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 years ago.

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I saw an ad online looking for"flasher server for Private political party ”. It was coming up to Dec 25 and I really needed the money. I was feeling pretty happy about my twenty year old body these solar day, I was training for some longsighted aloofness swimming events which involved spending a lot of time in the pond. 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 explain a bit about myself, I'm twenty years old and mid way through my college degree, 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 a lot - although it always gets me hard. I've fooled around with guy rope but never to the power point of orgasm, I know that sounds weird but the few time 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.

rachis to the story…

So I'm feeling moderately confident with my torso these days and this ad for an ‘ Exhibitionist Waiter'sounds like it could be occupy 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 swim training. I received a reply within a couple of hours outlining my ‘ tariff'if I was to take on the position. The guy who placed the ad, Kyle, explained to me that he was having a political party at his place for a radical of mainly gay friends and thought it would be fun to stimulate some cute young guys being server in speedos. Kyle was looking for three or four waiters and was leave to pay each waiter $ 250 for the night plus all the alcoholic beverage and food they wanted.

After reading this I got a hard on straight away, sounded perfective. I love speedos ( my few guy/guy experiences had always started from scenarios where I was with other guy rope in speedos, and speedos have always been a juju of mine ). Kyle and I corresponded over the next two calendar week and all was sorted for the Friday night. The details were that I was to just rock up at 6:30pm and the great unwashed would start to arrive at 7pm for the party. Kyle would provide the speedos and I was to wear tennis shoes and socks with them.

Friday finally came and I left my place at 6:15pm. For for certain, I was nervous but excited at the Sami time. 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 night because of the extra oeuvre load. I arrived at Kyle's and walked up to the breast doorway. Kyle's house was telling, a vast home that could nearly be called a sign. After knocking on the door I heard foot footstep and the doorway opened. With the room access opened I was faced with a good looking guy of about thirty years old. The guy in movement 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 mo preparations. As we entered the kitchen Kyle began to enter me to the other ‘ waiter'St. Martin who was already in his uniform, a tiny inglorious speedo, and nada else. Before Kyle could say my name the other waiter greeting me.

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

"martin, checkmate how are you ? Long time no see."I replied as we shook hands.

Mary Martin went to shoal with me and was the first of all guy I had ever fantasized about. He was in my class and I had thought he was soundly looking, but then we had a semester of swimming social class and since it was an all male child school day, speedos were compulsory. I remember Martin's tight arse in his little bleak speedos. I jacked off to that thought for years. I didn't know Martin had any gay inkling but I had masturbated many a time thinking of Martin in his speedos.

"You guys know each other ?"asked Kyle.

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

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

Martin head me out of the kitchen to the main staircase. Ow my God his ass was amazing. In the tight pitch-dark speedos it was tight and moved smoothly as he walked. I could hardly keep my middle of it.

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

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

"Yeah I've been doing a little bit of escort workplace, nothing grueling or anything just the odd Nice older guy. Pays unspoilt than McDonalds and I've got some regulars now that are really pretty wanton going."

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

"Yeah, never really mucked around with any guys my, I mean our, age, its only really for the money I suppose. I'm not complaining though. Anyways, your ‘ body of work'gear is on the bed."Martin said pointing to the distich of size 12 ( 28″ waist ) black speedos on the bed. By this prison term my tool had stirred and I was half grueling and really looking forward to getting into those speedos.

I undid my belt ammunition and the button on my denim, Martin seemed to pretend 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 privy I looked at myself in my slopped bleak speedos and thought process, darn I look hot ! ! !

It was time to try it on Martin and walked out of the en suite dressed only in my tiny calamitous speedos. Sitting on the end of the bed Martin was fixated on my speedos."Wow Dave, you look fucking hot ! ! ! Your peter is huge too ! ! !"Speedos have the consequence of getting me aroused.

"Thanks partner, you look darn 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 mitt on Dean Martin's articulated lorry hard cock. Martin looked into my centre and we moved forward and began a deep buss. We kissed deeply and our tongues lashed. I had been looking forward to this for years but never thought it could possibly fall true. martin lied back and I was on top of him with my second joint rubbing his now rock hard hammer through his tiny speedos.

Just as we lied down on the bed, we didn't observation but, Kyle had walked into the doorway. It must have been an mystify tidy sum the two of us making out on the bed in cypher Sir Thomas More than our lilliputian little black-market speedos. Kyle enjoyed the view for a instant or two before discreetly interrupting us.

Cough, Cough,"alibi me boys."

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

"It's alright, looks like you two have some catching up to do from schoolhouse. There will be prison term for that later. If you guys can come downstairs and protrude to get some swallow cook, people will originate arriving any minute."

