I dug this out of the archive on my blog because last calendar week I hooked up with a guy who was doing some juicy things in his speedos for money and it reminded me of this experience I had a few long time ago.

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I saw an ad online looking for"Exhibitionist Waiter for Private Party ”. It was coming up to Xmas and I really needed the money. I was feeling pretty happy about my twenty year old trunk these days, I was training for some long aloofness swimming events which involved spending a lot of fourth dimension in the pocket billiards. 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 eld old and mid way through my college degree, I'm 6″1′, shadow hair's-breadth with some blond through it and reasonably tanned. I've had a small bit of guy/guy experience but not much - although it always gets me hard. I've fooled around with guys but never to the point of coming, I know that sounds weird but the few times I've fooled around I've gotten close then cut things off and jerked off thinking about it for month and calendar month afterwards. So I've very inexperienced.

back to the story…

So I'm feeling passably confident with my body these twenty-four hour period 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 favorite selfie pics of me in my speedos which were all taken by mate just goofing off after drown training. I received a answer within a duo of hours outlining my ‘ duties'if I was to go for 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 take in some cunning young guys being waiter in speedos. Kyle was looking for three or four waiters and was willing to pay each waiter $ 250 for the night plus all the alcohol and food they wanted.

After reading this I got a hard on unbowed 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 fetich of mine ). Kyle and I corresponded over the side by side two week and all was sorted for the Friday dark. The inside information were that I was to just rock up at 6:30pm and people would start to go far at 7pm for the party. Kyle would allow the speedos and I was to wear tennis brake shoe and socks with them.

Friday finally came and I left my office at 6:15pm. For sure, I was nervous but excited at the same clock time. Kyle had told me that there would only be two waiter, another guy my age and myself, but he said that he would pay us $ 350 each for the night because of the extra body of work warhead. I arrived at Kyle's and walked up to the front end doorway. Kyle's planetary house was impressive, a huge business firm that could nearly be called a mansion. After knocking on the door I heard foot measure and the door opened. With the threshold opened I was faced with a undecomposed looking guy of about XXX age old. The guy in front of me quickly introduced himself as Kyle and welcomed me in. Kyle led me through the family to the kitchen where he was making last bit preparations. As we entered the kitchen Kyle began to introduce me to the other ‘ waiter'Martin who was already in his uniform, a bantam black speedo, and nothing else. Before Kyle could say my name the other waiter greeting me.

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

"Martin, mate how are you ? retentive prison term no see."I replied as we shook hands.

St. Martin went to school with me and was the offset guy I had ever fantasized about. He was in my class and I had thought he was well looking, but then we had a semester of swimming social class and since it was an all boys school, speedos were required. I remember Dean Martin's pie-eyed arse in his piffling black speedos. I jacked off to that thought for old age. I didn't know Dino Paul Crocetti had any gay inklings but I had masturbated many a fourth dimension thinking of St. Martin in his speedos.

"You guys know each other ?"asked Kyle.

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

"I'll let you take Brad upstairs and get him into his uniform. I've got some hooey to finish down here so take your time. Don't forget, when the Guest arrive you are to greet them at the door and conduce them out the back."

Martin moderate me out of the kitchen to the main staircase. Ow my God his ass was amazing. In the sozzled black speedos it was tight and moved smoothly as he walked. I could hardly keep my optic of it.

"So Brad have you done this before ?"Dino Paul Crocetti asked as we approached the top of the exalted curving staircase.

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

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

"For very ? I didn't even think you were gay ?"I replied with a upright mite 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 ‘ work'paraphernalia is on the bed."Martin said pointing to the twain of sizing 12 ( 28″ waist ) Negro speedos on the bed. By this time my cock had stirred and I was one-half hard and really looking forward to getting into those speedos.

I undid my bang and the button on my jeans, Martin seemed to make himself comfortable 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 pixilated total darkness speedos and persuasion, darn I look hot ! ! !

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

"Thanks fellow, 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 alone one of us hard."I said and I put my hand on martin's semi firmly cock. Martin looked into my eyes and we moved forward and began a deep candy kiss. We kissed deeply and our tongues lashed. I had been looking forward to this for years but never thought it could possibly add up true. Martin lied back and I was on top of him with my second joint rubbing his now rock intemperate cock through his tiny 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 amazing sight the two of us making out on the bed in cypher Sir Thomas More than our tiny minuscule Black speedos. Kyle enjoyed the thought for a minute 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 schoolhouse. There will be prison term for that later. If you guys can come downstairs and start to get some drinks ready, people will get 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 erecting are a very nice signature boys."Kyle commented with a cheeky smile as he headed down stairs.

Dean Martin and I smiled and decided that we would finish what we started later in the eventide. We jumped up off the bed and headed down stairs ( with our John Rock difficult cocks bulging in our speedos ). On the way down step I gave Martin the pleasure of following my speedo clad arse.

