The Journey Of A Young And Broke College Student

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I was scrolling through my phone as I laid in my bed, passing the time until my economics class which was in about 20 minutes. I decided to look on craigslist to see if there were any job opening, since I’m a broke college student and would like to at least have a little fun. I looked for ones in my area that were part time and then I saw one I would consider doing, a masseuse. I had never formally been trained in massaging, but honestly how hard could it be. Rubbing down, hopefully some hot straight men, would not ruin my college experience. The pay looked okay, so I emailed the woman who owned the place and got an interview right away. I would meet them in about 2 hours which was right after my economics class, so I’m praying that I don’t have a lot of homework.

I decided to walk to class so I could get there a little bit early to talk to my professor about our project that’s due in two weeks. We have to make an entire PowerPoint on taxes with real life examples, and I was hoping to use filing my own taxes so I could kill two birds with one stone.

I left my building at approximately 11:30, so I was hoping to arrive for my class by 11:45 which would give me about 15 minutes to speak with my professor. The sun was shining so bright and it hit my skin so warmly, so I decided to take the more scenic route so I could at least say I enjoyed some of nature’s beauty today. I rounded a corner where there is a little stream and you can hear the water rustle and hear little birds chirping so delicately with each leaf falling to the ground.

The water’s sound was like heaven and I decided to twirl my fingers in the water to relax myself from the tribulations of college, even though there were not many. I looked at the water and saw the reflection of the trees behind me with a fish swimming through them as though the trees were an obstacle course. I heard footsteps behind me, and it was though a goddess was standing in front of me.

This man looked as though he was 6 foot 7, with broad shoulders that towered over me. His face was chiseled to perfection with a sharp jaw, with such a smooth, and young yet aged face. His lips were plump and pink, alluring me towards him. His eyes were crystal blue, more captivating than the water behind me. His body was more than I could take as he was only wearing shorts, with his shirt in his hand. He was cleanly shaved, and his pecs and abs were not intense but soft and enticing. The sweat dripped down him and all I wanted to do was lick it off of him.

I was pulled back into reality when I heard “what are you doing here”. I was unsure as to what this meant, responding with “Um, I was just wanting to see the water, it’s very peaceful out here. I’m sorry I can go.” This man spoke as though he were a poet “I was messing with you, it’s so tranquil out here with the sun shining.”

I didn’t know what else to do so I said, “well I’m going to head to class, bye.”
 

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I was so mad at myself that I didn’t stay and confess my love to this Greek soldier, but I really did need to go to class and talk to my professor. My professor was very excited that I had taken such an interest in my project and told me he would be happy to go over taxes with me if I needed any help. My professor was so kind and the horror stories I heard about professors scared me but all of mine had been very understanding and inquisitive.

Class begun and my professor went on about the horrors of the healthcare system, but something kept catching my eye. I looked to my left and about 10 seats to the left of me was the Greek soldier I had the pleasure to meet earlier. He kept eyeing me so I gave him a cynical look and he smiled back. I rolled my eyes and he gave a little bit of a chuckle. I knew I could not deal with him when class was over, but I knew he wouldn’t even want to talk to me. Before my professor even uttered the words to dismiss us I was already on my way out, hoping to not start a conversation.

I decided to treat myself by grabbing an iced coffee from Starbucks to regain fuel before I my big interview, scrounging up the few dollar bills I had left in my bag. Luckily the building was not too far from campus so I wouldn’t have to take a cab or an uber if I work.

When I reached the building, it was painted a light blue and had a sign that said open so I walked in. I went up to the front desk and asked for Mrs. Germania, and they told me to wait a minute in the waiting room and she would come get me.

After about five minutes Mrs. Germania introduced herself and led me to her office. She asked many questions ranging from what work I had done in the past, to which I responded, I worked at a pizza place as a waiter for about 3 years. She said “oh great then you must very good with customers. I do have to warn you that you will meet a lot of different personalities, so be prepared if you get hit on or if a client becomes intolerable.” I said “oh that’s fine, I know how to stand my ground.” She exclaimed “perfect! Can you start working tomorrow at 12?”. I said I would be happy too and with that I was now an employed college student, hooray.

