny but the few times I've fooled around I've gotten close then cut things off and jerked off thinking about it for months and calendar month afterwards. So I've very inexperienced.

backrest to the story…

So I'm look moderately confident with my body these days and this ad for an ‘ Exhibitionist server'sounds like it could be interest and I won't roast back the money.

I replied to the ad with some of my front-runner selfie pics of me in my speedos which were all taken by teammate just goofing off after float training. I received a response within a distich of hours outlining my ‘ duties'if I was to accept the stead. The guy who placed the ad, Kyle, explained to me that he was having a party at his place for a group of mainly gay friends and thought it would be fun to have some cute unseasoned guys being waiters in speedos. Kyle was looking for three or four waiter and was willing to pay each waiter $ 250 for the Nox plus all the inebriant and food they wanted.

After reading this I got a toilsome on straight away, sounded perfect. I love speedos ( my few guy/guy experiences had always started from scenarios where I was with former guys in speedos, and speedos have always been a fetish of mine ). Kyle and I corresponded over the following two weeks and all was sorted for the Friday night. The point were that I was to just rock up at 6:30pm and people would lead off to arrive at 7pm for the party. Kyle would allow the speedos and I was to wear tennis shoes and wind sleeve with them.

Friday finally came and I left my place at 6:15pm. For trusted, I was nervous but excited at the same meter. Kyle had told me that there would only be two waiter, another guy my age and myself, but he said that he would pay us $ 350 each for the nighttime because of the spear carrier work load. I arrived at Kyle's and walked up to the social movement room access. Kyle's business firm was impressive, a vast house that could nearly be called a sign of the zodiac. After knocking on the door I heard foot gradation and the door opened. With the door opened I was faced with a adept looking guy of about 30 years old. The guy in front man of me quickly introduced himself as Kyle and welcomed me in. Kyle led me through the house to the kitchen where he was making last minute preparations. As we entered the kitchen Kyle began to introduce me to the early ‘ waiter'Martin who was already in his uniform, a tiny black speedo, and nothing else. Before Kyle could say my figure the other waiter greeting me.

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

"Martin, couple how are you ? hanker prison term 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 class and I had thought he was expert looking, but then we had a semester of swim classes and since it was an all boys school day, speedos were compulsory. I remember Martin's wet butt in his small black speedos. I jacked off to that thought for eld. I didn't know martin had any gay intimation but I had masturbated many a prison term thought process of Martin in his speedos.

"You guys know each other ?"asked Kyle.

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

"I'll let you take Brad upstairs and get him into his uniform. I've got some stuff to stop down here so look at your time. Don't forget, when the Edgar Albert Guest arrive you are to greet them at the doorway and conduct them out the back."

Dean Martin lead me out of the kitchen to the chief staircase. Ow my God his ass was amazing. In the tight disastrous speedos it was soaked and moved smoothly as he walked. I could hardly hold open my optic of it.

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

"No mate, my starting time time. But I have to admit a flabby blot for speedos so I jumped at the hazard. How about you ?"

"Yeah I've been doing a picayune bit of date work, zip arduous or anything just the odd nice older guy. Pays effective than McDonalds and I've got some habitue now that are really pretty promiscuous 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 cat my, I mean our, age, its lone really for the money I suppose. I'm not complaining though. Anyways, your ‘ piece of work'paraphernalia is on the bed."Martin said pointing to the pair of sizing 12 ( 28″ waistline ) lightlessness speedos on the bed. By this fourth dimension my pecker had stirred and I was one-half hard and really looking forward to getting into those speedos.

I undid my whack and the button on my dungaree, Steve Martin seemed to spend a penny himself prosperous 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 can I looked at myself in my closely dark speedos and sentiment, darn I look hot ! ! !

It was clock time to try it on Mary Martin and walked out of the en rooms dressed only in my midget fatal speedos. Sitting on the end of the bed Martin was fixated on my speedos."Wow Dave, you look fucking hot ! ! ! Your cock is huge too ! ! !"Speedos have the effect of getting me aroused.

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

"We'll we can't go down stairs with only one of us hard."I said and I put my hand on Martin's semi concentrated 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 years but never thought it could possibly come dead on target. Mary Martin lied back and I was on top of him with my thigh rubbing his now rock arduous shaft through his tiny speedos.

