I dug this out of the archive on my web log because lowest 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"Exhibitionist server for private party ”. It was coming up to Xmas and I really needed the money. I was feeling pretty felicitous about my twenty year old body these days, I was training for some hanker distance swimming 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 kilo which put me in the slim down category.

Let me quickly excuse a bit about myself, I'm twenty geezerhood old and mid way through my college academic degree, I'm 6″1′, nighttime pilus 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 firmly. I've fooled around with guy rope but never to the point of coming, I know that sounds weird but the few meter I've fooled around I've gotten close then cut things off and jerked off thinking about it for months and months afterwards. So I've very inexperienced.

Back to the story…

So I'm belief pretty confident with my body these days and this ad for an ‘ Exhibitionist Waiter'sounds like it could be interesting 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 float training. I received a reply within a dyad of 60 minutes outlining my ‘ tariff'if I was to bear the situation. The guy who placed the ad, Kyle, explained to me that he was having a party at his place for a chemical group of mainly gay friend and thought it would be fun to have some cute untested bozo 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 intoxicant and nutrient they wanted.

After reading this I got a hard 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 voodoo of mine ). Kyle and I corresponded over the next two calendar week and all was sorted for the Fri night. The details were that I was to just sway up at 6:30pm and mass would pop to make it at 7pm for the party. Kyle would provide the speedos and I was to wear tennis horseshoe and socks with them.

Fri finally came and I left my blank space at 6:15pm. For sure, I was nervous but excited at the same time. Kyle had told me that there would only be two server, another guy my age and myself, but he said that he would pay us $ 350 each for the night because of the duplicate work load. I arrived at Kyle's and walked up to the battlefront doorway. Kyle's house was telling, a huge house that could nearly be called a mansion house. After knocking on the doorway I heard metrical unit steps and the door opened. With the door opened I was faced with a good looking guy of about thirty days old. The guy in front of me quickly introduced himself as Kyle and welcomed me in. Kyle led me through the house to the kitchen where he was making conclusion minute training. As we entered the kitchen Kyle began to introduce me to the early ‘ waiter'Mary Martin who was already in his uniform, a tiny Black person speedo, and cypher else. Before Kyle could say my epithet the other server greeting me.

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

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

Martin went to school with me and was the beginning guy I had ever fantasized about. He was in my class and I had thought he was good looking, but then we had a semester of swimming class and since it was an all son school, speedos were required. I remember Martin's besotted stern in his niggling black speedos. I jacked off to that thought for years. I didn't know martin had any gay glimmering but I had masturbated many a sentence thinking of Martin in his speedos.

"You guys sleep together each other ?"asked Kyle.

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

"I'll let you submit Brad upstairs and get him into his uniform. I've got some hooey to polish off down here so take your time. Don't forget, when the guests arrive you are to greet them at the doorway 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 pie-eyed and moved smoothly as he walked. I could hardly retain my eyes of it.

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

"No married person, my offset prison term. But I have to admit a mild spot for speedos so I jumped at the chance. How about you ?"

"Yeah I've been doing a slight bit of bodyguard work, nothing heavy or anything just the odd nice older guy. Pays near than McDonalds and I've got some habitue now that are really passably promiscuous going."

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

"Yeah, never really mucked around with any guys my, I mean our, age, its solitary really for the money I suppose. I'm not complaining though. Anyways, your ‘ work'power train is on the bed."Martin said pointing to the yoke of size 12 ( 28″ waist ) blackened speedos on the bed. By this time my putz had stirred and I was half tough and really looking forward to getting into those speedos.

I undid my belted ammunition and the button on my jeans, Martin seemed to work himself well-to-do on the bed. Evidently, he was going to look out 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 crocked shameful speedos and mentation, darn I look hot ! ! !

It was sentence to try it on Martin and walked out of the en cortege dressed only in my petite pitch blackness 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 burden of getting me aroused.

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

"We'll we can't go down stairs with just one of us hard."I said and I put my handwriting on Martin's semi difficult dick. St. Martin looked into my eyes and we moved forward and began a deep kiss. We kissed deeply and our natural language lashed. I had been looking forward to this for year but never thought it could possibly hail true. Martin lied back and I was on top of him with my thigh rubbing his now rock concentrated cock through his midget speedos.

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

cough, coughing,"excuse me boys."

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

"It's alright, looks like you two have some catching up to do from schooling. There will be metre for that later. If you guys can add up downstairs and start to get some drinks gear up, multitude will start out arriving any minute."

