The Naked Waiter

Gay / College From: traumfotos@gmx.de Subject: The Naked Waiter - Chapter One

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This is Chapter One of my third story. I would like to thank especially Rob (UK) who reviews my draft translations into English and sometimes has a few comments to make before my posting and also Richard (Canada/BC). By the way I speak and write English well so there isn`t any problem emailing me in English at traumfotos@gmx.de telling me about this story, or even letting me have suggestions for future stories that I may publish. I greatly appreciate all your comments as they keep me going.

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The Naked Waiter

Chapter one

Ryan was a sophomore. He was glad he had made it to university as he found life in general and his studies there were a lot of fun, but it was still a daily struggle for him to survive as his financial resources were limited.

His parents had died in a car accident when he was eighteen. Unfortunately they were not particularly wealthy or well covered by insurances. The insurance pay-out he eventually received would allow him to complete his studies, but it only just covered the university fees. While he studied he had to take care of his everyday living expenses himself. He surfed the various job sites on the internet constantly looking for little part-time jobs that could be reconciled with his studies and provide the extra income he needed.

One evening whilst surfing the internet ... he found ... Hmm, here's someone looking for a young man with the figure of a swimmer who is willing to work in his underpants and serve guests at a business party. Hmm, ... the pay offered was really not bad at all, but should he think about doing this sort of thing? Working as a waiter he would love to do, but in his underwear?

The figure of a swimmer Ryan certainly had. Running and swimming were the only two sports which he pursued very intensely because it needed little money to do them. There was a lake outside the city. He often rode out there on his bike and swam for an hour or so. He had also acquired a couple of used pieces of exercise equipment. Dumb-bells and a barbell with weights for muscle toning.

To apply for the job you were instructed to attach a code and to send in a reply by email. You were to include your home address and a photo of yourself. Ryan had already heard that some of the job ads on the internet sites were very dubious. This ad was probably some perv wanting to add to his collection of free photos of half naked young men.

Ryan continued to search for suitable offers. He sent a few emails and made a few calls but unfortunately got rejected each time.

Feeling rather disappointed Ryan wondered what the first ad he had looked at was all about and thought to himself ... `what if I send the pervert a photo of myself just as a bit of fun. Maybe it is a serious offer. I do desperately need a job... maybe it's for real'.

Ryan had purchased a second hand phone with a built-in camera. It didn't take great photos but for this purpose it would do the job. He took his shirt off and stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom and took a photo of himself. He decided a photo without his shirt on had to be enough for the application.

It was not long after sending the email that his phone rang ... "Hi, Andrew Pattinson here; am I speaking to Ryan Lautner?"

"Yes, I'm Ryan Lautner."

"Good, I'm calling about the job. The party is tomorrow evening from 19.00 to 22.00. It would be good if you could come over now for half an hour or so as I would like to meet you and brief you before the event. It would also be good to get to know you personally and to see if you actually really do want the job I'm offering."

"Okay, but I have a question first. My job is to serve in only my underwear and nothing else? "

"Correct. Just like it says in the ad. Could you still come over and we can briefly discuss everything in detail?"

Mr Pattinson gave Ryan his address and both agreed to an interview in an hour. The address was fairly close to the university so Ryan could briefly stop off at the library on his way.

Mr. Pattinson was living in a fancy apartment house. When Mr Pattinson opened the door Ryan was very surprised. Mr. Pattinson was in his late thirties and quite handsome. He gave a very good impression.

"Hi Ryan, I'm glad you were able to get over here so quickly. Come in please. "

As he entered the hall Ryan's attention was immediately drawn to the white walls with the large-format black and white photos hanging on them. Each of them was of a good looking handsome young man stripped to the waist. Ryan liked the photos.

Mr. Pattinson noticed Ryan look at the pictures and said proudly, "I took these photos myself ... my hobby is photography."