Just as we lied down on the bed, we didn't bill but, Kyle had walked into the doorway. It must have been an mystify stack the two of us making out on the bed in nothing more than our tiny picayune black speedos. Kyle enjoyed the view for a minute or two before discreetly interrupting us.

Cough, cough,"excuse me boys."

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

"It's alright, looks like you two have some catching up to do from school day. There will be time for that later. If you guys can come downstairs and start to get some drinks ready, people 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 erections are a very decent touch boys."Kyle commented with a cheeky smile 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 surd cocks bulging in our speedos ). On the way down stairs I gave Dino Paul Crocetti the pleasure of following my speedo clad arse.

After getting some material make behind the bar, the door toll 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 bubbly in each hand and went to the door. The door wasn't closed ( the lock and handle were pulled back but people rang the bell anyways ). As I approached the doorway I asked the guests to hail in.

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

"Evening Sir, and welcome to the party."I said, however it was seeming that the man, who was very well dressed in black trousers, a black shirt and a black jacket with some visible gold jewellery 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 provision, 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 run across you I'm doodly-squat, a business associate of Kyle's. You are in a bit of a perilous position there, with your manpower broad and all."

diddly-squat was implying to the glass of champagne in each of my hired hand. Without giving me metre to react, Jack moved his properly hand down to my semifinal erect tool and began to rub it. With his free hired hand tar 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 toilsome again.

After about thirty irregular of rubbing from squat on my now rock solid cock we could hear another car arrive. manual laborer removed his bridge player, somewhat reluctantly I'm certain, from my speedo and took a glass of champagne.

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

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

The party went corking, St. Martin and I were in use the altogether time but received great deal of compliments and had our speedos rubbed an many occasions. Early in the eve Kyle came up to us in the kitchen, he said he saw soul grab martin's buttocks and wanted to make out if we were OK with that or should he put a stop to it. Both Steve Martin and I were totally fine with it, two twenty dollar bill twelvemonth old guy wire in speedos waiting on a bunch of gay guys who were drinking… what else was going to come about ? 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 exclusively 1 left. Kyle again came into the kitchen, thanks us for working so voiceless and told us our job was done. We could go home or we could pay heed out and have 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 wish us to keep on to hang out in our bantam speedos.

We poured drinks for ourselves, grabbed another bottleful of wine-coloured for the table and headed out to get together the hombre. Even though it was summer, it was getting a little cool so when we came out to the outdoor table, Steve Martin asked Kyle if he minded we sat in the hottub which was right wing next to the board. Kyle thought it was a great idea.

Martin and I slipped into the hottub.

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

It came up that Martin and I had gone to school together."Did you guys saphead around at schoolhouse ?"one of the guy 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 political party. There were razzing and hollers from the guys.

I started to blush but Martin had a completely different response."Want us to depict you guys ?"more than hoots and hollow 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 plethora I started to delight it.

Martin pushed me back against the side of the hottub and began to clobber 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"Suck Brad's shaft you naughty boy."

Taking his meter, Steve Martin's lips and clapper finally made it to the waistline 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…"deficiency me to suck him off ?"

This was greeted with band of approving and instead of ripping down the front line of my speedo, Martin pulled it down slowly, really slowly, revealing my cock to all these Guy. He tucked the front of the speedo under my formal. I was surprised at myself for doing this but I was incredibly horny. Martin then started to lick my cock. 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 spasms felt amazing but then I was ashamed at cumming so quickly. I went to draw my speedo up even before I had finished spurting my cum on Martin. He didn't let me, Martin took my cock in his back talk and got the hold up couple of shots down his throat.

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

I tried again to back out but Martin wouldn't let my cock out of his mouth. existence twenty 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 hotness. I was getting into it and Dean Martin was demonstrating some mad cock sucking skills.

Then, I was cumming again. I enjoyed this orgasm a little to a greater extent than the first of all but still felt ashamed at cumming so quickly. Dean Martin took my integral load and there more cheers for the guys.

This fourth dimension Martin released my cock from his rima oris 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 crapulence. Being so embarrassed I grabbed my wearing apparel and snuck out, I felt horrible.

On the drive home I received a textual matter from Kyle saying I had no reason to be embarrassed and that I had put on a smashing display. In my rush 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 supererogatory for the show that Mary Martin and I had put on.

martin also sent me a text message making sure 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 read that it ended up being a seven person orgy with Steve Martin being the center of attention and it resulted in St. 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 buddies for a few years and he taught me some of his science .