I sighed, “I don’t want to hear why it can’t be done, get your ass back out there and figure it out. Damn it Dave, we have to have this project done in 10 days, and my boss doesn’t want to hear any more excuses.”
Dave threw his hands up, “fine, what the hell do want me do then, I don’t have the materials to do it the right way.”
I ran my hands through my hair, “I’ll give the lumber yard a call and try to light a fire under them again, just please do what you can until I get the materials here.”
He nodded, “ok, and Brian, you need to chill out before you have a heart attack.”
I spent the rest of the morning calling suppliers until I was able to track down the materials we needed.
I have worked for the Highland Construction Company for the last five years, and six months ago I began training to be the newest site foreman. This was my first solo job, and I was trying my best to make a good first impression on my boss and prove that they made the right choice when they promoted me. We were remodeling a retail space in a strip mall, it was due to open in 2 weeks. We had to complete our work at least 4 or 5 days before opening so the owner had time to bring in their merchandise. We were now officially at crunch time. I was spending all of my time pushing my crew and checking my watch every time they took a break or ate lunch. I was trying my best to help out wherever I could, and work right beside them every day, but it never failed, as soon as I started doing anything, my phone would ring. A subcontractor was going to be late, the customer had a change they wanted to make, or the boss wanted an update.
By the end of every phone call, I wanted to throw my phone across the room. My crew sensed my frustration and would all make comments, you need to relax, don’t be suck a prick, one even suggested that I get laid to relieve some pressure. To my crew’s credit, they worked hard and by the start of the week that we were to be done with the project, things were on schedule. On our final day, we had just finished taking the last of our tools out to our trucks and giving the store a final cleaning. My boss and the customer pulled up to do a walk through to make sure everything was satisfactory. I sent my crew out to have their coffee break while I followed my boss around, taking notes.
An hour later, my boss patted my back, “good job Brian, knock out that list and you and your crew can have the rest of the day off.” I walked out to join my crew.
Dave looked at me, “well?”
I smiled as I held up a very short list of items we needed to fix or finish. I said, “we should be able to finish this in less than an hour, then we can have the rest of the day off with pay.”
Dave chuckled, “I told you to relax, we got your back.” Followed by the rest of my crew agreeing with Dave.
I said, “yeah, I know. I should have trusted all of you, I know you care and are good at what you do. I really appreciate all your hard work and I promise, I will try to be more relaxed on our next job.”
That’s when Mike, one of the other members of my crew, stepped forward and handed me an envelope.
I asked, “what’s this?”
Mike said, “it just a little something from us to make sure you are more relaxed for the next job.” There was a round of laughter from the entire crew.
I opened the envelope to find a gift card for the Midtown Spa, I looked at Mike, he smiled, “it’s for a massage, we paid for the deluxe package.”
I shook my head, “thanks guys, again, I am sorry for being such an ass. Now let’s knock out this list so we can all go home.”
Less than an hour later we were headed back to the shop and all the guys were headed to the bar for a beer, it was Friday, and they all got an early start to their weekend. They invited me along, but I declined, I had some paperwork to finish before I was done for the day.
I went home and plopped down on my couch after I pulled a bottle of beer from my fridge. I opened my beer and opened the envelope, I really did need to relax a bit and treat my guys better. They were a good crew and knew what they were doing, I just needed to make sure they had the tools and the supplies that they needed, and they would make me look good. I looked at the card and thought a massage would feel good right now. I broke up with my girlfriend almost a year ago, with training to take over my own crew and then starting that first job, I hadn’t had time for much of a social life. Maybe they were right, I did need to get laid. I finished my beer, took a shower and called a few friends and headed out to the bar. While I had a nice time, I sadly returned home and went to bed alone.
The next Monday we started a new job and so far, I have remained true to my word, and have been trying to stay calm. As the first subcontractor gave me the first delay of the project, my stress level began to rise. I pulled that gift card from my wallet and dialed the number listed and I made an appointment for the following Saturday afternoon.
I have never had a professional massage before, so I wasn’t sure what to expect. After lunch, I took a shower and drove to the Midtown Spa. I checked in with a very pleasant young lady and gave her the gift card. She smiled at me and told me to have a seat, someone would take me back to one of the rooms in a few minutes. Another very attractive women led me down the hall, stopping at the last door.