The next day I decided to go to the gym and swim some laps in the pool so I could maintain the big butt that I had gotten from the years of swimming in high school. I was bout 5 foot 8 and was pretty toned but not super muscular. Many straight guys in high school on the down low were always wanting to see it because other guys would talk how juicy it was for a guy. The amount of dick pics I got in high school was insane and the amount of guys that I would show my ass to in the locker-room was also an insane number.

I was in the shower once and I heard “Grayson, can I come in I left something.”
 

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I really believed this guy and I heard the shower curtain open and then closer again as this hot beefy straight guy named Dean came in. I have to add that he was completely naked and he had a semi, with his huge cock starting to jump and point at me. I turned around to see what he could of left and then I heard “damn Grayson the rumors are true, your ass is huge” although he said it quietly so no one else hear. I felt something touch my ass and turned my head to see Dean squeezing my ass, then he said “they were right too, its very juicy.” By this point Dean’s dick was completely hard and pointing at me. I said to him “so what were you looking for” and he walked toward me and his body was over mine as he peered over towards the wall. His dick started to tickle the top of my stomach as he held m shoulder to see better. “Hmm I guess I didn’t leave anything, I could of sworn I left my shampoo, conditioner and body was.” I told him that he could borrow mine and he responded “wow that would be awesome, thanks dude, do you mind if I just shower in here since its all already here.” I didn’t even know what to say, this huge straight guy wanted to shower with me so I said “sure.” He grabbed the shampoo and said “there isn’t too much room in here can you just wash me instead, sorry bro just too cramped in here.” This made no sense but was I going to pass up the opportunity to wash the hottest guy I ever laid eyes on hell no.

I grabbed some shampoo and he turned away from and I squeezed some in my hand. When he turned around I couldn’t help but notice the plump ass that he had and I moaned a little bit. I started to run my fingers through Dean’s hair and pulled a little bit hoping for some sort of reaction, and I got just that as he moaned “oh that feels so good.” I rinsed the shampoo out and then ran conditioner through his hair with moans here and there. Then it got to the part that I was anticipating most, the body wash. I stopped for a moment because I wasn’t sure if this was a little too far and I heard “bro are you going to wash my body or just stand there”.

I squeeze body wash out and ran it over his back. His back was so soft as I ran my hands over it then I worked my way down until I got to his butt. I decided to not wash that and go straight for the legs so I bent down and started washing his legs and thighs. Caressing his thighs hoping when I moved to the front I was met with a hard cock. I kept hearing moans, “oh that feels so good”, and “you should get paid for this.” Then I said he could turn around and he said “um you never cleaned my ass, I’d rather not going around with my ass stinking”
 

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I stood up and began to massage the soap into his ass squeezing each cheek, and then I ran my hand through his crack and my finger ran over his tight hole. I continued this for a couple minutes and thought it would be a good idea to go to the front. I said he could turn around and when he did his cock was hard and pointing at me again, as though an open invite. I first started at his shoulders, massaging them as we made eye contact and he gave me such a sweet and kind smile, that made me melt on the inside. I moved down to his pecs and kneaded them in between my fingers, then slowing moving my hands across his abs, saying “wow you are a work of art.” He responded, “you are too sweet, you got me beat out though you are a cutie, and your ass is one of the nicest I have ever seen.” This was all so crazy. I again didn’t want to go to far and instead of rubbing his dick I decided to wash his legs and thighs. I caressed all the way up and down, as he moaned “hmmm”, “wowww”, “feels so good.” I then heard “you missed a spot” and looked up to see Dean rubbing his cock back and forth. I then replaced my hand with his and rubbed it up and down, and he said “gotta make sure its clean, don’t want to be smelling.” He then pulled me close and began to rub my ass, saying “wow this feels so good”. He then turned me around and began to rub his thick cock up and down my crack. I told him that I wasn’t ready for all of that and he just rubbed it in and out of crack until I felt him tense up and begin to moan as a substance jolted onto my ass. He said “thank you for the cleaning” and then just left.

We talked for a couple months after that, and I would give him blowjobs in the bathroom during class, a couple times a week, and would after school in his car.

My high school was very accepting of me being gay so I had a great experience although I never had any serious experiences.

Now back to my story. I got to the massage place 30 minutes early so Mrs. Germania could talk to me about protocols and different techniques she thought would be good for clients. After my little training session, I was ready for my first customer. An old Japanese man walked into my room and I told him to take off as much clothes as he was comfortable with and that I would out a towel over him. My first massage went okay accept for the old man kept gesturing towards his cock but I wasn’t ready to give a happy ending, especially to an old man.

