I dug this out of the archive on my web log because final stage week I hooked up with a guy who was doing some naughty affair in his speedos for money and it reminded me of this experience I had a few age ago.

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I saw an ad online looking for"exhibitionist server for Private Party ”. It was coming up to Christmas and I really needed the money. I was feeling pretty well-chosen about my twenty year old body these years, I was training for some long distance swim 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 kilogram which put me in the lose weight category.

Let me quickly explicate a bit about myself, I'm twenty years old and mid way through my college level, I'm 6″1′, dark hair with some blonde through it and reasonably tanned. I've had a little bit of guy/guy experience but not practically - although it always gets me severely. I've fooled around with guy but never to the spot of climax, I know that sounds weird but the few clock time I've fooled around I've gotten close then cut thing off and jerked off thinking about it for months and months afterwards. So I've very inexperienced.

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So I'm tactile sensation fairly confident with my dead body these days and this ad for an ‘ show-off Waiter'sounds like it could be matter to and I won't whang back the money.

I replied to the ad with some of my preferent selfie moving picture of me in my speedos which were all taken by mates just goofing off after swim training. I received a reply within a couple of hr outlining my ‘ responsibility'if I was to live with the position. The guy who placed the ad, Kyle, explained to me that he was having a company at his place for a group of mainly gay friends and thought it would be fun to receive some cute untested guys being waiter in speedos. Kyle was looking for three or four waiters and was willing to pay each waiter $ 250 for the dark plus all the alcohol and 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 other guys in speedos, and speedos have always been a hoodoo of mine ). Kyle and I corresponded over the future two hebdomad and all was sorted for the Friday night. The contingent were that I was to just rock up at 6:30pm and people would protrude to make it at 7pm for the party. Kyle would provide the speedos and I was to wear tennis place and socks with them.

Friday finally came and I left my place at 6:15pm. For surely, I was unquiet 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 Nox because of the supernumerary work incumbrance. I arrived at Kyle's and walked up to the breast door. Kyle's house was impressive, a huge household that could nearly be called a star sign. After knocking on the threshold I heard foot steps and the door opened. With the door opened I was faced with a sound looking guy of about thirty 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 end bit preparations. As we entered the kitchen Kyle began to inaugurate me to the other ‘ waiter'Dino Paul Crocetti who was already in his uniform, a bantam Negroid speedo, and goose egg else. Before Kyle could say my name the other waiter greeting me.

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

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

Dino Paul Crocetti went to school with me and was the outset 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 classes and since it was an all son school, speedos were mandatory. I remember Mary Martin's squiffy arse in his little black speedos. I jacked off to that thought for long time. I didn't know Dean Martin had any gay inklings but I had masturbated many a prison term thinking of Martin in his speedos.

"You guys know each other ?"asked Kyle.

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

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

martin lead me out of the kitchen to the main stairway. Ow my God his ass was amazing. In the tight melanise speedos it was fast and moved smoothly as he walked. I could hardly keep my eyes of it.

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

"No mate, my first metre. But I have to admit a soft spot for speedos so I jumped at the chance. How about you ?"

"Yeah I've been doing a fiddling bit of date work, zero threatening or anything just the odd nice older guy. Pays sound than McDonalds and I've got some regulars now that are really pretty comfortable going."

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

"Yeah, never really mucked around with any guys my, I mean our, age, its only when really for the money I suppose. I'm not complaining though. Anyways, your ‘ employment'cogwheel is on the bed."Martin said pointing to the pair of size 12 ( 28″ waistline ) black speedos on the bed. By this clip my stopcock had stirred and I was half hard and really looking forward to getting into those speedos.

I undid my belt and the clit on my dungaree, Martin seemed to make himself comfy 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 bathroom I looked at myself in my fast black speedos and thought, darn I look hot ! ! !

It was prison term to try it on Martin and walked out of the en rooms dressed only in my tiny black speedos. Sitting on the end of the bed St. Martin was fixated on my speedos."Wow Dave, you look fucking hot ! ! ! Your stopcock is huge too ! ! !"Speedos have the effect of getting me aroused.

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

"We'll we can't go down stairs with merely one of us hard."I said and I put my hand on Steve Martin's semi heavily cock. Martin looked into my eyes and we moved forward and began a deeply osculation. We kissed deeply and our tongues lashed. I had been looking forward to this for age but never thought it could possibly arrive true. Martin lied back and I was on top of him with my second joint rubbing his now rock hard cock through his tiny speedos.

Just as we lied down on the bed, we didn't card 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 zippo more than our lilliputian fiddling black speedos. Kyle enjoyed the view for a instant or two before discreetly interrupting us.

Cough, coughing,"Excuse me boys."

We jumped to attention, totally surprised at Kyle's sudden appearance in the doorway. 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 get downstairs and start to get some drinks quick, people will start arriving any minute."

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

"And the erections are a very nice touch boys."Kyle commented with a cheeky smile as he headed down stairs.

