Straight jock Bryan finds himself in unfamiliar territory when he agrees to take a mysterious job to raise money for college.
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A “Straight” Bargain He Might Regret - Part 1
by Bryan Smith
Series: A Straight Bargain
Art by RodinArt
Bryan was your typical high school jock. 18 years old, standing at 5’11 and weighing 140 pounds, he had nothing but a gorgeous body. He was a 2-season athlete all through high school and known as the high school favorite starring on the basketball and baseball team. His body was worshiped by nearly all and Bryan could have any girl he wanted. Considering his wavy blond hair, tanned skin and 6 pack abs, Bryan knew he was hot. It was his senior year and he was gearing up for graduation and leaving for college. Scouts had been attending his Spring Baseball games and Bryan was sure to get a scholarship, at least according to his coach, but as it came time for schools to make an offer, Bryan was surprised to receive no offers. His coach couldn’t explain it but offered to set up a meeting with a scout to get an explanation.
Bryan met with a scout the following week who said, “You are good there is no doubt about that but with the economy being so tight, we just don’t have the same money anymore.”
“I need this. This is the only way college will happen for me. I have no money and nor do my parents.” Bryan replied.
“Listen Bryan, it’s not going to change. You are good, but you are a pretty boy, in other words, you are a risk.”
“How am I a risk?”
“Bryan, you have girls groveling at that body. I’ve heard about your reputation. None of us can be sure that you won’t be distracted. We need your focus to be on the game and keeping that body in shape.”
“I can promise baseball is my focus. What can I do to convince yo? College and baseball. That’s it. Please man.”
“Let me get back to the school. I’ll see what I can do.”
Bryan left feeling encouraged and waited a week to hear from the scout. When he finally got the call, the two set up a meeting to discuss options. The Scout informed Bryan that it was a no go. The school was just not willing to shell out the money. Bryan was distraught and the scout saw it.
“Look Bryan, it doesn’t mean you can’t play.”
“But I can’t afford it.”
“Bryan, what if I told you I have another option for you? What if you could make your scholarship money and then some?”
“How?”
“You see Bryan, I own a club and we are looking to hire summer work. It pays $25 an hour and offers generous tips. Now it involves you staying in pristine condition and servicing others.”
“Servicing others?”
“Bryan, I am in the hospitality business. I own an all male athletic club. You would be hired as a pool boy and would service those in need by getting them drinks, setting up their pool side chairs, and catering to the customer’s needs.”
“That’s easy.”
“Yes Bryan. But I want you to understand what you are getting into. Servicing their needs means all needs and I mean all needs. Are you following?”
“Whoa man, if you mean sexually, I’m not gay.”
“I’m not saying you are Bryan. You don’t have to be. This is strictly a job. Think of it that way.”
“I don’t know man. I. . I. . “
“Bryan, you want to go to college right? You want to play baseball right?”
“Well yes.”
“What are your other options? Where else can you make that kind of money? My pool boys on average make $300-500 a day.”
“Holy Shit.”
“So Bryan, what do you say?”
“I just don’t know.”
“I need a decision Bryan. If not, that’s fine but I’m hiring this position by tonight. We open in 1 week, so I don’t have time to mess around. I’m doing you a favor and trying to help you out.”
“No one will find out?”
“It’s a private club and our members are guaranteed discretion as are you.”
“Ok. I’ll do it. But I’m not gay.”
“I never said you were Bryan. Limits may be pushed but I will help you with that. We have a strict uniform policy. I will mail you your uniform and instructions for prep in the next few days. You start next Saturday. Report to this address at 8:00am.”
The Scout handed Bryan a card and they went their separate ways. Bryan wondered about what he had just committed to and just said that it was a job. He convinced himself that it was a just job no one would know and besides he was desperate. A few days passed and no package came. It was Thursday and he thought maybe this whole thing was a sham. Bryan felt at ease and thought, “Ok, I’ll find something else.” Friday came and Bryan slept in. All of a sudden it was noon and the doorbell rang. It was UPS. A package was left on the doorstep. Bryan’s heart sank as he knew this was the start of....let’s just say a very new experience.
Bryan opened the door and grabbed the package. It was a medium size box and smaller than he had exptected. He opened it and was shocked at what he would found, or more importantly, what he didn’t find. Inside the box was a large envelope with a card, instructions and a white tank, white gym shorts, and a white thong with a penis sheath.
