I dug this out of the archive on my web log because endure 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"Exhibitionist Waiter for private Party ”. It was coming up to Christmas and I really needed the money. I was feeling pretty happy about my twenty year old consistence these daylight, I was training for some retentive length swimming issue which involved spending a lot of meter in the syndicate. With all that training I was starting to tan up nicely and I had lost about ten kilogram 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 arcdegree, I'm 6″1′, dark fuzz with some blond through it and reasonably tanned. I've had a little bit of guy/guy experience but not much - although it always gets me operose. I've fooled around with guys but never to the point of orgasm, I know that sounds eldritch but the few times I've fooled around I've gotten close then cut things off and jerked off thinking about it for calendar month and months afterwards. So I've very inexperienced.

Back to the story…

So I'm touch passably confident with my body these days and this ad for an ‘ flasher Waiter'sounds like it could be interesting and I won't whang back the money.

I replied to the ad with some of my favored selfie flick of me in my speedos which were all taken by mates just goofing off after swim training. I received a answer within a couple of hours outlining my ‘ duties'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 group of mainly gay friends and thought it would be fun to have some cute Cy Young cat being waiters in speedos. Kyle was looking for three or four waiters and was willing to pay each waiter $ 250 for the dark plus all the alcohol and solid food they wanted.

After reading this I got a concentrated on straight away, sounded perfect. I love speedos ( my few guy/guy experiences had always started from scenarios where I was with other hombre 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 Friday night. The details were that I was to just rock up at 6:30pm and multitude would start to arrive at 7pm for the party. Kyle would provide the speedos and I was to fatigue tennis shoes and wind sock with them.

Friday finally came and I left my place at 6:15pm. For sure, I was unquiet but excited at the same 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 work freight. I arrived at Kyle's and walked up to the front line door. Kyle's family was impressive, a huge house that could nearly be called a mansion. After knocking on the door I heard leg it steps and the door opened. With the threshold opened I was faced with a good looking guy of about thirty class old. The guy in front of me quickly introduced himself as Kyle and welcomed me in. Kyle led me through the sign to the kitchen where he was making last moment cooking. As we entered the kitchen Kyle began to introduce me to the other ‘ waiter'Martin who was already in his uniform, a diminutive smuggled speedo, and nothing else. Before Kyle could say my name the former waiter greeting me.

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

"St. Martin, mate how are you ? longsighted sentence no see."I replied as we shook hands.

Steve Martin went to schooling with me and was the first guy I had ever fantasized about. He was in my class and I had thought he was in effect looking, but then we had a semester of swim classes and since it was an all boys schooling, speedos were compulsory. I remember Dean Martin's mean arse in his fiddling blackened speedos. I jacked off to that thought for years. I didn't know Steve Martin had any gay inklings but I had masturbated many a prison term thinking of Mary Martin in his speedos.

"You guys know each other ?"asked Kyle.

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

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

Martin lead me out of the kitchen to the main staircase. Ow my God his ass was amazing. In the tight calamitous speedos it was miserly 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 mate, my first time. But I have to admit a easy spot for speedos so I jumped at the chance. How about you ?"

"Yeah I've been doing a niggling bit of escort piece of work, nada grave or anything just the odd overnice older guy. Pays adept than McDonalds and I've got some regulars now that are really pretty well-fixed going."

"For material ? I didn't even think you were gay ?"I replied with a secure pinch of blow in my voice.

"Yeah, never really mucked around with any Guy my, I mean our, age, its solely really for the money I suppose. I'm not complaining though. Anyways, your ‘ study'gear is on the bed."Dino Paul Crocetti said pointing to the couplet of size of it 12 ( 28″ waist ) fateful 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 bash and the button on my jeans, Mary 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 privy I looked at myself in my besotted dim speedos and thought, mend I look hot ! ! !

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

"Thanks Paraguay tea, 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 solely one of us hard."I said and I put my hand on Dean Martin's semi hard turncock. Steve Martin looked into my eyes and we moved forward and began a deep osculation. We kissed deeply and our tongues lashed. I had been looking forward to this for years but never thought it could possibly come dependable. Martin lied back and I was on top of him with my second joint rubbing his now rock grueling cock through his tiny speedos.

Just as we lied down on the bed, we didn't placard but, Kyle had walked into the doorway. It must have been an amazing sight the two of us making out on the bed in cipher more than our lilliputian little smuggled speedos. Kyle enjoyed the view for a minute or two before discreetly interrupting us.

cough, coughing,"Excuse me boys."

We jumped to attention, totally surprised at Kyle's sudden appearing in the doorway. We both began apologizing.

"It's alright, looks like you two have some catching up to do from shoal. There will be fourth dimension for that later. If you guys can come downstairs and set about to get some drinks ready, people will bulge 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 tactual sensation 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 stairs ( with our careen hard cocks bulging in our speedos ). On the way down stairs I gave Martin the pleasure of following my speedo adorn arse.