Steve Martin and I smiled and decided that we would complete what we started later in the evening. We jumped up off the bed and headed down stairs ( with our sway hard cocks bulging in our speedos ). On the way down stairs I gave Martin the joy of following my speedo drape arse.

After getting some material ready behind the bar, the door ship's bell rang. St. Martin was still getting some ice in the esky's outside ( that is a cooler for my non-Australian readers ) so I grabbed a glass of champagne in each mitt and went to the door. The door wasn't closed ( the lock and handle were pulled back but multitude rang the bell anyways ). As I approached the door I asked the client to fall in.

A mid thirties guy pushed the door open and took a pace inside the house.

"Evening Sir, and receive to the party."I said, however it was apparent that the man, who was very well dressed in black pant, a fatal shirt and a black crownwork with some visible gilt jewelry wasn't that interest in what I had to say as to more than what was in my petite black speedo."Kyle is out the back just finishing off readying, 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 match you I'm jack, a concern comrade of Kyle's. You are in a bit of a precarious perspective there, with your manus full and all."

Jack was implying to the glass of champagne in each of my hands. Without giving me time to respond, Jack moved his right field hand down to my semifinal erect cock and began to rub it. With his free mitt shit began massaging my speedo drape ass. It was odd but I can't say that I resisted at all, it was like two seconds before I was rock hard again.

After about XXX seconds of rubbing from Jack on my now rock strong turncock we could pick up another car arrive. Jack removed his hands, somewhat reluctantly I'm sure, from my speedo and took a glass of champagne.

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

"I'll lead you out the gage"I replied. As I walked through the house to the back 1000 I knew that diddly-shit would be admiring my arse and I was loving it ! ! ! I left Jack at the door to the yard and got back to my duties of welcoming everyone.

The party went great, Martin and I were busy the whole meter but received mint 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 someone grab Martin's arse and wanted to make out if we were OK with that or should he put a stop to it. Both Martin and I were totally o.k. with it, two twenty dollar bill year old guys in speedos waiting on a bunch of gay guy cable who were drinking… what else was going to happen ? Kyle appreciated that we were so coolheaded 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 protagonist were the only ones left. Kyle again came into the kitchen, thanks us for working so firmly and told us our job was done. We could go home or we could hang out and have a potable if we wanted. We opted to string up 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 continue to hang out in our tiny speedos.

We poured drinks for ourselves, grabbed another bottle of wine for the table and headed out to join the guys. Even though it was summer, it was getting a piffling 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 field next to the board. Kyle thought it was a great idea.

Steve Martin and I slipped into the hottub.

Neither of us could hold on our hands to ourselves under the H2O although we were trying to be discrete since there were six men sitting within three m of us.

It came up that Martin and I had gone to schooltime together."Did you guys fool around at school ?"one of the guys asked."No, not even close-fitting"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 Martin had a completely unlike response."Want us to prove you roast ?"More hoots and holloa and before I knew it, Martin 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 booster who were giving us a lot of encouragement.

Once I got over the blow and embarrassment I started to enjoy it.

Martin pushed me back against the incline 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 favorable reception which he gave with a nod. I distinctly heard one of the guys saying"Suck Brad's stopcock you naughty boy."

Taking his time, Martin's lips and lingua finally made it to the waist dance orchestra of my diminutive black speedos. He was playing up to the crew. He grabbed the presence of my speedo with his fingers on the interior as if about to rip them down but he paused…"lack me to wet-nurse him off ?"

This was greeted with oodles of approval and instead of ripping down the front man of my speedo, Martin pulled it down slowly, really slowly, revealing my cock to all these guys. He tucked the battlefront of the speedo under my balls. I was surprised at myself for doing this but I was incredibly aroused. Martin then started to thrash my cock. He was being slack and teasing but I was just too horny.

"I'm going to cum ! ! !"

With that, my stopcock exploded.

The first few muscle spasm felt amazing but then I was ashamed at cumming so quickly. I went to pull in my speedo up even before I had finished spurting my cum on Steve Martin. He didn't let me, Martin took my turncock in his sassing and got the last-place 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 Steve Martin wouldn't let my cock out of his backtalk. Being twenty years old, I didn't even get delicate before I turned on again. No kidding, it was a minute of arc later and the shame was replaced with hot pants. I was getting into it and Martin was demonstrating some mad blowjob skills.

Then, I was cumming again. I enjoyed this orgasm a little to a greater extent than the 1st but still felt ashamed at cumming so quickly. Martin took my total onus and there more cheers for the guys.

This sentence 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. beingness so embarrassed I grabbed my clothes and snuck out, I felt horrible.

On the drive home I received a text 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 envelope under his door mat with some extra for the show that St. Martin and I had put on.

Dean Martin also sent me a text substance making certainly I was OK. He was focused on how hot it was blowing me in front line of those guys. Over the following few mean solar day I would larn that it ended up being a seven person orgy with Steve Martin being the center of aid and it resulted in 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 crony for a few years and he taught me some of his acquirement .