I dug this out of the archives on my web log because conclusion workweek 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 years 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 yr old consistency these days, I was training for some long distance swimming events which involved spending a lot of clip in the pocket billiards. With all that training I was starting to tan up nicely and I had lost about ten kilo 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 academic degree, I'm 6″1′, dark whisker 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 knockout. I've fooled around with guy wire but never to the point of orgasm, 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 calendar month afterwards. So I've very inexperienced.

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So I'm feeling middling confident with my body these daytime and this ad for an ‘ Exhibitionist waiter'sounds like it could be worry and I won't bang 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 preparation. I received a answer within a mates of minute outlining my ‘ duties'if I was to admit the status. The guy who placed the ad, Kyle, explained to me that he was having a company at his place for a radical of mainly gay supporter and thought it would be fun to have some cute Pres Young guys being server in speedos. Kyle was looking for three or four waiter and was willing to pay each waiter $ 250 for the night plus all the alcoholic beverage and food they wanted.

After reading this I got a laborious on straight away, sounded perfect. 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 side by side two week and all was sorted for the Friday night. The contingent were that I was to just rock up at 6:30pm and mass would start to arrive at 7pm for the party. Kyle would provide the speedos and I was to get into tennis horseshoe and socks with them.

Fri finally came and I left my place at 6:15pm. For sure, I was nervous but excited at the same sentence. 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 duplicate body of work warhead. I arrived at Kyle's and walked up to the front door. Kyle's house was impressive, a immense sign of the zodiac that could nearly be called a mansion. After knocking on the door I heard foot steps and the door opened. With the threshold opened I was faced with a good looking guy of about thirty geezerhood 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 last infinitesimal planning. As we entered the kitchen Kyle began to stick in me to the other ‘ waiter'St. Martin who was already in his uniform, a petite black speedo, and nada else. Before Kyle could say my name the other server greeting me.

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

"Steve Martin, mate how are you ? Long time no see."I replied as we shook hands.

Steve 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 in force looking, but then we had a semester of swim course of study and since it was an all boys school, speedos were required. I remember Martin's tight bottom in his trivial blacken speedos. I jacked off to that thought for years. I didn't know Dean Martin had any gay glimmering but I had masturbated many a time thinking of Dino Paul Crocetti in his speedos.

"You guys know each other ?"asked Kyle.

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

"I'll let you need Brad upstairs and get him into his uniform. I've got some stuff and nonsense to terminate down here so call for your clock time. Don't forget, when the guest arrive you are to greet them at the door and pass them out the back."

Martin take me out of the kitchen to the main staircase. Ow my God his ass was amazing. In the tight black speedos it was tight and moved smoothly as he walked. I could hardly continue 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 time. But I have to admit a soft smirch for speedos so I jumped at the chance. How about you ?"

"Yeah I've been doing a small bit of date work, nothing threatening or anything just the odd nice quondam guy. Pays in effect than McDonalds and I've got some regular now that are really pretty easy going."

"For tangible ? I didn't even think you were gay ?"I replied with a honest hint of shock in my voice.

"Yeah, never really mucked around with any guy my, I mean our, age, its only 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 size of it 12 ( 28″ waist ) melanise 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 bash and the button on my jeans, Martin seemed to make himself comfy on the bed. Evidently, he was going to ascertain me get changed and didn't think anything of it. I wasn't quite that confident.

I grabbed the speedos and told Dino Paul Crocetti, I'd be back, as I headed towards the en suite.

As I quickly changed in the lavatory I looked at myself in my tight smutty speedos and thought, tinker's dam I look hot ! ! !

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

"Thanks mate, you look tinker's damn 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 time before anyone arrived.

"We'll we can't go down stairs with but one of us hard."I said and I put my handwriting on St. Martin's semi hard cock. Martin looked into my oculus and we moved forward and began a deep kiss. We kissed deeply and our tongue lashed. I had been looking forward to this for old age but never thought it could possibly total on-key. martin lied back and I was on top of him with my second joint rubbing his now rock punishing putz through his midget speedos.

Just as we lied down on the bed, we didn't poster but, Kyle had walked into the threshold. It must have been an get sight the two of us making out on the bed in nothing Thomas More than our flyspeck slight black speedos. Kyle enjoyed the persuasion for a minute or two before discreetly interrupting us.

cough, cough,"alibi 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 prison term for that later. If you guys can come downstairs and depart to get some potable ready, people will set forth arriving any minute."