"Oh, the pictures look very professional", Ryan replied. "Thank you very much." "Are they professional models?, Ryan enquired. "No, these are all young men who have contacted me. They asked me to take photos of them. I do it free of charge. I must be completely honest with you Ryan I'm gay, and most guys of the photos are too. I have a website showing only male faces where I offer to take free pictures of men up to 34 years old. Come this way to the living room, please."

In the living room hung more large photos of young men, but here they were mostly in color.

"The party that I am giving is for my business partners. Most of them are also gay, but there will also be some heterosexual women there as well. The `naked waiter' is intended by me to be something of the main attraction of the evening and to provide some light distraction and a conversation piece for my guests. I guess that all evening their eyes will be focused on you and your body. Would that be okay with you?", Mr Pattinson asked Ryan.

"I think so. I must confess that I have not done this or anything even close to this before.", Ryan said.

"You really looked very good in the photo you sent me so that's why I invited you here for this conversation. I would also like to see the rest of your body as well if that's OK with you. In the photo I could only see your upper body. Your great pecs really impressed me. Another applicant also had an athletic body like yours, but when I asked him to strip on closer inspection I saw he had several very unsightly scars and that would not be suitable for my guests to see tomorrow evening", Mr Pattinson said.

"You want me to strip down to my underwear, now?" asked Ryan.

"Yes, I am sure you will appreciate that I do need to see what your body looks like and what my guests will be seeing tomorrow."

"Okay ... no problem", said Ryan.

Mr. Pattinson sat on a chair while Ryan stood in front of him taking off his sweater and then his T-shirt.

Ryan`s upper body was a real eye-catcher, especially his very pronounced pectorals. Some of this body-form was certainly genetically determined. His father had very pronounced pecs as well. His shoulders were broad, but not too wide. His upper body had the classic V-shape. The narrow waist made his shoulders appear wider. Exercise training has made his upper arms very muscular.

"Oh, you have hair on your chest and on your belly button too ... well, you know... I thought swimmers shave off all their hair."

Ryan had brown hair and most of his skin was tanned a nice golden colour.

"If you want before the party tomorrow I can shave off all my body hair. It is not a problem. I'm not on the swimming team at the university, because I unfortunately do not have enough time", Ryan said.

"No, I do not want you shave your chest hair off. I think a light covering of body hair is very sexy. It is too bad that many young men remove all the hair from their bodies these days."

Ryan pulled his shoes and socks off.

"Tomorrow when you serve in your underwear or Speedos you'll of course be wearing your shoes and socks."

After Ryan had opened his jeans he removed them he put them on one of the armchairs.

Mr. Pattinson was delighted. Finally he saw some very sexy thighs topped by a fabulous looking round taut butt which unfortunately for him was still covered by Ryan's briefs.

"Could you please turn around once, slowly. I want to see if you have any unsightly scars or other marks on your body.

Ryan turned slowly around again as asked. It was a strange feeling to have someone you didn't know scrutinizing your nude body so intensely. Ryan had to concentrate, after all he was wearing underpants he thought to himself. This somehow reminds me of a medical examination. Thank God, Mr. Pattinson had made a good honest impression on Ryan.

Mr. Pattinson was very impressed by the charisma Ryan exluded. Well, that and the almost perfectly proportioned and fit body the young man willingly displayed before him. When Ryan was standing sideways to him he could admire from this perspective the small, round bottom; the bulge at the front of the underpants; the pronounced curves on the upper arms; the flat stomach, and the strong thighs.

He had no doubt that Ryan would be the focus of tomorrow's party. His guests will love him. They would nearly eat him up.

"You've got the job. Your body is exactly what I imagined, and to be honest it surpasses my expectations and more. If you want the job then you have it. By the way, I'm Andrew", said Mr Pattinson.

Andrew gave Ryan his hand again to seal the deal. It was done; Ryan had a new job.

"Sit down, then I can tell you briefly how tomorrow will run. Oh, would you like something to drink, Cola, mineral water, coffee, tea, or even a beer? ", Andrew asked Ryan.

