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Let me quickly explain a bit about myself, I'm twenty years old and mid way through my college degree, I'm 6"1', dark hair 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 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 months afterwards. So I've very inexperienced. Back to the story... So I'm feeling pretty confident with my body these days and this ad for an 'Exhibitionist Waiter' 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 mates just goofing off after swim training. I received a reply within a couple of hours outlining my 'duties' if I was to accept the position. The guy who placed the ad, Kyle, explained to voyeur me that he was having a party at his place for a group of mainly gay friends and thought it would be fun to have some cute young guys being waiters 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 straight 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 fetish of mine). Kyle and I corresponded over the next two weeks and all was sorted for the Friday night. 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 shoes and socks with them. Friday finally came and I left my place at 6:15pm. For sure, I was nervous 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 mature $350 each for the night because of the extra work load. I arrived at Kyle's and walked up to the front door. MILF Kyle's house was impressive, a huge house that could nearly be called a mansion. After knocking on the door I heard foot steps and the door opened. With the door opened I was faced with a good looking guy of hand job about thirty 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 minute preparations. As we entered the kitchen Kyle began to introduce me to the other 'waiter' Martin who was already in his uniform, a tiny black speedo, massage and nothing else. As I did she moaned again, pulled away for a moment and began kissing me. Our mature tongues tangled with one anothers then she starts to stick her finger slowly in my asshole. My sister was grinning wickedly at me. I tell her yes. Piss spurts from her pussy and runs down her legs, pooling at her knees and soaking MILF the grass. “It doesn’t live here,” Foster explained. Cathy and I made some plans and then I finished dressing. She watched intently, wanting to see how to do it. She said no I am Daddy’s girl only take your hands off and put me down NOW! She's saving her virginity for you.” Justin slowed to a stop to peek out in voyeur search of any danger. “I’ll take a massage Tito’s & Cranberry on the rocks. “I also thought about that” he admitted. What if I shouldn’t trust him, what if he’s trying to kidnap me? No, he wouldn’t do that, he doesn’t need to, he just needs to ask, and hand job I’ll move in with him tomorrow. He nods eyes closed he feels her other hand on his stomach and chest caressing his athletic body . Opening his eyes as he feels her tongue on the head of his erection , he can see students walking pass the window . The woman is talking dirty to him . Like a dog catching a scent Aarons head whipped up. I get right up to them and say excitedly, “Hi Mom! They put scraps of paper and pencil lead into a small metal tube on the cat’s collar."