She smiled, “you can disrobe and lay on the table, Sasha will be with you shortly.”
I shyly asked, “do I undress completely? I’m sorry, I have never done this before.”
She remained professional, “just remove as much clothing as you are comfortable with, but most of our customers say they get the most out of their massage when they are nude. I can assure you that we are very respectful of our clients wishes.”
I was still nervous, she had given me a towel to wrap around my waist, so I decided to make the most out of this experience. I removed all of my clothes, wrapped myself in the towel and sat on the edge of the table in the center of the room. My heart skipped a beat when I heard the doorknob start to turn. I was shocked when a man walked into the room, he closed the door behind him as he turned to me with a big smile. I don’t know why, but I assumed that a women would be giving me my massage, if I wasn’t nervous already, I certainly was now.
He looked at his clipboard, “Hi Brian, I am Sasha, I will be giving you your massage today. Oh, I see you are getting the deluxe package.”
I froze as I stared at Sasha, he was at least 6’ tall and the tight shirt he was wearing clung to his large muscular chest and huge biceps. His long, jet-black hair was pulled back in a ponytail, his coffee brown eyes sparkled as he smiled at me. His dark skin and slight accent indicated he was of middle eastern decent, he would later tell me his family was from India, although he was born in the US. I had never thought of another man as attractive before, but for some reason, Sasha suddenly changed that.
He held his large hand out, we shook hands as I stammered, “nice to meet you.”
He set the clipboard on the counter on the far wall and turned back to me, “so, is there anything in particular that you want me to work on today?”
I swallowed hard, “um no, I have just been a little tense lately.”
He flashed that killer smile again and said, “very good, you can lay on your stomach on the table, and we can get started. Since you have the deluxe package, it is your choice if you want me to take off my shirt.”
I was confused, I croaked, “whatever you want is fine with me.” Why would he ask if I wanted him to take his shirt off? Before I could lay across the table, he was hanging his shirt on the hook on the back of the door. He turned back toward me, Jesus Christ, he was ripped. I consider myself to be in pretty good shape due to the nature of my work, but I looked like a skinny little runt next to Sasha. His broad chest and six pack abs were covered in a sexy coat of the same black hair that adorned his head. As I lay down, I saw he was wearing shorts, and his thick legs were covered with fur as well. Once I was in position, Sasha pulled the towel from under me and draped it over my bare ass. When he turned to obtain a bottle of oil, I quickly adjusted my cock and balls, as the removal of the towel shifted them into an uncomfortable position.
He squirt some oil on my shoulders and back and started to rub as he began to make some small talk. He was asking me about my work and hobbies, I was trying to answer between moans. I am sure I sounded like an idiot. His hands were amazing, I was really starting to relax as Sasha was hitting all the right spots. I closed my eyes and started to sort of zone out as he worked from my shoulders and down to my lower back. He moved on to my legs, starting at the top and worked his way to my feet, the right leg first, then the left. As he returned to my back, I suddenly began to panic, at some point, my cock had swollen, and I had a full-blown erection. Damn it, if Sasha kept touching me like this, I was going to cum. I was trying to think of anything else to get my dick to return to an unaroused state.
Sasha said, “wow, you were right, you sure are tense. Just relax and let me work these knots out.”
I tried to respond, but a moan was the only sound I could muster, I think I heard Sasha chuckle.
He said, “ok, why don’t you roll over so I can work on your chest.”
I began to panic, my pole was still hard as rock. I saw Sasha turn away to grab the oil again, so I turned over quickly and adjusted the towel as I tried to hold my dick against my stomach. He turned back around rubbing his hands together, he started to rub my chest.
He said, “go ahead and put your arms to your side.”
I felt the heat rush to my face as a tent suddenly popped up as I let go of my dick. Sasha of course noticed and chuckled, “it’s ok Brian, it’s a natural response.”
I muttered, “sorry.” He started working over my chest again, I watched his muscles flex as he did. Shit, this was not helping the swelling in my manhood. Once he had my chest oiled up, he moved onto my legs, again working one, then the other. He continued working my legs and was soon headed toward my upper thigh and his hand was now under my towel. I flinched when I felt Sasha brush across my nuts, I opened my eyes and looked up at him, he had a slight grin on his face as our eyes met.
He said, “you did pay for the deluxe package, I don’t think we need this towel anymore.”