After the man had left I went to go wash my hands, but I peaked into the lobby to see if there was any more customers, and before me was the Greek goddess, how do I keep running into him.

I washed my hands, panting not sure if I should just make a sprint or just give a massage if he goes into my room. I walked back into my massage room and was walking back and forth so nervous, even though there was no reason to be, he barely knew who I was and this will only last less than an hour and he will forget about me. I heard a knock at the door so I said “come in.”
 

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And who walked through the door the Greek goddess of course. He walked in first with a passive expression that transformed into a smile as he recognized me. “Hey you are from my economics class, right?”. “Yep,” I said in return. “You are the one who kept staring at me” he responded. This made me so mad for no reason because he was the one who kept looking at me and making expressions towards me so I punched back with “you are the one who kept staring at me in fact, and kept making faces, I never wanted to even look at you but I felt something searing into me.” “Damn I didn’t know I’m so unbearable to look at” he said with a chuckle and continued on with “I was just joking with you, it’s cute to get you all mad.”

I was just in shock, he called me being mad cute, my emotions turned from anger to my heart melting in seconds, how did he have this effect on me. I knew from this instance he was going to be trouble for me.

“Well if you’d like to stop bantering and get this massage started, we can” I said.

“I would love to” he said in return.

“I completely forgot to ask, what’s your name”.

“It’s Ezra, Grayson” he said.

I had no idea he knew who I was. I know I couldn’t dwell on what this meant, I had to get started. I explained the generic instructions going from you take off as much clothing you want, to you will be wearing a towel, and then to you will tell me how much pressure and where.

I turned around to go heat up the oil and when I back around, I was met with the naked image of Ezra. It was tantalizing, his dick was long and thick, and so soft. His balls were huge and made me salivate. He wasn’t clean shaven, but he had a thinly manscaped patch, that looked manly and enticing. I had to stop my eyes from completely watering so I said “woah cover up, here’s a towel” and I handed him a towel while I covered my eyes.

He said, “where do you want me.”

I said, “you can just start by laying on your stomach.”

I hear him lay down and I opened my eyes and was again hit with an image, but this time of his ass. It was voluptuous and smooth; how much I just wanted to lick and kiss it. I was brought back into reality and said, “maybe we can put this towel over your body” and I pulled the towel from under him and laid it on top of him.

As I was pulling it Ezra said, “ow you tugged against my dick.” I said “oh, I’m sorry.”

He then preceded to say, “I’m definitely going to need some work on the front now.” Was he basically inviting me to rub his dick, I wasn’t sure so I just laughed it off.

I began to rub his back, massaging his bulging shoulders, and back muscles. Having free reign on his muscles was something unforgettable. I needed his shoulder blades in between my fingers, and gently caressed his neck. He slightly moaned every time I would touch his neck, which made my heart melt ever more than before, knowing that I had this effect on him. I began to run my fingers through his hair, gently scratching and tugging at his hair. I heard him moan “oh that feels so good, my ex girl never did that for me.” Those words basically confirmed to me that he was straight, and would never want to lay a finger on me or want to love me. My eyes welled up at this thought and I began to feel a couple tears fall from eyes, and why I was crying was beyond me. One of my tears hit his back and I heard him say “is everything okay back there?” I responded with “yeah its okay” with a rasp to my voice sounding like I was upset.

He turned his face around and questions “why are you crying, are you okay?” He reached his hand up and gently wiped my tears away, and then proceeded to suck on them with his fingers, one of the most sexiest things I had ever seen.

I had realized that my tears were due to this whole situation bringing it back to my last ex who later broke it off with me and said he was straight, so he couldn’t be with me anymore. It was so heartbreaking and this man before me just brought back those memories subconsciously. I spilled a little bit of the story to him. I said “I’m sorry its just been a rough few weeks after my boyfriend broke up with me. It just didn’t end well and sometimes those memories resurface randomly.” He responded with sincerity “I’m really sorry about that dude, if you ever wanna come over or stay the night to talk we could. I know break ups are really hard, and it can be hard to get back out there.”

It was great to know that this basic stranger at least cared for me in some capacity. He reached up and gave me a hug and a kiss on the next, which made me moan because it was so emotionally sexy. He heard and just gave me a smile and turned back around, and I continued the massage.