After getting some stuff ready behind the bar, the room access bell rang. St. Martin was still getting some ice in the esky's outside ( that is a tank for my non-Australian reviewer ) so I grabbed a deoxyephedrine of champagne in each hand and went to the door. The door wasn't closed ( the lock and handle were pulled back but masses rang the Alexander Graham Bell anyways ). As I approached the door I asked the Edgar Guest to come in.

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

"Evening Sir, and welcome to the party."I said, however it was apparent that the man, who was very well dressed in total darkness pant, a black shirt and a ignominious jacket with some visible gold jewelry wasn't that concern in what I had to say as to Thomas More what was in my bantam smutty speedo."Kyle is out the back just finishing off cookery, 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, nice to meet you I'm Jack, a commercial enterprise associate of Kyle's. You are in a bit of a precarious position there, with your hands total and all."

Jack was implying to the glass of champagne in each of my hand. Without giving me sentence to react, diddlysquat moved his ripe mitt down to my semi erect cock and began to rub it. With his free hired hand Jack began massaging my speedo clad ass. It was odd but I can't say that I resisted at all, it was like two second before I was rock hard again.

After about xxx seconds of rubbing from Jack on my now rock self-coloured cock we could listen another car arrive. diddlysquat removed his hands, somewhat reluctantly I'm sure, from my speedo and took a ice of champagne.

"I'm surely I can assist you with that later on Dave. And I must say, you are a fantastic waiter."

"I'll lead story you out the vertebral column"I replied. As I walked through the sign of the zodiac to the back 1000 I knew that mariner would be admiring my arse and I was loving it ! ! ! I left Jack at the threshold to the thou and got back to my tariff of welcoming everyone.

The party went great, Martin and I were busy the unhurt sentence but received band of compliments and had our speedos rubbed an many social function. Early in the evening Kyle came up to us in the kitchen, he said he saw someone snap St. Martin's arse and wanted to acknowledge if we were OK with that or should he put a stop to it. Both Martin and I were totally hunky-dory with it, two twenty year old Guy 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, Dino Paul Crocetti and I were getting on top of cleaning everything and Kyle and about five of his supporter were the just ones left. Kyle again came into the kitchen, thanks us for working so hard and told us our job was done. We could go abode or we could hang out and make a drunkenness 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 care us to extend to hang out in our tiny speedos.

We poured drinks for ourselves, grabbed another nursing bottle of wine for the table and headed out to bring together the guy rope. Even though it was summer, it was getting a piddling cool so when we came out to the outdoor table, St. Martin asked Kyle if he minded we sat in the hottub which was right next to the table. 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 weewee although we were trying to be distinct since there were six men sitting within three m of us.

It came up that Mary Martin and I had gone to school together."Did you guys chump around at school ?"one of the guys asked."No, not even closelipped"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 damn and hollers from the guys.

I started to flush but Martin had a completely dissimilar response."Want us to shew you guys ?"More shucks 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 Friend who were giving us a lot of encouragement.

Once I got over the shock and plethora I started to enjoy it.

Steve 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 guy wire saying"sucking Brad's dick you naughty boy."

Taking his time, Dino Paul Crocetti's lips and tongue finally made it to the shank dance band of my lilliputian black speedos. He was playing up to the crowd. He grabbed the nominal head of my speedo with his finger's breadth on the inside as if about to rip them down but he paused…"want me to breastfeed him off ?"

This was greeted with lots of approval and instead of ripping down the forepart of my speedo, Martin pulled it down slowly, really slowly, revealing my putz to all these bozo. He tucked the nominal head of the speedo under my balls. I was surprised at myself for doing this but I was incredibly horny. Martin then started to drub my cock. He was being sluggish and teasing but I was just too horny.

"I'm going to cum ! ! !"

With that, my cock exploded.

The foremost few cramp 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 Martin. He didn't let me, Mary Martin took my cock in his mouth and got the conclusion span of crack down his throat.

The hearing 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 lip. Being twenty dollar bill yr old, I didn't even get mild before I turned on again. No kidding, it was a instant 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 to a greater extent than the start but still felt ashamed at cumming so quickly. Martin took my entire shipment and there more cheers for the guys.

This metre Martin released my hammer from his mouth and I slipped back into the water as I tucked my putz back into my speedos.

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

On the drive home I received a schoolbook from Kyle saying I had no reason to be embarrassed and that I had put on a swell 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 display that St. Martin and I had put on.

Martin also sent me a text edition subject matter making sure I was OK. He was focused on how hot it was blowing me in front of those guy cable. Over the next few 24-hour interval I would instruct that it ended up being a seven person debauch with Martin being the center of attention and it resulted in martin getting some more see clients.

I've never worked as a speedo server since that night but Martin and I ended up being fuck sidekick for a few twelvemonth and he taught me some of his skills .