"A glass of water would be great, non-carbonated please", he replied.

"With pleasure, and by the way, the fruit on the table is not there for decoration only. If you would like an apple, or some grapes; a banana, please help yourself. "

"Thanks", Ryan took an apple while Andrew went into the kitchen to fetch a glass of water. While Ryan was eating the apple he considered the photos on the wall. He liked the photographs. The posing attitude adopted by the young men pleased him. They looked very serene. Mr. Pattinson returned from the kitchen and put down a glass of water in front of Ryan.

Ryan was still sitting in his briefs directly across from Andrew. At the same time Andrew sat admiring the respectable bulge in the young man's pants, and above all, the outline of the two large testicles, as well as the shaft of Ryan's penis and the large cockhead with its well defined large glans.

On the one hand Ryan felt a little strange sitting with Andrew on his sofa ahead of the event wearing only his underpants; while on the other hand he though he would in any case be dressed like this all the time tomorrow night serving Andrew's guests. He had to get used to the situation.

"Caterers will deliver the pre- prepared food tomorrow. Your only job will be to continually circulate amongst my guests offering them alternatively drinks and food. It is a little more complicated with the drinks. Here you have to remember what the guests have been drinking. You will have a small note pad to jot down what they are having. Some may like red wine, and other may prefer to drink only white wine. The men mostly drink alcohol-free beer and the women wine or fruit juice. In the kitchen there is a coffee machine that grinds the beans and also brews fresh coffee. You can talk to me at any time if you do not understand something.

Now I must mention something much more important. Tomorrow you may find one or two of the guests being over attentive towards you. Please let me know immediately should it happen and I'll have a strong word in their ear. I request that all of my guests treat you with respect. That is good and proper so that everyone has a good time and of course that includes you. My guests are not allowed to treat you like a piece of male meat to have fun with and to touch you. Indeed, you will be tomorrow's main item of entertainment on the program, but my guests are only permitted look at you and enjoy your great body, and no more than that. I can foresee that at least one of the guests will certainly find you a tempting morsel, but you're old enough to look after yourself.

The guests tomorrow are my business partners and not my friends. I always completely separate things professional and personal. A word of warning ... I could even imagine, should you be willing to perform sexual services, someone offering you a job tomorrow, or at least offering you some position during or after your studies. In fact, I would be extremely sceptical if no such suggestions were made to you.

A word of caution, you're dealing with business people. They are used to obtaining goods or services and they never make offers in vain. They may provide promising future contracts but seldom do they really come about as promised by them. These people have become very rich because they often, unlike most other ordinary people, never pay the full price for something. Their goal is to pay as little as is possible. Just because you may have slept with a businessman or businesswoman a couple of times it does not mean you can sue them for false promises. Such success in a court of law hardly ever happens ... if at all", Andrew said.

He continued ... "For example a friend of mine is an independent management consultant. He had given one of his clients credit in amount of nearly $ 40,000. He had provided the loan; the client agreed to pay, but actually getting the money out of the client was not easy. The man told him that he wanted to pay, but at the moment he could not because he himself was waiting for a customer to settle a very large outstanding account. My friend therefore had to grant him deferred payment terms rather than immediately turn to his lawyer and spend a lot more money chasing the debt through the courts. Then he learned that his client had flown away for three weeks to go on a first class holiday on the Maldives. If I were you Ryan I would keep well clear of the business world", Andrew finished.

For Ryan this was all new and therefore very interesting. He was pretty much on his own so whatever little background information on life in general that he could gain might someday be useful to him.

Ryan had also noted how Andrew kept glancing at his legs whilst he was talking. He had not been aware previously of the strong impression his legs could make on a man's mind. His very defined pectorals had often been complimented, but his legs had yet to be noticed by others. He moved a little forward ... his butt remaining on the sofa ... he stretched his legs out very wide in front of him.