“This can’t be the uniform!” Bryan had thought to himself. He opened the card and it read,
Bryan, I told you we would push your limits. You may be shocked right now, but we hire our employees partly based on your looks. Our members like to see what you have. Here are the instructions for how you are to prep for tomorrow.
I set up an appointment at 3:00pm today around the corner and the body detail salon. You are to go and let them know you are there for your 3:00. Everything is set up for you.
Wear your entire uniform tomorrow and show up at 8:00am sharp!
Relax and get some rest.
Bryan was not ready for this. His heart sunk and he knew this was over his head but he needed the money. As he read the instructions, he looked at number 1. “Body detail salon? What?” He had no clue what they were going to do.
As time passed, Bryan looked up and saw it was 2:45pm. He got in his car and left for the salon. Extremely nervous, he walked in and before he could say anything, a male at the counter said, “Ahh, you must be Bryan. I’ve been expecting you. Come on back.”
Bryan followed the gentleman to a room in the back of the salon. The man’s name was Sam. He was in his upper 20’s quite muscular and good looking. Sam was extremely masculine which surprised Bryan in this business but what quite calming as well. “Alight Bryan, everything is set up and paid for so all I need you to do is relax and get ready. Go ahead and strip completely and lay face down on this table.”
“Wait. What is going on?”
“Oh I’m sorry. The gentleman said you would not know what was going on. Your body is undergoing a transformation. I have been given a directive to wax your body and bikini area.”
“No, absolutely not.” Bryan proceeded to turn around and grab the door handle but it was locked. “Open this door! I’m not doing this!!”
Sam said he expected this reaction. He walked over to Bryan and said, “Look you committed to this. I know you need the money. There’s no way out right now. I have the key and you can just get ready or prolong this.”
“Dude I cannot do this. This is against all I am. I like who I am. I like the way I look. I’m a man.”
“You will still be a man, you just need to have a certain look for the customers. Now I have something to relax you and take away some of the pain. Drink this. There’s a slight narcotic in it to numb your body.”
“I’m ok. Let’s just do this. I’m not drinking that. Pain doesn’t bother me.”
“Suit yourself.”
Bryan stripped down and as he did so, he asked if Sam could step out. Sam replied, “You might as well get comfortable now because I’m going to see it all.” Bryan stripped and laid down and Sam asked “Are you sure you don’t want the drink?”
“Yes.”
“Ok let’s get started. I’m going to start with the hair on your back.” Sam took hot wax and lathered it on Bryan’s lower back. The hot sensation burned but went away as he layered on the wax strips. “Here we go.”
Sam ripped the first one and Bryan grunted. The next one came off and Bryan grunted a little more. The third one close to his ass crack made Bryan scream.
“You can still have that drink to take the edge off.” said Sam.
“Alright, alright. I’ll take it.”
Bryan drank the glass and just laid there. Sam said he’d be right back. Time seemed to pass forever and Bryan all of a sudden felt a numbing sensation and his mind started to go in and out. Sam walked in and Bryan said, “I… I feel dizzy.”
“Oh you’re fine relax. Relax.” replied Sam.
“Something’s wrong man. This . . .”
“Shhhh. Bryan everything is fine. Now I’m gonna get started again.”
Bryan laid there and was weaving in and out until he completely passed out. Sam proceeded with the waxing, moving onto his legs, underarms, and then his ass. As soon as that was done, Sam rolled Bryan over. At first he struggled to move Bryan as he was a bump on the log, but once he was turned over, Same proceeded from the neck down finishing with Bryan’s cock. As Bryan was passed out, Sam was mesmerized with Bryan’s cock. You see in the drink, Sam slipped a Viagra too so Bryan was hard as rock. He stood at about 7.5in and his cock was just beautiful. As Sam finished the waxing, he was excited for what was to come.
The deal was, wax his body and then in exchange Sam could use Bryan as a pre-training if you will for Bryan’s new job. The bed that Bryan was on transformed with leg stirrups and restraints. Sam manipulated Bryan’s body enough so that his legs were strapped in stirrups, his arms restrained above his head and his head and hips strapped to the bed.
Once complete, Sam grabbed some ammonia and put it under Bryan’s nostrils. When Bryan woke up, he took a second to come around and tried to move.
“What the f___”
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