I saw an ad online looking for `` Exhibitionist waiter for buck private Party ''. It was coming up to Xmas and I really needed the money. I was feeling pretty glad about my twenty year old body these daytime, I was training for some foresighted length swimming event which involved spending a lot of prison term in the pool. With all that training I was starting to tan up nicely and I had lost about ten kg which put me in the slight category.

Let me quickly explain a bit about myself, I 'm twenty years old and mid way through my college point, I 'm 6 '' 1', saturnine hairsbreadth with some blonde through it and reasonably tanned. I 've had a slight bit of guy/guy experience but not a good deal - although it always gets me gruelling. I 've fooled around with Guy but never to the point of climax, I know that sounds Wyrd but the few times I 've fooled around I 've gotten close then cut affair off and jerked off thinking about it for months and months afterwards. So I 've very inexperienced.

Back to the tarradiddle ...

So I 'm feeling pretty confident with my body these solar day and this ad for an 'Exhibitionist Waiter'phone like it could be interest and I wo n't knock back the money.

I replied to the ad with some of my dearie selfie motion-picture show of me in my speedos which were all taken by mates just goofing off after float grooming. I received a response within a twosome of hours outlining my 'duties'if I was to accept the position. 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 own some cute young guys being waiters in speedos. Kyle was looking for three or four server and was willing to pay each server $ 250 for the night plus all the alcohol and solid food 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 early guy rope in speedos, and speedos have always been a juju of mine ). Kyle and I corresponded over the side by side two weeks and all was sorted for the Fri nighttime. The details were that I was to just rock up at 6:30pm and people would start to arrive at 7pm for the party. Kyle would allow for the speedos and I was to wear tennis shoes and socks with them.

Friday finally came and I left my seat at 6:15pm. For sure, I was nervous but excited at the same 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 Nox because of the extra work warhead. I arrived at Kyle 's and walked up to the front door. Kyle 's sign of the zodiac was impressive, a immense house that could nearly be called a mansion. After knocking on the door I heard foot footfall and the room access opened. With the threshold opened I was faced with a effective looking guy of about thirty class old. The guy in social movement of me quickly introduced himself as Kyle and welcomed me in. Kyle led me through the sign of the zodiac to the kitchen where he was making lastly minute training. As we entered the kitchen Kyle began to introduce me to the former 'waiter'Steve Martin who was already in his uniform, a lilliputian 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, couple how are you ? Long time no see. '' I replied as we shook hands.

Martin went to school with me and was the offset guy I had ever fantasized about. He was in my family and I had thought he was ripe looking, but then we had a semester of swimming division and since it was an all boy school, speedos were compulsory. I remember Martin 's fuddled arse in his minuscule Negro speedos. I jacked off to that thought for days. I did n't know Dean Martin had any gay intimation but I had masturbated many a meter thought process of Martin in his speedos.

'' You guys know each other ? '' asked Kyle.

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

'' I 'll let you lead Brad upstairs and get him into his uniform. I 've got some stuff to wind up down here so make your fourth dimension. Do n't forget, when the guests arrive you are to greet them at the door and lead them out the back. ``

Martin precede me out of the kitchen to the main staircase. Ow my God his ass was amazing. In the tight grim speedos it was close and moved smoothly as he walked. I could hardly continue my eyes of it.

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

'' No mate, my low gear time. But I have to admit a soft blot for speedos so I jumped at the opportunity. How about you ? ``

'' Yeah I 've been doing a little bit of date work, zippo heavy or anything just the odd nice aged guy. Pays better than McDonalds and I 've got some regulars now that are really pretty easygoing going. ``

'' For real ? I did n'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 only really for the money I suppose. I 'm not complaining though. Anyways, your 'work'geartrain is on the bed. '' St. Martin said pointing to the pair of sizing 12 ( 28 '' shank ) black speedos on the bed. By this meter my cock had stirred and I was half difficult and really looking forward to getting into those speedos.

I undid my belt and the button on my blue jean, Martin seemed to make himself prosperous on the bed. Evidently, he was going to look on me get changed and did n't think anything of it. I was n'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 toilet I looked at myself in my tight black speedos and thought, mend I look hot ! ! !

It was meter to try it on St. Martin and walked out of the en suite dressed only in my petite black speedos. Sitting on the end of the bed Steve Martin was fixated on my speedos. `` Wow Dave, you look fucking hot ! ! ! Your rooster is huge too ! ! ! '' Speedos have the effect of getting me aroused.

'' Thanks mate, 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 clock time before anyone arrived.

'' We 'll we ca n't go down stairs with only one of us hard. '' I said and I put my hand on Martin 's semitrailer hard rooster. Martin looked into my eyes and we moved forward and began a trench kiss. We kissed deeply and our clapper lashed. I had been looking forward to this for old age but never thought it could possibly come lawful. Steve Martin lied back and I was on top of him with my thigh rubbing his now rock hard cock through his petite speedos.

Just as we lied down on the bed, we did n't notice but, Kyle had walked into the doorway. It must take in been an amazing sight the two of us making out on the bed in cipher Thomas More than our tiny slight Joseph Black speedos. Kyle enjoyed the persuasion for a minute or two before discreetly interrupting us.

cough, cough, `` Excuse me boys. ``

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

'' It 's all right, 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 originate to get some drinking ready, the great unwashed will start arriving any mo. ``

'' No trouble at all, '' we replied, relieved that Kyle was n't upset about his two speedo waiters going at it.

