I dug this out of the archives on my blog because 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 year ago.

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I saw an ad online looking for"Exhibitionist waiter for buck private Party ”. It was coming up to Dec 25 and I really needed the money. I was feeling pretty happy about my twenty twelvemonth old body these 24-hour interval, 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 category.

Let me quickly explain a bit about myself, I'm twenty twelvemonth old and mid way through my college degree, I'm 6″1′, sorry hair with some blonde through it and reasonably tanned. I've had a niggling bit of guy/guy experience but not a lot - although it always gets me severe. I've fooled around with Guy 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 matter off and jerked off thinking about it for months and month afterwards. So I've very inexperienced.

Back to the story…

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

I replied to the ad with some of my favored selfie moving picture of me in my speedos which were all taken by mates just goofing off after swim preparation. I received a reply within a twosome of hours outlining my ‘ responsibility'if I was to swallow the position. The guy who placed the ad, Kyle, explained to me that he was having a party at his office for a group of mainly gay supporter and thought it would be fun to let some cute Thomas Young guys being waiters in speedos. Kyle was looking for three or four server and was uncoerced to pay each server $ 250 for the night plus all the alcohol and food they wanted.

After reading this I got a hard on straightaway away, sounded perfect. I love speedos ( my few guy/guy experiences had always started from scenarios where I was with other Guy in speedos, and speedos have always been a fetish of mine ). Kyle and I corresponded over the side by side two weeks and all was sorted for the Friday dark. The details were that I was to just rock up at 6:30pm and people would protrude to come at 7pm for the political party. Kyle would ply the speedos and I was to don tennis shoe and socks with them.

Fri finally came and I left my place at 6:15pm. For sure as shooting, I was spooky but excited at the same clock 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 additional work freight. I arrived at Kyle's and walked up to the front door. Kyle's home was telling, a vast house that could nearly be called a manse. After knocking on the door I heard human foot stair and the door opened. With the room access opened I was faced with a good looking guy of about 30 years 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 last bit prep. As we entered the kitchen Kyle began to introduce me to the former ‘ server'St. Martin who was already in his uniform, a tiny pitch blackness speedo, and nothing else. Before Kyle could say my epithet the other waiter greeting me.

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

"Dino Paul Crocetti, mate how are you ? farsighted clip no see."I replied as we shook hands.

Dean Martin went to schooling with me and was the first guy I had ever fantasized about. He was in my class and I had thought he was upright looking, but then we had a semester of swim course of study and since it was an all male child school day, speedos were mandatory. I remember Martin's tight hind end in his little black speedos. I jacked off to that thought for geezerhood. I didn't know Steve Martin had any gay inklings but I had masturbated many a time thinking of St. Martin in his speedos.

"You guys know each former ?"asked Kyle.

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

"I'll let you strike Brad upstairs and get him into his uniform. I've got some stuff to finish down here so rent your time. Don't forget, when the guests arrive you are to greet them at the doorway and chair them out the back."

Martin lead me out of the kitchen to the main stairway. Ow my God his ass was amazing. In the blotto black speedos it was tight and moved smoothly as he walked. I could hardly maintain my heart of it.

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

"No Paraguay tea, my world-class time. But I have to admit a flabby stain for speedos so I jumped at the probability. How about you ?"

"Yeah I've been doing a little bit of bodyguard work, naught heavy or anything just the odd nice older guy. Pays in effect than McDonalds and I've got some habitue now that are really pretty easy going."

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

"Yeah, never really mucked around with any guy rope my, I mean our, age, its only really for the money I suppose. I'm not complaining though. Anyways, your ‘ work'paraphernalia is on the bed."Martin said pointing to the pair of sizing 12 ( 28″ waist ) contraband speedos on the bed. By this clip my cock had stirred and I was half toilsome and really looking forward to getting into those speedos.

I undid my belt and the button on my blue jean, Dino Paul Crocetti seemed to make himself comfortable on the bed. Evidently, he was going to observe 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 wet mordant speedos and thought, mend I look hot ! ! !

It was sentence to try it on Martin and walked out of the en entourage dressed only in my bantam black speedos. Sitting on the end of the bed Martin was fixated on my speedos."Wow Dave, you look fucking hot ! ! ! Your cock is vast too ! ! !"Speedos have the issue of getting me aroused.

"Thanks mate, you look tinker's 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 time before anyone arrived.

"We'll we can't go down stairs with solitary one of us hard."I said and I put my hand on Martin's trucking rig hard cock. Martin looked into my center and we moved forward and began a recondite candy kiss. We kissed deeply and our spit lashed. I had been looking forward to this for geezerhood but never thought it could possibly come true. Martin lied back and I was on top of him with my thigh rubbing his now rock firmly cock 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 amazing sight the two of us making out on the bed in nothing more than our lilliputian piffling black speedos. Kyle enjoyed the sentiment for a minute or two before discreetly interrupting us.

Cough, Cough,"alibi me boys."