Now Andrew could see his legs even better than before. Ryan grinned at Andrew. That made it even a little more fun. He was exhibiting his body for private inspection by Andrew. This was an entirely new experience for Ryan and he was enjoying it. As Andrew cast his eyes over Ryan's body it felt very natural. It triggered no negative feelings or tension in Ryan. In fact he was very relaxed about his inner feelings.

"Oh my God, is it that obvious that I am staring at your legs? I really need to apologize. I have a very strong preference for long muscular legs, but I should really behave better", Andrew said ... it was a bit embarrassing that Ryan had caught him staring.

"That's okay with me. You said yes, I've got the job so now a little bit of me somehow belongs to you", Ryan said in a flash.

"Yeah ... tomorrow at the party my guests will look even more intensely at you than I am. They will be even more shameless than I am now. I hope you can get along with all that . If you find it uncomfortable then tell me now and we will forget about the whole thing immediately. I'll pay you half of your fee anyway. I realize that all this could be quite difficult for you since you have not done anything like it before."

"Whatever, I will definitely try it once tomorrow and see how I fair!", Ryan replied.

"Fine then. One final thing you should be aware of. For business people information is worth money, both personal & professional information. Some guests will try to interrogate you tomorrow ... I suspect rather thoroughly. They will just want to know everything about you. What`s your full name; do you have a girlfriend or a lover; how old you are; where you're from; where you live; what you study, and many more similar things. You don't have to give them any of this information as it is not a job requirement! You do not have to answer any of their questions directly ... you can be obtuse. If they know your name; where you live and what you study, then they can enter your life unannounced and possibly unwelcome. They may even ask you, how big your dick is when fully erect", Andrew said.

Without pausing to think Ryan answered, "It's about 9 inches".

"Uh, very, very impressive Ryan , but you did not have to answer the question it was only a for example one!", Andrew explained as a broad smile came across his face. He was beginning to like this young guy even more.

"My religion forbids me to lie." Ryan stated.

"You do not have to lie. If someone asks you your name then you can answer him by saying, for example, 'you may call me Steve'. Then no doubt will come the question, "What is your last name?". Then your answer should be its just Steve', and as you smile sweetly at them you immediately turn to serve the next guest. Most people prefer to talk about themselves so you can counter any unwanted questioning by an evasive answer; simply with a question like, What industry are you in?'; How many employees have you?'; `How long have you been in that industry?', or even ask them how they got in their field of work. Ask them what were the effects of the recent financial crisis on their industry. We all live in a shark tank and we have to be careful not to be eaten alive while still remaining a decent and honest person. This is not easy for any one of us", Andrew advised Ryan.

Ryan was very impressed with Andrew. No one had ever talked to him like this before. Of course the fact had not escaped Ryan that Andrew, as he spoke to him, was still continually eying him up and down. In particular Ryan's thighs and crotch; it seemed to him that Andrew was not trying very hard to hide his interest in him.

"I've decided that this is the way things should go tomorrow; the guests will be welcomed by you. To start with you will not be wearing a shirt. Your upper body will be naked ... perhaps you have a pair of very tight jeans that you could wear tomorrow? Later, you will take off the jeans and put on shorts when you start to go round and serve the food and drinks. A little later you will change into bikini briefs or Speedos, which ever you most prefer, and continue to serve wearing them until the end of the party. I'll give you $ 100 extra so that you can buy appropriate things to wear. You should, of course, keep them on while you are working. If however you want to make some extra cash at the end of the evening I do not mind if you sell them to the highest bidder. I understand that today the sale of used; worn and soiled underwear is huge business for virile young men. It's a crazy world", Andrew said.

They both laughed. When Ryan laughed so spontaneously and naturally it gave Andrew a little jolt. Ryan suddenly looked so young and innocent, and oh so naive. Could a young man like Ryan ever deliver a performance to such a crowd of business people? Tomorrow he would have to carefully watch out for Ryan so he did not come to harm from certain guests. Should he cancel the entire project and dispense with Ryan's services now? On the other hand, perhaps Ryan needed the money urgently. If something happened tomorrow that was not safe for Ryan to get involved in then he would stop it immediately and send Ryan home with full pay. He was really getting to like this young man .