"No job at all,"we replied, relieved that Kyle wasn't upset about his two speedo waiters 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 stair ( with our stone backbreaking hammer bulging in our speedos ). On the way down stairs I gave St. Martin the pleasure of following my speedo clad arse.

After getting some stuff ready behind the bar, the door bell rang. Mary Martin was still getting some ice in the esky's outside ( that is a ice chest for my non-Australian readers ) so I grabbed a crank of champagne in each bridge player and went to the door. The threshold wasn't closed ( the ringlet and plow were pulled back but people rang the buzzer anyways ). As I approached the doorway I asked the Edgar Guest to follow in.

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

"Evening Sir, and welcome to the party."I said, however it was apparent that the man, who was very well dressed in smuggled trouser, a smuggled shirt and a blackamoor cap with some seeable gold jewelry wasn't that matter to in what I had to say as to more what was in my tiny black speedo."Kyle is out the back just finishing off homework, 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, courteous to meet you I'm Jack, a business concern comrade of Kyle's. You are in a bit of a touch-and-go position there, with your hands full moon and all."

diddly was implying to the glass of champagne in each of my hands. Without giving me time to react, Jack moved his properly deal down to my semitrailer erect cock and began to rub it. With his complimentary hand Jack began massaging my speedo habilitate ass. It was odd but I can't say that I resisted at all, it was like two seconds before I was rock operose again.

After about thirty seconds of rubbing from Jack on my now rock satisfying prick we could find out another car arrive. Jack removed his hands, somewhat reluctantly I'm sure, from my speedo and took a Methedrine of champagne.

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

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

The party went great, martin and I were occupy the whole sentence but received fate of compliments and had our speedos rubbed an many social occasion. Early in the evening Kyle came up to us in the kitchen, he said he saw someone grab Martin's tail end and wanted to know if we were OK with that or should he put a full point to it. Both Steve Martin and I were totally hunky-dory with it, two twenty year old cat in speedos waiting on a gang of gay guys who were drinking… what else was going to encounter ? 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 1 left. Kyle again came into the kitchen, thanks us for working so backbreaking and told us our job was done. We could go place or we could hang out and possess a drink if we wanted. We opted to pay heed 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 proceed to cling out in our petite speedos.

We poured drinks for ourselves, grabbed another bottle of wine-colored for the table and headed out to join the guys. Even though it was summer, it was getting a little cool so when we came out to the outdoor tabular array, Martin asked Kyle if he minded we sat in the hottub which was right following to the table. Kyle thought it was a with child idea.

Martin and I slipped into the hottub.

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

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

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

Once I got over the shock and overplus I started to savour 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 guys saying"suction Brad's shaft you naughty boy."

Taking his time, Martin's rim and natural language finally made it to the waist stria of my petite black speedos. He was playing up to the gang. He grabbed the figurehead 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 lots of approval and instead of ripping down the front of my speedo, Martin pulled it down slowly, really slowly, revealing my putz to all these guys. He tucked the movement of the speedo under my balls. I was surprised at myself for doing this but I was incredibly steamy. Martin then started to work out my putz. He was being slow and teasing but I was just too horny.

"I'm going to cum ! ! !"

With that, my peter exploded.

The number 1 few muscle spasm felt amazing but then I was ashamed at cumming so quickly. I went to pull my speedo up even before I had finished spurting my cum on Martin. He didn't let me, Martin took my cock in his mouth and got the cobbler's last yoke of crack down his throat.

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

I tried again to back out but Steve Martin wouldn't let my cock out of his mouth. Being twenty years old, I didn't even get gentle 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 Martin was demonstrating some mad blowjob skills.

Then, I was cumming again. I enjoyed this orgasm a little more than the start but still felt ashamed at cumming so quickly. Martin took my intact load and there more sunniness for the guys.

This time Mary Martin released my cock from his sassing and I slipped back into the water system as I tucked my dick back into my speedos.

When I was adjusted again I made an excuse to get up and top up my beverage. Being so embarrassed I grabbed my clothes and snuck out, I felt horrible.

On the drive home I received a textbook from Kyle saying I had no reason to be embarrassed and that I had put on a great show. In my thrill to get out of there I hadn't been paid but Kyle said he'd leave the money in an envelope under his doorway mat with some extra for the show that Mary Martin and I had put on.

martin also sent me a text content making sure I was OK. He was focused on how hot it was blowing me in front of those bozo. Over the future few days I would learn that it ended up being a seven person bacchanalia with Martin being the center of tending and it resulted in Mary Martin getting some more escorting clients.

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