I am a waiter in London in a busy up market lounge bar our uniform in tight black trousers and white shirt.
a few weeks ago a well dressed man in a suit was sittig with his two friends. THe man was in his 20s, very cute, and kept looking at me. every time I went over near their table I kept getting eyed.
After an hour or so the guy spoke to me after ordering drinks, he called me boy, which I liked. I called him SIR more often than I normally would.
He told me that he really thought I suited my uniform and that he thought all good looking young waiters should wear skin tight trousers, but I was far too cheeky in pants so tight. As he was leaving he tipped me and folded in the tenner I found a note. It was a mobile tel number. It simple said BOY CALL ME .
A few days later I got around to calling and was told to call back, I didnt but got a text message asking when I had a day off. I replied and was simply texted an address and a time. the day before i was off there was another short text that read WEAR THOSE THIN SKIN TIGHT SERVENTS TROUSERS BOY . i was shy, nervous, uneasy.
i rang the bell and the young man opened the door,
hi, im mike
you are only the boy, call me sir, he smiled,
yes sir, sorry sir
i was ushed into the kitchen where my self appointed master was having coffee i made my way to a stool and began to make polte conversation
i think you will be more comfortable standing, take off your jacket
i removed the short denim jacket
he did not speak to me i stood there in silence and finally clasper my hands behind me
i have never seen a servent more appropriately dressed, you have the _s_e_x_iest buttocks, the tightest thinnest pants, he watched me, then finally stood up and tenderly inspected me.
you are such a tease to the girls and the boys, but you know that waiter don't you
thats why a servent displays himself lie this, those firm round buttocks, that tight bulging package
im going to trash you boy, do you understand
i whispered in obesience my head bowed.
boys like you somply need a firm thrashing on those firm tight cheeks, shoeing them off you brat i'm going to have you report to me regularly, understand? sir, thank you yes sir, i murmered.
my skin tight pants were very thin, and the master passed his fingersd dowm the seam feeling and teasing where my servent slit was throbbing.
he spent a long time keeping me waiting, admiring the stiffening in my very thin threadbare trousers. there was a ring at the door bell and a cute young guy arrived, tight faded jeans about 22, he smiled and sat down.
Jason has come to see you get your first lesson, hes never seen a caning before boy, just feel how this waiter fills his trousers Jas. they laughed and chatted to eachother about my thighs, my tightly packed balls and the firm erection in the ohhhh sooo skin tight trousers.
boy bring us two coffees into the sitting room
without question i made some coffee and served the master and his friend
then i was told to stand facing the wall legs apart head bowed.
my eye caught the leather couch and my heart pounded i saw a long thin bamboo cane. i shivered and the master smiled while jason gently felt the firm round buttocks of the servent silently waiting
great bottom babe, what a perfect ass
yes said my master as he saw jason stiffening in his tight levis
so the following monday evening i go