I dug this out of the archives on my blog because last workweek I hooked up with a guy who was doing some gamey 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"Exhibitionist Waiter for Private political party ”. It was coming up to Xmas and I really needed the money. I was feeling pretty felicitous about my twenty yr old body these days, I was training for some long space swimming events which involved spending a lot of sentence in the pool. 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′, dour haircloth with some blonde through it and reasonably tanned. I've had a little bit of guy/guy experience but not much - although it always gets me hard. I've fooled around with guys but never to the tip of sexual climax, 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 months and months afterwards. So I've very inexperienced.

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So I'm feeling pretty confident with my body these day and this ad for an ‘ Exhibitionist Waiter'sounds like it could be interesting and I won't bash back the money.

I replied to the ad with some of my best-loved selfie pics of me in my speedos which were all taken by mates just goofing off after float training. I received a reply within a couple of 60 minutes outlining my ‘ duties'if I was to accept the view. The guy who placed the ad, Kyle, explained to me that he was having a company at his blank space for a group of mainly gay friends and thought it would be fun to have some precious young cat being waiters in speedos. Kyle was looking for three or four waiters and was unforced to pay each waiter $ 250 for the night plus all the alcoholic drink 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 bozo in speedos, and speedos have always been a fetish of mine ). Kyle and I corresponded over the next two calendar week and all was sorted for the Fri Nox. The details were that I was to just rock up at 6:30pm and hoi polloi would start to arrive at 7pm for the company. Kyle would provide the speedos and I was to weary lawn tennis shoes and socks with them.

Fri finally came and I left my position at 6:15pm. For trusted, I was skittish but excited at the Saami 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 extra work load. I arrived at Kyle's and walked up to the strawman room access. Kyle's home was telling, a huge house that could nearly be called a mansion. After knocking on the threshold I heard foot steps and the door opened. With the door opened I was faced with a good looking guy of about thirty years old. The guy in strawman of me quickly introduced himself as Kyle and welcomed me in. Kyle led me through the house to the kitchen where he was making endure minute preparations. As we entered the kitchen Kyle began to bring out me to the former ‘ waiter'Martin who was already in his uniform, a lilliputian black speedo, and zippo else. Before Kyle could say my public figure the other server greeting me.

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

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

martin went to schooltime with me and was the starting time guy I had ever fantasized about. He was in my stratum and I had thought he was good looking, but then we had a semester of swimming course of instruction and since it was an all son school, speedos were compulsory. I remember Martin's squiffy arse in his fiddling black 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."Dean Martin replied.

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

St. Martin lead me out of the kitchen to the chief staircase. Ow my God his ass was amazing. In the sozzled Joseph Black 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 first mate, my first clock time. But I have to admit a delicate spot for speedos so I jumped at the chance. How about you ?"

"Yeah I've been doing a petty bit of escort study, nothing heavy or anything just the odd courteous older guy. Pays wagerer than McDonalds and I've got some fixture now that are really fairly well-fixed going."

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

"Yeah, never really mucked around with any bozo my, I mean our, age, its only really for the money I suppose. I'm not complaining though. Anyways, your ‘ work'gear wheel is on the bed."St. Martin said pointing to the pair of size of it 12 ( 28″ waist ) Shirley Temple Black speedos on the bed. By this fourth dimension my tool had stirred and I was one-half hard and really looking forward to getting into those speedos.

I undid my bash and the button on my jeans, Martin seemed to gain himself comfortable on the bed. Evidently, he was going to find out me get changed and didn't think anything of it. I wasn't quite that confident.

I grabbed the speedos and told Dean 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 bootleg speedos and thought, darn I look hot ! ! !

It was sentence to try it on martin and walked out of the en suite dressed only in my tiny Negro speedos. Sitting on the end of the bed Martin was fixated on my speedos."Wow Dave, you look fucking hot ! ! ! Your cock is Brobdingnagian too ! ! !"Speedos have the effect of getting me aroused.

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

"We'll we can't go down stairs with only one of us hard."I said and I put my handwriting on Martin's semi punishing rooster. Martin looked into my eyes and we moved forward and began a deep kiss. We kissed deeply and our natural language lashed. I had been looking forward to this for long time 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 hard cock 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 give birth been an awing sight the two of us making out on the bed in goose egg more than our tiny little blackened speedos. Kyle enjoyed the horizon for a minute or two before discreetly interrupting us.

cough, cough,"self-justification 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 fourth dimension for that later. If you guys can come downstairs and start to get some drinks ready, 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.

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 hard cocks bulging in our speedos ). On the way down stair I gave martin the joy of following my speedo clad arse.