"Now I'll briefly show you round my apartment and then we're done for today". Andrew got up and walked to the door with Ryan following him.

"Right here on the left is the kitchen. There is the coffee machine; here the fridge; this is the cutlery drawer; the glasses are in this cupboard and the next cupboard has the plates in it. Over here is the guest room. Tomorrow this room will be for your exclusive use. You can also take a few minutes break in it if you need while you are serving my guests. Tomorrow this room will be the only room that is locked so you can really have a short break away from my guests. Every hour you can take 10 minutes off. My office, and on the other side the bedroom, will both be used to put the guest's coats in. One more thing, here is a bathroom with toilet for the guests use. Do you have any questions?"

"I think that I have understood everything correctly. I will be here tomorrow at 18.30. Around 19.00 the guests will arrive to be greeted by myself bare-chested and in tight jeans. I am to take care of their coats, then first serve drinks followed by the light-bites prepared by the caterers. Later I am to swap the jeans for shorts and then Speedos while all the time offering either drinks or food to your guests. The guest room is basically my break room and my name will be just Steve tomorrow evening and I'll not let the guest get the upper hand with me." Ryan laughed and Andrew laughed with him.

"Exactly, and I'll know by the end of the party tomorrow night whether the whole was idea stupid, or if someday I can have a repeat performance", Andrew said.

"As you will have noticed I like to talk a lot ... maybe that's got something to do with my profession, but wait ...... I still have something important to tell you. Today many people have mobile phones with built-in cameras. Knowing my guests as I do, I am certain that one or the other of them is bound to try to take either openly or undercover photos or even a little video of you as you walk around. This I am unable to prevent. Towards the end when you are finally in your very tight underwear or Speedos serving my guests please feel free to wear sunglasses and perhaps a cap that covers part of your face so that you cannot be recognized easily. Such pictures and videos end up quickly on the Internet these days and can possibly screw up one's career.

Six months ago I had a one night stand with a man. After we had sex I got up and asked him if he wanted something to drink. To me it looked as if he was just checking his text messages, but he was actually taking some full frontal nude photos of me. A day later he thanked for the lovely evening by email and attached a photo of me totally naked. I was totally shocked and handed the whole matter over to my lawyer to prevent the man from publishing any photos of me on the internet. The possibilities with today's technology are endless, but they are also abused by some shameless people", Andrew explained.

"Okay, thanks ... I'll bring a pair of sunglasses and a hat that I have then I can decide what to do. I must go now, okay? "

"Yes, of course", replied Andrew.

Andrew gave Ryan the agreed $100 for some sexy swimming briefs, and said to Ryan, "If something comes up and you can't make it, please call me to let me know well ahead of time as I shall have to get another young man to stand in for you."

"Okay, but I think you'll be seeing me tomorrow at 18.30 ... bye for now".

"Bye", said Andrew.

Ryan had found Andrew a very interesting guy. He seemed to talk about things openly and had a direct way about him. Okay, he talked a bit too much, but what he said was interesting.

Ryan wondered what to buy for $100. He thought that he would find something suitable for about 60 to 70 dollars and then he would be able to pocket the $30 or $40 left over, and treat it as extra payment for the job. He was going to enjoy looking and shopping for clothes. It was now a very fashionable thing to do, but it was a luxury that rather rarely came his way.

The next day Ryan arrived on time at Andrew's apartment. An hour before he had even called Andrew and briefly confirmed that everything was okay and he would see him within the hour. After a short and warm welcome Andrew led Ryan into the guest room which was to serve as Ryan's private `staff room' for the evening so that Ryan could to drop his things off on the bed in there.