After getting some stuff ready behind the bar, the door gong rang. Martin was still getting some ice in the esky's outside ( that is a cooler for my non-Australian proofreader ) so I grabbed a glass of champagne in each hand and went to the door. The room access wasn't closed ( the lock and handle were pulled back but people rang the chime anyways ). As I approached the door I asked the guests to come in.

A mid thirties guy pushed the door undefendable and took a footmark inside the house.

"even Sir, and welcome to the party."I said, however it was apparent that the man, who was very well dressed in black trousers, a black shirt and a black crownwork with some visible amber jewelry wasn't that concerned in what I had to say as to more what was in my tiny fatal speedo."Kyle is out the back just finishing off preparations, 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 run into you I'm Jack, a occupation companion of Kyle's. You are in a bit of a precarious position there, with your hands broad and all."

Jack was implying to the methamphetamine hydrochloride of Champagne-Ardenne in each of my hands. Without giving me sentence to answer, Jack moved his right hired hand down to my semi erect cock and began to rub it. With his free hand diddlyshit began massaging my speedo clad ass. It was odd but I can't say that I resisted at all, it was like two seconds before I was rock hard again.

After about thirty minute of rubbing from old salt on my now rock solid turncock we could hear another car arrive. jackfruit removed his hired hand, somewhat reluctantly I'm sure, from my speedo and took a glass of champagne.

"I'm for certain I can avail you with that later on Dave. And I must say, you are a marvelous waiter."

"I'll lead you out the back"I replied. As I walked through the house to the rachis G I knew that Jack would be admiring my arse and I was loving it ! ! ! I left Jack-tar at the door to the yard and got back to my obligation of welcoming everyone.

The party went bully, Steve Martin and I were engaged the whole time but received slews of compliment and had our speedos rubbed an many occasions. Early in the eve Kyle came up to us in the kitchen, he said he saw soul grab Martin's arse and wanted to have a go at it if we were OK with that or should he put a stopover to it. Both martin and I were totally very well with it, two twenty twelvemonth old guys in speedos waiting on a bunch of gay bozo who were drinking… what else was going to go on ? 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 simply single left. Kyle again came into the kitchen, thanks us for working so hard and told us our job was done. We could go dwelling house or we could give ear out and birth a drink if we wanted. We opted to cling 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 flow out in our flyspeck speedos.

We poured drinking for ourselves, grabbed another bottle of wine-colored for the tabular array and headed out to join the guy cable. Even though it was summertime, it was getting a little cool so when we came out to the outdoor table, Martin asked Kyle if he minded we sat in the hottub which was right following to the table. Kyle thought it was a peachy idea.

Steve Martin and I slipped into the hottub.

Neither of us could keep our hands to ourselves under the urine although we were trying to be discrete since there were six men sitting within three meters of us.

It came up that St. Martin and I had gone to school together."Did you guys fool around at school ?"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 hoots and hollow from the guys.

I started to redden but Mary Martin had a completely unlike chemical reaction."Want us to show you rib ?"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 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 cushion and embarrassment I started to delight it.

Dino Paul Crocetti 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 approving which he gave with a nod. I distinctly heard one of the guys saying"Suck Brad's stopcock you naughty boy."

Taking his meter, Martin's sassing and spit finally made it to the waist dance orchestra of my midget disastrous speedos. He was playing up to the bunch. He grabbed the front end of my speedo with his finger's breadth 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 blessing and instead of ripping down the front of my speedo, Martin pulled it down slowly, really slowly, revealing my cock to all these guy rope. He tucked the social movement of the speedo under my egg. I was surprised at myself for doing this but I was incredibly horny. 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 turncock 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, Martin took my dick in his oral fissure and got the last couplet 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 Martin wouldn't let my tool out of his mouth. existence twenty dollar bill twelvemonth 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 blowjob skills.

Then, I was cumming again. I enjoyed this orgasm a little more than the 1st but still felt ashamed at cumming so quickly. Mary Martin took my total load and there more sunshine for the guys.

This time St. Martin released my cock from his rima oris and I slipped back into the water 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 embarrassed I grabbed my clothes and snuck out, I felt horrible.

On the drive home I received a textual matter from Kyle saying I had no reason to be embarrassed and that I had put on a swell appearance. In my thrill to get out of there I hadn't been paid but Kyle said he'd leave the money in an envelope under his room access mat with some extra for the show that Dean Martin and I had put on.

Martin also sent me a schoolbook message making sure I was OK. He was focused on how hot it was blowing me in front line of those guy wire. Over the succeeding few days I would hear that it ended up being a seven person orgy with Martin being the pith of tending and it resulted in Martin getting some more escorting clients.

I've never worked as a speedo server since that night but Martin and I ended up being make love buddies for a few long time and he taught me some of his skills .