We jumped to attention, 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 prison term for that later. If you guys can come downstairs and pop out to get some drinks quick, people will start arriving any minute."

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

"And the hard-on are a very skillful cutaneous senses boys."Kyle commented with a cheeky smiling as he headed down stairs.

Dino Paul Crocetti and I smiled and decided that we would end up what we started later in the evening. We jumped up off the bed and headed down stairs ( with our careen voiceless dick bulging in our speedos ). On the way down stairs I gave Dean Martin the joy of following my speedo dress arse.

After getting some poppycock make behind the bar, the doorway bell rang. Martin was still getting some ice in the esky's outside ( that is a cooler for my non-Australian lecturer ) so I grabbed a glass of champagne in each deal and went to the door. The room access wasn't closed ( the lock chamber and plow were pulled back but the great unwashed rang the bell anyways ). As I approached the threshold I asked the guests to get in.

A mid 30 guy pushed the threshold out-of-doors and took a step inside the house.

"eve Sir, and welcome to the party."I said, however it was ostensible that the man, who was very well dressed in inglorious pant, a black shirt and a disgraceful jacket with some visible gold jewelry wasn't that interested in what I had to say as to Sir Thomas More what was in my tiny lightlessness speedo."Kyle is out the back just finishing off preparedness, I'm Brad, one of your waiter for the night."

The man's regard finally broke and he looked up at me."Hi there Brad, nice to gather you I'm Jack, a clientele associate of Kyle's. You are in a bit of a precarious place there, with your hands good and all."

Jack was implying to the glass of champagne in each of my manpower. Without giving me time to respond, Jack moved his proper manus down to my semi erect cock and began to rub it. With his dislodge hand Jack began massaging my speedo garment ass. It was odd but I can't say that I resisted at all, it was like two moment before I was rock hard again.

After about xxx sec of rubbing from Jack on my now rock solid state cock we could hear another car arrive. jack removed his hands, somewhat reluctantly I'm sure, from my speedo and took a glassful of champagne.

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

"I'll lead you out the backbone"I replied. As I walked through the house to the hind pace I knew that squat would be admiring my arse and I was loving it ! ! ! I left shit at the threshold to the yard and got back to my responsibility of welcoming everyone.

The party went majuscule, Dino Paul Crocetti and I were busy the unanimous time but received lots of compliment 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 butt and wanted to know if we were OK with that or should he put a halt to it. Both Martin and I were totally fine with it, two twenty yr old guys in speedos waiting on a crowd of gay guys who were drinking… what else was going to befall ? Kyle appreciated that we were so assuredness 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 ally were the only ones left. Kyle again came into the kitchen, thanks us for working so hard and told us our job was done. We could go dwelling house or we could hang out and deliver a drink 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 like us to uphold to advert out in our tiny speedos.

We poured crapulence for ourselves, grabbed another bottle of wine-coloured for the board 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 table, Martin asked Kyle if he minded we sat in the hottub which was right side by side to the tabular array. Kyle thought it was a great idea.

Martin and I slipped into the hottub.

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

It came up that Martin and I had gone to shoal together."Did you guys fool around at school ?"one of the guys 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 party. There were tinker's damn and hollers from the guys.

I started to blush but St. Martin had a completely different reaction."Want us to point you guys ?"More 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 cushion and embarrassment I started to delight 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 favorable reception which he gave with a nod. I distinctly heard one of the guys saying"sucking Brad's tool you naughty boy."

Taking his prison term, Mary Martin's brim and clapper finally made it to the shank band of my bantam lightlessness speedos. He was playing up to the gang. He grabbed the movement of my speedo with his fingers on the inside as if about to rip them down but he paused…"privation me to suck him off ?"

This was greeted with lots of blessing and instead of ripping down the straw man of my speedo, Martin pulled it down slowly, really slowly, revealing my cock to all these guy. He tucked the social movement of the speedo under my glob. I was surprised at myself for doing this but I was incredibly horny. Martin then started to figure out my cock. He was being dim and teasing but I was just too horny.

"I'm going to cum ! ! !"

With that, my peter exploded.

The first few cramp felt amazing but then I was ashamed at cumming so quickly. I went to pull up my speedo up even before I had finished spurting my cum on Martin. He didn't let me, Mary Martin took my prick in his mouth and got the last couple 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 back out but Martin wouldn't let my cock out of his sassing. Being twenty year old, I didn't even get balmy 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 St. 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. Steve Martin took my entire load and there More cheers for the guys.

This clip 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 crapulence. being so embarrassed I grabbed my dress and snuck out, I felt horrible.

On the drive rest home I received a textbook from Kyle saying I had no reason to be embarrassed and that I had put on a great display. 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 show that Dino Paul Crocetti and I had put on.

Martin also sent me a text substance making sure I was OK. He was focused on how hot it was blowing me in front of those guys. Over the future few days I would learn that it ended up being a seven mortal saturnalia 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 night but Martin and I ended up being bang sidekick for a few old age and he taught me some of his skills .