On his little shopping spree in town Ryan had found in a second-hand clothes shop a rather nice pair of tight fitting jeans that were a perfect fit for his body. The other things that he had purchased were also used, but they all looked brand new. He had been very pleased with his purchases, especially as he had saved $42 out of the $100 Andrew had given him.

Standing there looking at his reflection in the full-length wall mirror in the guest room Ryan idly put his hand together to push his arm outwards to stretch his upper body and chest before slowly lifting his arms to remove his T-shirt. He then rubbed his chest lightly with baby oil. He was pleased with the effect. It was something he had once seen done on television in a documentary about strippers.

Ryan was in a good mood as he walked topless towards the kitchen in his very tight jeans. Andrew was in the kitchen waiting for Ryan to appear. He had already got the glasses and plates ready. The food that had been delivered by the caterers looked very tasty.

When Ryan appeared Andrew noted Ryan's eyes immediately alighted on the food ... he had a big grin all over his face.

Andrew said, "I known what's on your mind ... yes ... there is more than enough there for everybody so you can eat what you want. Just be careful that you do not eat so much that you end up with an upset stomach. Incidentally, the same goes for the drinks. You must not drink any alcohol while the guests are still here.

I also see you have oiled your upper body ... good idea, but you've missed the small of your back."

"I have? ... oh ... I didn't notice that as I couldn't see properly in the mirror ... could you maybe help me by rubbing some on there? ... I'll quickly go and get the baby oil from my room."

Ryan was soon back, and gave Andrew the bottle of oil. Andrew rubbed his hands together in front of the young man to warm his cold hands before touching and rubbing some more oil into Ryan's muscular back. Ryan felt fantastic under Andrew's light but firm touch as he massaged the oil into Ryan's back. Even this simple physical bodily contact between the two was much more exciting than they had expected. Andrew also rubbed some of the oil into the young man's neck. It reminded him of what always happened when he was lying on his back with his regular masseuse.

This little `interval' was a very pleasant experience for both of them. However the magic was suddenly shattered by the door bell being rung otherwise it would probably have lasted much longer.

"Oh, here comes the first of the guests. Would you please welcome them at the door and take care of their coats", Andrew said with a slightly fogged voice.

Ryan quickly went to the door to greet the first guests to arrive. "Oh, that's a nice surprise I wonder where Andrew found him," said a woman who came accompanied by two men.

"He found me on the open job market ... I was looking for a temporary job. For just this one night I shall be serving his guests as his waiter dressed as Andrew wants. By the way you may call me, Steve", Ryan said.

Ryan now had his work cut out. He took care of the guests coats as they arrived taking them to one of the two rooms, and with a tray of drinks he had to work his way through the room asking all the guests what they wanted to drink and then turning back to welcome and attend to more newly arrived guests. Andrew was satisfied. Ryan was doing his job well and the guests seemed to love him.

After some time both Andrew and Ryan happened to be in the kitchen together and Andrew had a chance to have a quick word with Ryan.

"So Ryan, all the guests are now here and I guess after all your hard work so far you're all anxious to drink something and have a snack. You can now take your break. After that I would then like you serve the guests in your shorts. I guess that you are happy with that? Why don't you take something to drink and eat to your room and change before you come back out", Andrew said.

"Sure ... that's OK with me ... thank you!"

In Ryan's break Andrew and the guests served themselves. A few of his guests were curious and wanted to know more about Ryan, but Andrew told them only that he hired him on a job board over the internet solely as a waiter.

After about 12 minutes Andrew heard an "ahhhhh" sound from some of his guests. Ryan had finished his break and some of the guests he had seen him go into the kitchen in his shorts. Andrew grinned. A few minutes later Ryan appeared with a tray of drinks in the lounge. In a flash all eyes were on him. Even Andrew had to take a second look at his young man ... he looked stunning. In addition to changing in his break Ryan must have done a few sit ups. His muscles where more defined than before the break and glistened under the effect of the oil. The shorts were well cut and sexy. The young man had shown good taste in his choice. His muscular legs were now only slightly covered at their very tops.