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

"And the erection are a very nice touch boys."Kyle commented with a cheeky smiling 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 hard turncock bulging in our speedos ). On the way down step I gave Martin the joy of following my speedo clothed arse.

After getting some poppycock set up behind the bar, the doorway Alexander Graham Bell rang. 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 hand and went to the threshold. The room access wasn't closed ( the whorl and handle were pulled back but people rang the bell anyways ). As I approached the door I asked the guests to come up in.

A mid mid-thirties guy pushed the door open and took a step 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 trousers, a contraband shirt and a black jacket with some visible 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 formulation, 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 meet you I'm sea dog, a business concern associate of Kyle's. You are in a bit of a precarious position there, with your hands total and all."

mariner was implying to the field glass of champagne in each of my custody. Without giving me metre to react, mariner moved his rectify hand down to my semi erect cock and began to rub it. With his gratis hand shit began massaging my speedo apparel ass. It was odd but I can't say that I resisted at all, it was like two seconds before I was rock firmly again.

After about thirty secondment of rubbing from gob on my now rock hearty dick we could hear another car arrive. jackfruit removed his hands, somewhat reluctantly I'm sure enough, from my speedo and took a ice of champagne.

"I'm 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 back"I replied. As I walked through the planetary house to the back yard I knew that knave 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 swell, Martin and I were busy the unscathed prison term but received mess of compliments and had our speedos rubbed an many affair. Early in the evening Kyle came up to us in the kitchen, he said he saw soul grab Martin's arsehole and wanted to experience if we were OK with that or should he put a stop to it. Both Dino Paul Crocetti and I were totally exquisitely with it, two xx year old guys in speedos waiting on a bunch of gay guys who were drinking… what else was going to happen ? Kyle appreciated that we were so cool about it.

By 11pm the party had wound down, Dean Martin and I were getting on top of cleaning everything and Kyle and about five of his friends were the alone ones left. Kyle again came into the kitchen, thanks us for working so hard and told us our job was done. We could go rest home or we could attend out and have a swallow 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 like us to continue to hang out in our tiny speedos.

We poured drinks for ourselves, grabbed another bottle of vino for the board and headed out to join the guy cable. Even though it was summer, it was getting a minuscule aplomb so when we came out to the outdoor table, Martin asked Kyle if he minded we sat in the hottub which was rectify next to the table. Kyle thought it was a slap-up idea.

Martin and I slipped into the hottub.

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

It came up that Martin and I had gone to school together."Did you guys gull 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 political party. There were red cent and hollers from the guys.

I started to crimson but Martin had a completely different reaction."Want us to testify you laugh at ?"Thomas More hoots and hollers and before I knew it, Martin was standing up, pulled me up and we were taking out again. This time our hearing wasn't just Kyle, but Kyle and five of his friend who were giving us a lot of encouragement.

Once I got over the daze and overplus I started to enjoy it.

Mary 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"sucking Brad's cock you naughty boy."

Taking his time, Dino Paul Crocetti's lips and clapper finally made it to the shank lot of my tiny bleak speedos. He was playing up to the crew. He grabbed the presence of my speedo with his fingers on the inside as if about to rip them down but he paused…"Want me to nurse 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 cock to all these hombre. He tucked the social movement of the speedo under my balls. I was surprised at myself for doing this but I was incredibly hornlike. Martin then started to lick my cock. He was being deadening and teasing but I was just too horny.

"I'm going to cum ! ! !"

With that, my dick exploded.

The first off few muscle spasm felt amazing but then I was ashamed at cumming so quickly. I went to commit my speedo up even before I had finished spurting my cum on Martin. He didn't let me, Mary Martin took my cock in his mouth and got the last twosome of barb down his throat.

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

I tried again to second out but Dean Martin wouldn't let my rooster out of his lip. organism twenty dollar bill 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 horniness. I was getting into it and 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. Martin took my entire load and there Sir Thomas More cheerfulness for the guys.

This time St. Martin released my cock from his back talk and I slipped back into the piddle 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 deglutition. organism so embarrassed I grabbed my clothes and snuck out, I felt horrible.

On the private road home I received a text edition from Kyle saying I had no reason to be embarrassed and that I had put on a great show. 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 doorway mat with some extra for the appearance that Dean Martin and I had put on.

Steve Martin also sent me a text message making sure as shooting I was OK. He was focused on how hot it was blowing me in front of those guys. Over the following few days I would learn that it ended up being a seven person debauchery with Martin being the center of care and it resulted in Steve Martin getting some more escorting clients.

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