CFNM Randy Summers St Patrick's Day Bartender.
(I still have the green hat in the closet)
A few weeks before St. Patrick's Day, I got a call from a gal who had seen my CFNM Party planning website.
She was doing a St. Pat's party and wanted something special and more titillating for her guests. It was going to be a mixed party of men and women and she wanted to be sure that I did that sort of thing. If you have read any of my stories you know that I am glad to perform naked in almost any circumstance. I am mostly straight but the exhibitionist in me enjoys mixed groups.
There would be food, corned beef sandwiches and such, lots of green beer and drinks made with Midori or Crème De Menthe and even Margaritas (with a bit more green food coloring), even a bit of Irish music mixed in with more generic dance music.
To add to the fun she had green masks and party hats and lots or green Mardi Gras style beads. There were even some novelty items like green plastic backscratchers and shamrock key chains as party favors.
She was planning the evening to get a bit more risqué later, and wanted me to plan my wardrobe to be a "reveal". That is to start fully dressed in an appropriate themed costume, and lose pieces as the evening wore on. She encouraged me to be as inventive and erotic as I wished in my costume choices for the latter part of the evening.
I had time to shop online and find some fun stuff for the party. It isn't easy finding green thongs and such, but I managed. It also gave me some time to use plenty of self tanning moisturizer. I don't like being too pale when I work in the nude. I also try to do a few barbell exercises to "pump" my arms and chest a bit before heading to a party.
I arrived the evening of the party to set up, finding that the caterer had done most of that...I would only need to bartend and waiter a bit by passing around trays of food.
To start the evening I was wearing green slacks with green suspenders, a green vest, no shirt, a green bow tie, green felt hat and an arm garter with a shamrock. I also had on a green thong and a pair of sheer green shorts under the green slacks.
As promised there was plenty of food and drink and as guests arrived things were off to a good start. The hostess (her name was actually Patty...how appropriate) and I had pre-arranged that she would tell her guests that we had been dating a bit and I had agreed to help with the party. She figured if the crowd thought I was something of a "fuck buddy" she would have a good excuse to flirt and fondle me during the evening. That way I could also take more breaks and perhaps dance with her and some of the other guests if they so desired.
Sure enough, as the guests started to get a bit lubricated, my hostess decided to start the fun. We were dancing and she decided it was time for me to start stripping. As we danced, she unbuttoned my vest and removed it, exposing my bare chest and suspenders. She admonished me in front of the company to get back to the bar and make some more drinks. This actually helped me fill my tip jar a bit faster.
I returned to my "duties" making cocktails and passing plates of food. A few of her girlfriends found excuses to touch my chest, arms or butt as I worked around the room.
My hostess came over to the bar and announced to the crowd that she thought that my skin was looking a bit dry. She produced a bottle of baby oil and led me to the center of the room. She sensuously lowered my suspenders and proceeded to drizzle oil on me. This is always a big turn-on for me, and I could tell that while some of the guests were a bit uncomfortable, many were enjoying the sight.
We actually kissed and "made out" a bit while she coated me with oil, which was very erotic. She turned me around, slapped my butt and had me go back to my bartending.
I continued making more drinks and flirting with the party guests. Several of the gals managed to cop a feel of my oiled chest while ordering drinks. This was also very good for my tip jar. Patty came up to the bar with one of her girlfriends, Sue, and while I was refilling their drinks they were chatting.
"Randy is kinda cute. I didn't know you were dating."
"Not so much dating as the occasional booty call."
"Oh. So you two aren't really a couple or anything. I was just wondering. You usually go for men with dark hair." Sue was eyeing my glistening Pecs and abs.
"Well, the attraction is that Randy has one of the biggest cocks I've ever seen."
"Is it REALLY?
Patty was running her hands around my chest and abs and flicking my nipples. "I think it must be 9 or 10 inches, very slim and straight."
There was a bit of a lineup of guests at the bar as this was going on and I was attempting to get drinks made.
Both gals had come behind the bar and were running their hands on me as they talked. I felt the blood starting to flow to my groin. Listening to two women talking about my dick was starting to get me hard.
Some of the other lady guests had overheard the discussion about my equipment and were lingering at the bar even after I had refreshed their drinks. One of the gals asked "Can we see it?"
With that Patty went for the front of my slacks, unzipped them and pulled them down. There was a general groan of disappointment to see that I was wearing sheer green shorts and my privates were covered by a green thong.
Sue laughed. "Patty you bitch. You knew I couldn't resist!"
"That's right...I know you too well. You love cock!"
"Does this mean I don't get to see it? 'cause that sucks!"
Several other ladies chimed in to repeat that sentiment.
"Randy is VERY playful. We'll see what the evening brings."
Sue and several of the other ladies looked very determined to get a look at all my "goods".
As I served more drinks and made the rounds with a food tray I noticed that the guests, the ladies in particular were staring at my thong. It had a special feature, a built-in elastic cock ring of sorts that pushed my cock and balls very forward, making me look big and hard even when I wasn't. I seemed to be producing the desired effect. The excitement of all these women staring at my crotch helped my thong bulge even more. I was indeed starting to feel very playful.
Sue asked me to dance. She was cute and blonde and buxom, which I like a lot. They were playing a slow song, so Sue used it as an excuse to rub against me, stroking my butt and rubbing against my crotch, which was swollen from the attention. As we swayed, she began toying with the waistband of the sheer shorts, and quickly pulled them down. This put her at eye level with my now very bulging thong.
"Wow!" she said as she grabbed hold of my cock and balls and gave a firm squeeze.
Some of the other gals laughed and a few applauded. Some of the men looked uncomfortable, some envious.
She even gave my package a few tugs, which made it swell even more.
Patty interrupted her recreation.
"Now, now Sue, I did ask Randy here to help with the party."