A few of the guests slid their camera phones out of their pockets ready to take a few shots if the opportunity arose. All the guests were in a very jovial mood and after about half an hour some guests even had pictures taken of themselves together with Ryan while they put an arm around his waist.

Andrew waited in the kitchen for Ryan to appear in there and when he did he asked him, "Is everything all right so far. I hope are you surviving all this? "

"Yes it's fine so far. Now and then I feel a hand on my butt or my thighs while I am serving, but it's all harmless fun and I am not worried about it. I am enjoying myself as well as earning some much needed cash", Ryan replied.

"Great, but it may not remain that way. If someone over steps the mark or you need help being bailed out of a tricky situation, then please give me a signal. The best way is if you move your thumb down. If everything is OK then it's thumbs up. Otherwise to escape any potential problems you can always retreat at any time for a few minutes to your room to let any over eager guest cool off for a bit", Andrew suggested to Ryan.

The party had already been underway for almost two hours. The guests were all enjoying themselves very much. It was time for Ryan's next break and another change of clothes. Andrew was excited to see what Ryan had chosen to wear next. He was now walking around the lounge and the apartment with his little compact camera taking a few photos of his guests. When Ryan returned from his break he also wanted to take some photos of Ryan to provide a few nice memories of the evening and his little waiter. He had no doubt that the other guests would want to do the same. He had already warned Ryan that during the evening, but especially now, there would be a lot of photos taken of him. Ryan had not seemed concerned about it.

Again, Ryan's return to his duties was announced by a loud "Ohhhhh" by virtually every one of the guests as he quickly walked into the kitchen from his room. A short time later Ryan reappeared in the living room holding a tray of drinks. Andrew and some of the other guests breath was completely taken away; they were almost speechless. Ryan was wearing an extremely brief tight figure hugging swim briefs. It was obvious to all who cared to look that he had his penis facing downwards even though there was not much room to do so inside the fabric. It had the effect of creating a massive bulge in his brief swimwear. His two big testicles could be clearly seen to the right and left of his penis. Andrew thought to himself, `thank God he has followed my advice and worn a large pair of mirrored sunglasses'. Ryan's magnificent body could now be admired by everyone. Again, some guests were photographed with Ryan standing at their side. Also now came the lewd remarks from some of the guests ... "I wouldn't mind if he peels some of that fabric down and bears a bit more" ... "I hope we get to see some more of that meat tonight" ... "maybe Steve's a stripper" ... "I wouldn't mind having a bit of that" ... "does it also go upwards?", and such things.

"His tail seems to be a little too big for his briefs. Perhaps we should free the young man from the pain he must be in. We should get him to take off his briefs", one of the guests said so loudly that everyone heard, and almost all laughed out loud. Now, Andrew offered to intervene.

"Dear friends, Steve is not a stripper. You will see no more of his body tonight. I only hired him as a waiter to serve drinks and food."

The guests expressed their displeasure by groaning loudly, "What a shame ... shame, shame ... boo ... boo!"

"You whet our appetite, and then you stop the show before the grand finale. This is rubbish ... boo, boo!", they carried on.

The resentment of the guests was growing stronger. Their mood was changing; they were unhappy. Andrew raced to Ryan and told him, "You better go to your room while I try and settle them down."

When Ryan left the room one of the guests came up to Andrew, "Why cant the young man take off his swim trunks? Young people nowadays take it' out all the time". One woman yelled out, "I'd like to see everything that kid has got. I want to know whether the young man really has a big prick or not. I hope he's not got any padding down there because that bulge in the front of his briefs looks very promising. Is that just a pair of socks he has stuffed down there or is it the real thing". Loud laughter followed from the assembled throng.

Andrew turned on them saying, "Firstly, what you are suggesting is not included in what I agreed with Steve, and secondly, it is not taken into account in what I am paying him. I'm not willing to pay him extra to do what you are suggesting. Steve and I have an agreement and I consider myself an honest man, and that is all I have to say."

