Date: Mon, 11 Apr 2005 06:20:39 -0700 (PDT)
From: deepak salwan <bubbles150285@yahoo.com>
Subject: Humiliated by Big Brother (sir)  PART THREE

Part Three -- Night Gets out of Hand

     All the preparations are made well. Kris had
inspected them personally, and he liked it. There was
just about an hour left for the party, so the entire
staff was ready and so was Raj, who was a waiter for
that party.
     Kris got ready, looking handsome in his gray
suit, and was awaiting the guests, which he would
personally welcome at the entrance of the hall. All
the waiters, including his kid bro, Raj, looked smart
in their white-tuxedo waiter uniforms along with white
gloves & a white napkin around the wrist, that would
add to the immaculate style that Kris had been famous
for, as always.
     The guests began coming to the hall, and the
waiters began their job. Raj was summoned by his
brother, whom he had to address as "sir", because he
was the master at the moment and was told that he had
to do whatever ordered to, or else he knew what would
happen, in a rather alarming and strict tone. Being
the sweet, simple, and now subservient boy he was, he
just said, "yes", not forgetting the "sir" that he had
learnt to address his elder brother as.
     Now nearly everyone had arrived, and the waiters
including Raj, had started serving the guests. Raj
knew that it was a gay party, as usual. There were no
ladies to be seen, and absolutely no kids.
     The party drew into the midnight and was getting
a bit tired down, the dance floor, (stag dance, of
course) was nearly empty and the conversations died
down. The waiters lingered on serving the masters.
Raj, of course had to be present, as were his brothers
wishes.
      The alcohol and the night were making a few guys
horny, rather hornier than they were. Kris was a great
host and had made preparations for everything. He had
seen to it that his special waiter, "his brother" had
a sexy appearance, that would turn on his desperate
friends as he would be summoned to entertain them at
that gala party.
     Kris summoned his waiter, Raj and also another
"special" boy, who was a male prostitute, but was
portraying a role of a waiter in the party. He was
very cute and handsome, fair, black hair, clear
complexion, fairly good height, courteous and well
spoken. No one would have ever imagined him to be what
he was. He just looked like a stylish upper-class
waiter. But that was not the case, and people were to
know it soon.
    The special waiter, Raj and the male prostitute,
Carl, came to their master to do what was their "real"
job, that night, apart from the simple waiting.
    Both of them were ordered to sit on the floors on
their knees and begin performing their job that they
were meant to. The guy in whose honor the party was
being thrown, was very horny, and he came out of the
circle, that the friends were standing in and stood in
front of Raj.
    Raj was quite embarrassed to do what he was
supposed to, in front of so many guys, but when his
bro ordered him to get going, he had no say and
started pleasing the handsome suited man to his best
capacity.
    He knew that his bro would like them to perform
well, specially his brother, as he knew his
capabilities well. So, here he was, a handsome
tuxedoed waiter, servicing another handsome suited
man, right in front of many other handsome hunks, in
the middle of a gala party.
    Raj bent on his knees, and opened the zipper of
the handsome tuxedoed "sir", in whose honor the party
was thrown, not forgetting to always respectfully
address him, and of course, thank him for giving him
the opportunity to serve him. Raj found him wearing a
black silk boxer short, making him look sexier with
his tux. Then, he opened his trouser button with his
teeth, making his chin dab against the male-package,
slowly, but surely getting the both of them hard.
Slowly, his trouser slipped down and then, was Raj's
turn to get to the actual job.
    The other waiter, who was a male prostitute and
had his profession of servicing and pleasuring men,
was providing great fun to the other handsome
upper-class gentleman as well. He was quick and
sensuous. He had sexily undressed him (the lower
part), although not fully, and was trying to be as
servile and sexy as he could. He knew that it was a
big party of the elite, and he showed his skills to
the fullest -- his skills as a waiter, and of course,
as a great sucker.
     Till then the kiddo was also trying to do a great
job, although he still found is extremely odd and
humiliating to do such a private job in front of so
many people. He had reached the undi, and now was
kissing the tool through it, slowly but gradually,
making it rock-hard. He continuously held the thighs
of the handsome guy, who was now without trousers,
with his gloved hands, making the guy, feel hotter and
hornier. It made him easier to ejaculate due to the
fabric slowly massaging his thighs and butt.
     The other guy was now getting on with it, as he
had removed the undi and now was beginning to get on
with the job. He had got the feeling of the gentleman,
as he had got the physical contact with him and was
aware of his emotions and feelings. He began
lubricating the tool and getting it to grow. He could
feel the excitement and arousal that man was being
provided with and was in a state of ecstasy, with his
eyes closed and he had begun moaning with pleasure. He
was getting close to it, but was trying to delay it as
he was continuously being served by the waiter's
saliva on his beautiful tool, and was surely in
seventh heaven.
     The kiddo had now got his lips to the awesome
tool of the sexy stud and was getting acquainted with
his odor. It was unlike his bro's; it was mustier and
smelt gross. But, he could not react or stop doing the
job as he was bound to do it. It was like a dick,
which was not washed or cleaned for a week or so. He
still continued taking it in, it was huge and nearly
chocked him. He started giving a slow, continuous,
in-out feeling to it, taking it in and then getting it
into a good speed, thereby helping it grow for the
climax.
     Till then, the professional waiter continued
serving the handsome tux guy and got him to the final
stage of ejaculating. He was in moans, that grew
louder and he was in a feeling as if he didn't bother
about the people present there. It was the final stage
and he was going to orgasm. It was a really heavenly
orgasm, just like a stream that seemed to just keep
flowing. The prostitute boy was experienced, but this
was too much for him, as he could not contain it in
his mouth as the speed kept increasing. A trail began
to flow from the edges of his mouth on to his black
tuxedo uniform coat and trousers, thereby staining
them. He was praised a applauded for the performance
and allowed to go in for a rest and to change over.
     Even the kiddo was going on well, and he too got
his share of the heavenly juice form the other suited
man. But he, due to the practice he had had for years,
took it in his mouth and swallowed it all cleanly, not
even letting a drop fall or spill on his uniform or
the floor. The performance was worth applauding and so
it did. The guys even whistled at the excellent and
clean show the young waiter, (Kris's brother, Raj) had
put on.