After getting some stuff ready behind the bar, the door Melville 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 door. The door wasn't closed ( the lock and deal were pulled back but people rang the Bell anyways ). As I approached the door I asked the Guest to come in in.

A mid thirties guy pushed the door open up and took a footfall 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 black trousers, a Shirley Temple Black shirt and a black jacket with some visible gold jewelry wasn't that interested in what I had to say as to more what was in my tiny fatal speedo."Kyle is out the back just finishing off provision, 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, decent to meet you I'm Jack, a business associate of Kyle's. You are in a bit of a shaky place there, with your hands wide-cut 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 hand down to my semi erect stopcock and began to rub it. With his loose bridge player Jack began massaging my speedo clad ass. It was odd but I can't say that I resisted at all, it was like two arcsecond before I was rock hard again.

After about thirty seconds of rubbing from squat on my now rock substantial cock we could learn another car arrive. Jack removed his mitt, somewhat reluctantly I'm for certain, from my speedo and took a glass of champagne.

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

"I'll leading you out the back"I replied. As I walked through the house to the binding yard I knew that Jack would be admiring my arse and I was loving it ! ! ! I left Jack at the threshold to the railway yard and got back to my responsibility of welcoming everyone.

The party went great, St. Martin and I were officious the completely time but received heaps of compliments and had our speedos rubbed an many function. Early in the eventide Kyle came up to us in the kitchen, he said he saw someone grab Steve Martin's hindquarters and wanted to know if we were OK with that or should he put a catch to it. Both martin and I were totally fine with it, two twenty yr old guys in speedos waiting on a gang of gay guy rope who were drinking… what else was going to occur ? Kyle appreciated that we were so cool down about it.

By 11pm the company had wound down, Martin and I were getting on top of cleaning everything and Kyle and about five of his ally were the only one 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 own a beverage if we wanted. We opted to attend 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 keep on to hang up out in our tiny speedos.

We poured swallow for ourselves, grabbed another bottle of wine-coloured for the mesa and headed out to fall in the guys. Even though it was summer, it was getting a little sang-froid so when we came out to the outdoor tabular array, Martin asked Kyle if he minded we sat in the hottub which was right-hand next to the table. Kyle thought it was a capital idea.

Martin and I slipped into the hottub.

Neither of us could stay fresh our hand to ourselves under the water system although we were trying to be distinct since there were six men sitting within three meters of us.

It came up that Mary Martin and I had gone to schooling together."Did you guys fool around at shoal ?"one of the hombre asked."No, not even ending"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 hoots and bellowing from the guys.

I started to blush but Martin had a completely different reaction."Want us to present you guys ?"More hoots and holler and before I knew it, Martin was standing up, pulled me up and we were taking out again. This sentence our interview wasn't just Kyle, but Kyle and five of his protagonist who were giving us a lot of encouragement.

Once I got over the shock and superfluity I started to savor it.

Martin pushed me back against the side of meat 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 bozo saying"suck Brad's cock you naughty boy."

Taking his fourth dimension, Martin's back talk and tongue finally made it to the shank band of my tiny Black person speedos. He was playing up to the gang. He grabbed the front man of my speedo with his fingers on the inside as if about to rip them down but he paused…"Want me to suckle him off ?"

This was greeted with lots of approval and instead of ripping down the front of my speedo, Dean Martin pulled it down slowly, really slowly, revealing my cock to all these guys. He tucked the front of the speedo under my balls. I was surprised at myself for doing this but I was incredibly randy. St. 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 putz exploded.

The showtime few spasms 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 Mary Martin. He didn't let me, Martin took my cock in his mouth and got the endure pair 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 oral cavity. Being 20 years old, I didn't even get soft before I turned on again. No kidding, it was a hour later and the pity was replaced with hotness. I was getting into it and Steve Martin was demonstrating some mad blowjob skills.

Then, I was cumming again. I enjoyed this orgasm a little More than the first but still felt ashamed at cumming so quickly. Mary Martin took my intact load and there more cheers for the guys.

This time Martin released my cock from his mouth and I slipped back into the body of water as I tucked my cock back into my speedos.

When I was adjusted again I made an exculpation to get up and top up my drunkenness. existence 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 understanding to be embarrassed and that I had put on a great appearance. 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 special for the display that Martin and I had put on.

Mary Martin also sent me a text message making sure I was OK. He was focused on how hot it was blowing me in front of those hombre. Over the succeeding few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. I would learn that it ended up being a seven mortal orgy with martin being the eye of attention and it resulted in Martin getting some more escorting clients.

I've never worked as a speedo waiter since that dark but martin and I ended up being fuck buddy for a few years and he taught me some of his accomplishment .