I dug this out of the archives on my blog because finis calendar 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 geezerhood ago.

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I saw an ad online looking for"show-off Waiter for Private company ”. It was coming up to Christmas and I really needed the money. I was feeling pretty glad about my twenty twelvemonth old body these days, I was training for some foresightful distance swimming events which involved spending a lot of time in the pocket billiards. With all that training I was starting to tan up nicely and I had lost about ten kilograms 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′, shadow hair with some blonde through it and reasonably tanned. I've had a lilliputian bit of guy/guy experience but not much - although it always gets me punishing. I've fooled around with bozo but never to the point of coming, I know that sounds Wyrd but the few clip I've fooled around I've gotten close then cut things off and jerked off thinking about it for calendar month and calendar month afterwards. So I've very inexperienced.

backrest to the story…

So I'm tactile sensation passably confident with my eubstance these days and this ad for an ‘ flasher waiter'sounds like it could be interesting and I won't knock back the money.

I replied to the ad with some of my deary selfie pics of me in my speedos which were all taken by mates just goofing off after drown breeding. I received a reply within a pair of time of day outlining my ‘ duties'if I was to accept the lieu. The guy who placed the ad, Kyle, explained to me that he was having a political party at his place for a group of mainly gay friends and thought it would be fun to sustain some cute young guy wire being server in speedos. Kyle was looking for three or four waiters and was bequeath to pay each waiter $ 250 for the night plus all the inebriant and solid food they wanted.

After reading this I got a hard on heterosexual away, sounded perfective tense. 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 next two hebdomad and all was sorted for the Friday dark. 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 provide the speedos and I was to wear tennis skid and socks with them.

Friday finally came and I left my berth at 6:15pm. For indisputable, I was nervous but excited at the same clock 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 spear carrier piece of work freight. I arrived at Kyle's and walked up to the front door. Kyle's business firm was impressive, a vast sign that could nearly be called a planetary house. After knocking on the door I heard substructure whole step and the door opened. With the room access opened I was faced with a soundly looking guy of about XXX 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 arcminute readying. As we entered the kitchen Kyle began to introduce me to the other ‘ waiter'Dino Paul Crocetti who was already in his uniform, a tiny Black speedo, and nothing else. Before Kyle could say my figure the former waiter greeting me.

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

"St. Martin, match how are you ? retentive clock time no see."I replied as we shook hands.

Martin went to school with me and was the first guy I had ever fantasized about. He was in my grade and I had thought he was skillful looking, but then we had a semester of swim year and since it was an all boys school, speedos were mandatory. I remember Martin's tight arse in his picayune ignominious speedos. I jacked off to that thought for years. I didn't know St. Martin had any gay inklings but I had masturbated many a clock time thinking of St. Martin in his speedos.

"You guys recognise each other ?"asked Kyle.

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

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

Mary Martin lead me out of the kitchen to the independent staircase. Ow my God his ass was amazing. In the tight blackamoor speedos it was tight 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 Paraguay tea, my first time. But I have to acknowledge a soft billet for speedos so I jumped at the luck. How about you ?"

"Yeah I've been doing a little bit of escort work, nothing heavy or anything just the odd overnice sr. guy. Pays better than McDonalds and I've got some regulars now that are really passably slowly going."

"For existent ? I didn't even think you were gay ?"I replied with a proficient touch of daze in my voice.

"Yeah, never really mucked around with any guys my, I mean our, age, its lonesome really for the money I suppose. I'm not complaining though. Anyways, your ‘ work'gear is on the bed."martin said pointing to the pair of sizing 12 ( 28″ waist ) fateful speedos on the bed. By this time my cock had stirred and I was half hard and really looking forward to getting into those speedos.

I undid my belt and the release on my jeans, Steve Martin seemed to gain himself well-to-do 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 tight black speedos and persuasion, shit I look hot ! ! !

It was clip to try it on Mary Martin and walked out of the en suite dressed only in my diminutive lightlessness speedos. Sitting on the end of the bed St. Martin was fixated on my speedos."Wow Dave, you look fucking hot ! ! ! Your putz is huge too ! ! !"Speedos have the issue of getting me aroused.

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

"We'll we can't go down stairs with only one of us hard."I said and I put my hired hand on Dino Paul Crocetti's semi intemperately cock. Martin looked into my optic and we moved forward and began a deep kiss. We kissed deeply and our clapper lashed. I had been looking forward to this for days but never thought it could possibly fare confessedly. Steve Martin lied back and I was on top of him with my thigh rubbing his now rock unvoiced putz through his midget speedos.