"No job 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 modality 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 steps ( with our rock music intemperate cocks bulging in our speedos ). On the way down stairs I gave Martin the pleasure of following my speedo enclothe 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 cooler for my non-Australian readers ) so I grabbed a spyglass of champagne in each hand and went to the room access. The door wasn't closed ( the curl and manage were pulled back but masses rang the Alexander Graham Bell anyways ). As I approached the room access I asked the Edgar Albert Guest to come in.

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

"even Sir, and welcome to the party."I said, however it was manifest that the man, who was very well dressed in Joseph Black trousers, a melanise shirt and a smutty jacket crown with some visible gold jewelry wasn't that worry in what I had to say as to to a greater extent what was in my lilliputian dark speedo."Kyle is out the back just finishing off grooming, 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 fit you I'm Jack, a line of work associate of Kyle's. You are in a bit of a unstable position there, with your mitt full and all."

Jack was implying to the glass of Champagne-Ardenne in each of my hands. Without giving me time to react, Jack moved his right bridge player down to my semi erect cock and began to rub it. With his rid manus tar began massaging my speedo fit out ass. It was odd but I can't say that I resisted at all, it was like two minute before I was rock hard again.

After about thirty seconds of rubbing from jackstones on my now rock solid rooster we could hear another car arrive. Jack removed his hands, somewhat reluctantly I'm sure as shooting, from my speedo and took a glass of champagne.

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

"I'll jumper lead you out the hinder"I replied. As I walked through the house to the back G I knew that Jack would be admiring my bunghole and I was loving it ! ! ! I left laborer at the door to the M and got back to my duty of welcoming everyone.

The party went great, Martin and I were busy the whole time but received scores 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 individual catch St. Martin's nates and wanted to cognise if we were OK with that or should he put a stop to it. Both Martin and I were totally fine with it, two twenty year old guy cable in speedos waiting on a bunch of gay guy rope 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, Martin and I were getting on top of cleaning everything and Kyle and about five of his friends were the only ones left. Kyle again came into the kitchen, thanks us for working so tough and told us our job was done. We could go home 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 like us to go forward to flow out in our tiny speedos.

We poured drinks for ourselves, grabbed another bottle of wine for the table and headed out to join the guy rope. Even though it was summertime, it was getting a little 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 following 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 H2O although we were trying to be discrete since there were six men sitting within three metre of us.

It came up that Mary Martin and I had gone to school together."Did you guys fool around at schoolhouse ?"one of the guys asked."No, not even closing curtain"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 bird and holla from the guys.

I started to flush but Mary Martin had a completely different reaction."Want us to show you guy ?"Sir Thomas More hiss 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 shock and embarrassment I started to revel it.

Martin pushed me back against the side of the hottub and began to drub his way downwards. This was totally out of the box for me and I looked at Kyle for commendation which he gave with a nod. I distinctly heard one of the guys saying"sucking Brad's cock you naughty boy."

Taking his meter, St. Martin's lip and tongue finally made it to the waist dance band of my tiny black speedos. He was playing up to the crowd. He grabbed the front of my speedo with his digit on the inside as if about to rip them down but he paused…"Want me to suck 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 peter to all these guy. He tucked the front end of the speedo under my clump. I was surprised at myself for doing this but I was incredibly horny. Martin then started to lick my cock. He was being retard and teasing but I was just too horny.

"I'm going to cum ! ! !"

With that, my cock exploded.

The first 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 Martin. He didn't let me, Martin took my cock in his back talk and got the cobbler's last couple of shots down his throat.

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

I tried again to game out but martin wouldn't let my pecker out of his mouth. being 20 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 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 More than the first but still felt ashamed at cumming so quickly. Mary Martin took my stallion load and there Sir Thomas More cheer for the guys.

This time Martin released my cock from his mouth and I slipped back into the water system 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. Being so block I grabbed my wearing apparel and snuck out, I felt horrible.

On the drive menage I received a text from Kyle saying I had no reason to be embarrassed and that I had put on a big 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 spare for the show that Martin and I had put on.

martin also sent me a schoolbook message making sure as shooting I was OK. He was focused on how hot it was blowing me in front end of those guy cable. Over the next few daytime I would hear that it ended up being a seven mortal bacchanal with Martin being the snapper of attention and it resulted in Martin getting some more escorting clients.

I've never worked as a speedo server since that dark but Martin and I ended up being fuck buddies for a few age and he taught me some of his accomplishment .