A Visit to the Spa 02 - Nick Pt. 02

"Nick, can you stay for an hour or so after closing?"

Nick looked up from the client he'd been massaging. "Sure, Ryan, no problem." Ryan gave him a quick nod, then left. It was a shame Nick couldn't ask him why, not in front of the client, because now his brain was running wild with suggestions.

He went back to the relaxing back massage, rubbing the young man's lower back. "Sorry about that disruption," he murmured.

"That's all right," the young man replied, his voice relaxed and a little sleepy. "I'm sorry you gotta stay longer at work." Then he groaned when Nick pressed down. "Ooh yeah, right there."

Nick smiled as he continued to work that area. "I don't mind staying longer," he replied. "Not at this place."

Because at this spa, having to stay after closing usually wasn't because of some boring staff meeting.

*

He didn't manage to speak to Ryan again for the rest of the day, and only saw him in the corridor passing one another, but every time they saw each other, Ryan would grin at him pointedly, and Nick would feel desire pool in his stomach. Dammit, he was sure the security guard was doing it on purpose.

Finally, the spa was closing down for the day, and he and the other employees put things away so the cleaners could do their job.

Ryan pulled him aside as Nick was tidying up the room he'd been working in. "VIP room, fifteen minutes."

Nick nodded, and finished tidying up. His own cock was half-hard just thinking about what Ryan had planned for him. The older man had fucked him several times since Nick had started working at the spa, and by now Nick had tried all the smoothies the bar had to offer. The time he had drunk the blue smoothie that made it impossible to come had been the worst.

During that afternoon, Ryan and the other security guards had teased him a lot, stopping him in the hallway to quickly grab his ass or whisper something dirty in his ear.

During the evening, when the smoothie was still working, Ryan had fucked him slowly, stroking his dick at the same time, and Nick had moaned and begged. It had been incredibly frustrating, feeling so good and so horny and so desperate, and knowing you were unable to come. By the time the smoothie had stopped working, Ryan had told him to jerk off, and had laughed as Nick only had to stroke his own cock two times before coming. Nick hadn't cared, his orgasm had been amazing.

But now, he hadn't had any smoothies or any other treatments, so what did Ryan want?

When he got to the VIP area of the spa, Ryan was waiting for him with two other members of the security team, John and Kevin. Both were tall and broad like Ryan, John with short-cropped dark hair and clean-shaven face, while Kevin was bald but had a well-trimmed brown beard.

"Hey guys," Nick greeted them. They were all sitting on the comfortable couches, still in their suits, although John had already removed his tie and unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt.

"Hey, Nick. Glad you could join us," Ryan said, patting the seat next to him. "You must be wondering why I asked you to join us."

"You didn't tell him?" Kevin asked. He picked up his glass of water from the coffee table. "Why not?"

"To see if he can work it out himself," Ryan replied. He turned to Nick. "You know how the R