Just as we lied down on the bed, we didn't notice but, Kyle had walked into the doorway. It must have been an flummox ken the two of us making out on the bed in nothing more than our flyspeck trivial dim speedos. Kyle enjoyed the view for a mo or two before discreetly interrupting us.

cough, coughing,"Excuse me boys."

We jumped to attending, totally surprised at Kyle's sudden appearing in the room access. We both began apologizing.

"It's alright, looks like you two have some catching up to do from school day. There will be time for that later. If you guys can come downstairs and start to get some drinks ready, people will take up arriving any minute."

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

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

Steve 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 rock and roll punishing cocks bulging in our speedos ). On the way down stairs I gave Mary Martin the delight of following my speedo clad arse.

After getting some stuff ready behind the bar, the door bell rang. 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 methamphetamine of champagne in each hired hand and went to the door. The door wasn't closed ( the lock and plow were pulled back but multitude rang the bell anyways ). As I approached the door I asked the Guest to come in.

A 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 manifest that the man, who was very well dressed in black trouser, a black shirt and a inglorious crown with some visible gold jewellery wasn't that worry in what I had to say as to more what was in my tiny black speedo."Kyle is out the back just finishing off preparations, 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, dainty to meet you I'm Jack, a business organization associate of Kyle's. You are in a bit of a unstable position there, with your helping hand full and all."

Jack was implying to the trash of champagne in each of my work force. Without giving me time to respond, manual laborer moved his right helping hand down to my semi erect cock and began to rub it. With his free hand Jack began massaging my speedo raiment ass. It was odd but I can't say that I resisted at all, it was like two second gear before I was rock hard again.

After about xxx irregular of rubbing from Jack on my now rock solidness dick we could hear another car arrive. squat removed his deal, 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 trail you out the back"I replied. As I walked through the house to the back yard I knew that old salt would be admiring my arse and I was loving it ! ! ! I left Jack at the doorway to the yard and got back to my obligation of welcoming everyone.

The party went large, St. Martin and I were busy the all metre but received lots of wish 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 catch Martin's backside and wanted to bonk 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 twelvemonth old guy cable in speedos waiting on a gang of gay guys who were drinking… what else was going to happen ? Kyle appreciated that we were so chill 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 Friend were the simply ones left. Kyle again came into the kitchen, thanks us for working so unvoiced and told us our job was done. We could go menage or we could hang out and have 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 wish us to continue to advert out in our tiny speedos.

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

Martin and I slipped into the hottub.

Neither of us could proceed our hands to ourselves under the weewee 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 school together."Did you guys slang around at schooling ?"one of the guy rope asked."No, not even end"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 Bronx cheer and hollering from the guys.

I started to blush but Steve Martin had a completely unlike chemical reaction."Want us to prove you rib ?"More hoots and hollow and before I knew it, Steve 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 shock and embarrassment I started to bask 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 pecker you naughty boy."

Taking his time, Martin's mouth and tongue finally made it to the shank band of my tiny black speedos. He was playing up to the crowd. He grabbed the front 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 forepart of my speedo, Dino Paul Crocetti pulled it down slowly, really slowly, revealing my cock to all these guys. He tucked the presence 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 slow and teasing but I was just too horny.

"I'm going to cum ! ! !"

With that, my cock exploded.

The maiden few spasms felt amazing but then I was ashamed at cumming so quickly. I went to rip my speedo up even before I had finished spurting my cum on Mary Martin. He didn't let me, Dino Paul Crocetti took my rooster in his rima oris and got the cobbler's last brace of shots down his throat.

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

I tried again to support out but Dean Martin wouldn't let my cock out of his mouth. existence twenty old age old, I didn't even get soft before I turned on again. No kidding, it was a moment later and the shame was replaced with horniness. I was getting into it and Mary Martin was demonstrating some mad blowjob skills.

Then, I was cumming again. I enjoyed this orgasm a little to a greater extent than the first of all but still felt ashamed at cumming so quickly. Martin took my entire consignment and there more cheerfulness for the guys.

This time martin released my cock from his mouth and I slipped back into the urine as I tucked my shaft back into my speedos.

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

On the drive habitation I received a textbook from Kyle saying I had no ground to be embarrassed and that I had put on a enceinte show. 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 martin and I had put on.

Martin also sent me a school text message making sure I was OK. He was focused on how hot it was blowing me in battlefront of those guys. Over the next few twenty-four hour period I would learn that it ended up being a seven person orgy with Martin being the center of attending and it resulted in Martin getting some more see clients.

I've never worked as a speedo waiter since that nighttime but Martin and I ended up being have a go at it pal for a few yr and he taught me some of his skills .