"No problem Andrew, well make an additional agreement with the young man between him and us. Well put a deal together. We all want to know what Steve really has inside his tiny swimming briefs. We also think a little bit of touching would add to the pleasure of everyone involved. So I`ll put down $100 on the table here and now. I hope everyone else does the same thing", said the spokesman.

Some of the guests contributed a further $100 to the fund, but others put in only $50.

"Okay, Andrew please count up what we have collected, and then go and speak to Steve and ask him whether he is willing to continue to entertain us in a little more raunchy style. You know what I mean."

Andrew was not thrilled about all this. If he was unlucky then the whole evening would end in as a total fiasco. He took the money and went to see Ryan who was waiting quietly in the guest room for something to happen.

He spoke with Ryan briefly. He explained the situation and advised him not to accept the offer.

"How much is the total?", Ryan wanted to know. "It comes to a grand sum of $2,500", Andrew said.

"Huh ... phew ... a very lot of money," said Ryan.

"It is not enough money for what these people are going to demand of you. You do not know all of the things they will want from you and to do with you. When this crowd gets worked up and excited they will be capable of almost anything. This could easily get out of control very quickly ... and I mean big time. I will stand by the amount I agreed to pay for your work tonight, and I'll give you an additional $100 if you get dressed and go home now", Andrew said to Ryan.

"But I need the money." Ryan said.

"You are making a big mistake. However you are old enough to look after yourself and to make your own decisions. If you agree to play this risky game then you should do it properly. What we need to do is to make the optimum money for you here", said Andrew clearly worried.

"What do you mean?" Ryan wanted to know.

"You should auction off your tiny swimming briefs. They will die for them. You'd have to take them off in front of them, and anyway I think they are not quite your style. You are not a show-off type of person; in fact personally I think you are rather reserved. You only bought them to look sexy in tonight so you can afford to get rid of them as long as you get a good price.

While I would prefer you to go home now; if you are intent on staying to make some additional funds I say why not auction them off for as much as you can get for them", Andrew said.

"That's a great idea Andrew; the auction I mean. The money I get will be very useful for me right now", said Ryan.

Andrew gave him the money. "I will inform the guests, but remember you must not do anything you are uncomfortable with. I will not be able to do anything to help you once all this begins. Always try your best to keep the upper hand with all of them. Tell them in no uncertain terms should they go beyond you limits; be firm, when the show is over it is finished. Ryan you have to be like a lion tamer in the circus you must crack the whip and always be in control so they do not ever gain the upper hand. "

Andrew went ahead, while Ryan adjusted his hat low over his face. He is also put on his sunglasses.

"Dear friends, Ryan has accepted your offer. However, I have negotiated a bonus for some lucky guest. Ryan on this occasion just for you is willing to auction off his tiny swimming briefs to the highest bidder before he strips them off before you all." The guests applauded loudly and roared with delight at the mere prospect of forthcoming spectacle. Again, they were content.

Ryan entered the living room and everyone again gasped at his lithe oiled body covered in only the smallest pair of swimming briefs.

All the guests could hardly contain themselves with excitement. Their individual anticipation of what they were about to see rose with unbounded fervour to new and greater heights. They could hardly contain themselves waiting to get a glimpse of Ryan's fine specimen of manhood that they could all clearly see concealed snugly within the tiny pouch of Ryan's small swimming briefs. Soon, all was going to be revealed to them in its full naked glory right there immediately in front of their very own eyes.

Most of cell phones were pointing at Ryan with some taking photos and others in the video mode. The auction was completed quickly, and another $500 was added to Ryan's fund.

The woman who had purchased the tiny swimming briefs began to speak, "As the winning bidder I want to receive the Speedos from Steve himself, and of course they need to be removed nice and slowly by me."

Andrew looked anxiously at Ryan. Ryan saw the worried look etched on Andrew's face, and gave him the thumb up signal. Andrew knew that Ryan had agreed.

... To be continued ...

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