I gasped as he threw the towel to the side and immediately began to stroke my cock with one hand and fondle my nuts with the other. He really did have magical hands and he knew how to use them to give maximum pleasure. I closed my eyes again as I let out a deep breath, I was suddenly having an out of body experience. It was like I was floating above watching Sasha work over my dick and balls. My eyes sprung open when I felt Sasha let go of my cock and replace his hand with his warm, wet mouth. He was just as talented with his tongue as he was with his hands. I was frozen as Sasha was bobbing up and down on my pole, still massaging my cum-filled balls. He must have sensed that he had me close to orgasm, he released my cock from his mouth and started to slowly stroke me again. I was so lost in the moment that I didn’t notice that Sasha had dropped his shorts. He let go of my balls and guided my hand to his hard manhood. I didn’t even try to resist, he had some sort of spell on me and I just followed his lead and wrapped my hand around him. My fingers didn’t meet, his cock was so thick. Sasha smiled as I started to stroke him, he was about the same length as me, but I am sure he was twice as thick. I was in for my next surprise when he leaned down and started to kiss me. Once again, I was under his spell and kissed him back while I continued to stroke him. I was still putty in his hands when he broke our kiss and moved up so that his cock was right in front of my face. It was the first time I had ever seen an uncut cock, not that I have seen a lot of cocks in my life. I opened my mouth as he moved closer and fed me his one-eyed monster, I could barely open my mouth wide enough. Sasha then climbed up on the table with his cock above my face, he went back down on me, and we were soon feasting on each other’s poles. Just before I was ready to cum, he got off the table and told me to get on my hands and knees. I blindly obeyed as Sasha started to pull on my dick and milk me like a cow. He then put his free hand on my ass and spread my cheeks and ran his tongue across my hole, causing me to flinch. I took a deep breath he kept licking my ass, I had never had anyone touch my ass, let alone lick it. It felt amazing. I kept my ass in the air as I laid my head on the table. Just when I didn’t think I could take anymore, Sasha climbed on the table, and I felt his cock rubbing along my crack.
I looked over my shoulder in fear, Sasha smiled and said, “relax, I’ll go slow, and you just stop me if it gets to be too much.”
I had trusted him this far and I was too far gone to stop now, I just nodded. He used the oil on my hole and to coat his dick as I braced myself for his invasion. I winced as he penetrated the first ring of muscle, Sasha paused to give my hole time to adjust to his girth. I felt the pain subside and soon the pleasure took over, in my wildest imagination, I would have never thought having a dick in my ass could feel this good. I was soon pushing back and impaling myself on Sasha as he held my hips and thrust forward. Before long, I felt a churning in my nuts, I gave my cock one final stroke and unloaded my seed onto the table below me. Sasha thrust in a few more times, then pulled out as shot his jizz all over my ass. He climbed off the table and walked to the front so that we could share a long passionate kiss. I still couldn’t believe I was kissing another man.
Sasha smiled, “so have I relieved your stress?”
I nodded, “yeah, I guess so, I do feel pretty relaxed right now.”
He chuckled, “good, I’m glad I could help. There are fresh towels on that shelf, take as much time as you need to dress. I certainly hope you come back that next time you are stressed.”
I watched Sasha get dressed and said, “yes, I will. Thank you.”
I was still trying to wrap my head around what had happened as he walked out the door. I couldn’t believe I enjoyed having sex with another man so much. It had never crossed my mind before that I would even want to do something like that, but I must admit, I hadn’t been this relaxed in a long time.
I got to work on the following Monday, as we were getting started with the day, Mike asked, “so have you been able to use that gift card yet?”
I nodded, “yep, I used it Saturday, thanks again guys, I really do appreciate it.”
Dave asked, “oh, did you get you get Cindy, she is awesome.”
I said, “no, I think it was her day off.”
He said, “if you didn’t get Cindy, who did you get? I got Pam one time, she was good too, but not as good as Cindy.”
I shook my head, “no I didn’t get Pam.”
Dave persisted, “who did you get?”
I sighed, “I think they were new, their name was Sasha.”
One of the others said, “Sasha, sounds exotic, how was it?”
I smiled, “it was very relaxing, now let’s get to work.”
Mike walked by, winked at me, and whispered, “Sasha is good, isn’t he? That’s why I requested him when I paid for the massage.”
The End.