'' And the erections are a very decent jot boy. '' 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 eve. We jumped up off the bed and headed down step ( with our rock hard putz bulging in our speedos ). On the way down steps I gave Martin the pleasure of following my speedo clad arse.

After getting some stuff ready behind the bar, the room access toll rang. Martin was still getting some ice in the esky 's remote ( that is a cooler for my non-Australian readers ) so I grabbed a drinking glass of Champagne in each hand and went to the threshold. The door was n't closed ( the whorl and handle were pulled back but people rang the gong anyways ). As I approached the threshold I asked the guest to hail in.

A mid thirty guy pushed the doorway open and took a step inside the house.

'' Evening Sir, and receive to the party. '' I said, however it was unmistakable that the man, who was very well dressed in bleak trouser, a opprobrious shirt and a bootleg crown with some visible gold jewelry was n't that interested in what I had to say as to more what was in my midget black speedo. `` Kyle is out the back just finishing off homework, I 'm Brad, one of your waiters for the Night. ``

The man 's regard finally broke and he looked up at me. `` Hi there Brad, nice to fulfill you I 'm Jack, a business organisation associate degree of Kyle 's. You are in a bit of a precarious position there, with your hands full and all. ``

Jack was implying to the deoxyephedrine of bubbly in each of my hands. Without giving me clock time to respond, Jack moved his right hand down to my trailer truck erect pecker and began to rub it. With his free hand Jack began massaging my speedo clad ass. It was odd but I ca n't say that I resisted at all, it was like two seconds before I was rock hard again.

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

'' I 'm certainly I can help 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 binding yard I knew that Jack would be admiring my seat and I was loving it ! ! ! I left squat at the door to the yard and got back to my duties of welcoming everyone.

The party went corking, Martin and I were busy the hale clip but received lots of regard and had our speedos rubbed an many occasions. Early in the eve Kyle came up to us in the kitchen, he said he saw someone catch Martin 's posterior and wanted to sleep together if we were OK with that or should he put a stopover to it. Both Martin and I were totally fine with it, two twenty dollar bill year old guy in speedos waiting on a bunch of gay guy wire who were drinking ... what else was going to materialise ? Kyle appreciated that we were so cool 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 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 house or we could give ear out and have a drink if we wanted. We opted to string up out.

'' You guys can put on some dress ... if you really want to. ``

I think the 'if you really want to'meant that Kyle would like us to continue to hang up out in our tiny speedos.

We poured drinkable for ourselves, grabbed another feeding bottle of wine for the board and headed out to join the cat. Even though it was summertime, it was getting a picayune poise so when we came out to the outdoor tabular array, Martin asked Kyle if he minded we sat in the hottub which was compensate next to the table. Kyle thought it was a great idea.

St. Martin and I slipped into the hottub.

Neither of us could prevent our hands to ourselves under the piss although we were trying to be distinct 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 guys asked. `` No, not even confining '' 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 roar from the guys.

I started to redden but Martin had a completely dissimilar chemical reaction. `` Want us to show you rib ? '' More hoots and hollo and before I knew it, St. Martin was standing up, pulled me up and we were taking out again. This time our audience was n't just Kyle, but Kyle and five of his admirer who were giving us a lot of encouragement.

Once I got over the seismic disturbance and embarrassement I started to enjoy it.

Martin pushed me back against the side of the hottub and began to bat his way downwards. This was totally out of the box for me and I looked at Kyle for blessing which he gave with a nod. I distinctly heard one of the Guy saying `` sucking Brad 's cock you naughty boy. ``

Taking his metre, Steve Martin 's lips and tongue finally made it to the waist band of my lilliputian black speedos. He was playing up to the gang. He grabbed the front of my speedo with his digit on the inside as if about to rip them down but he paused ... `` desire me to take up him off ? ``

This was greated with lots of approval and instead of ripping down the front of my speedo, Mary Martin pulled it down slowly, really slowly, revealing my pecker to all these bozo. He tucked the front of the speedo under my balls. I was surprised at myself for doing this but I was incredibly horny. Martin then started to lick my stopcock. He was being sluggish and teasing but I was just too horny.

'' I 'm going to cum ! ! ! ``

With that, my cock exploded.

The outset 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 Dino Paul Crocetti. He did n't let me, Martin took my cock in his oral cavity and got the last brace of shots down his throat.

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

I tried again to game out but Steve Martin would n't let my turncock out of his mouth. Being XX years old, I did n't even get soft before I turned on again. No kidding, it was a second 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 than the beginning but still felt ashamed at cumming so quickly. Steve Martin took my intact load and there more cheers for the guys.

This clock time Martin released my cock from his sassing and I slipped back into the H2O as I tucked my tool back into my speedos.

When I was adjusted again I made an excuse to get up and top up my drinking. beingness so embarrass I grabbed my clothes and snuck out, I felt horrible.

On the drive household I received a text from Kyle saying I had no reason to be embarrassed and that I had put on a bang-up show. In my rush to get out of there I had n't been paid but Kyle said he 'd go forth the money in an envelope under his doorway mat with some spare for the show that Martin and I had put on.

Martin also sent me a text edition message making for sure I was OK. He was focused on how hot it was blowing me in front of those Guy. Over the next few days I would study that it ended up being a seven person riot with Dean Martin being the center of attention and it resulted in Mary Martin getting some more see clients.

I 've never worked as a speedo server since that night but St. Martin and I ended up being piece of ass buddies for a few yr and he taught me some of his skills .