The Agency

The music inside Jason's car began to stutter and cut out. He expected it to happen at some point - you drive deep enough into the mountains and you're going to lose service. Google Maps still indicated that he was less than 10 minutes away from the cabin where he, his wife Kate, and his immediate family would be staying this weekend. The music's absence served as a timely reminder that the purpose of this weekend was to digitally disconnect and enjoy some quality time with family. Jason, of course, had no intention of fully disconnecting. His weekly screen time reports were damning, every time without fail.

Making the last turn onto an eroded gravel road, Jason worried that there would be no cell service and poor Wi-Fi at the cabin. A would-be devastating combo. Thankfully, as he drove up the steep driveway, Jason's phone caught enough signal to resume the last few seconds of the pop-punk emo song that firmly dated him in his mid 30s. He and Kate carried their bags up to their designated bedroom on the top floor, which was two floors away from the children's room in an effort to preserve sleep.

"Much nicer than the listing photos somehow," Jason decided after giving the house an initial walkthrough. It was very clean and spacious, but the cabin hosts were blatant about their intensity towards guests. All of the provided literature constantly threatened that anything lost or used improperly would be a charge, no matter how small. While the outdoor hot tub looked just as nice as everything else, if the hosts are going to be difficult about it, maybe it wasn't worth it.

The rest of the family arrived over the next hour or so, and soon the house was filled with the sounds of family reunion, especially Jason's two nephews. Obligatory sports discussion carried through the common area, and the uninterested parties began to prepare dinner. It's always difficult to get everyone together like this, but Jason's mother's planning months in advance had paid off; everyone was enjoying the shared time together.

"Alright, I'm going to go check out the hot tub. Who's in?"

Despite the moment feeling right, there was no appetite to extend the night any further. One after another, each family member opted for sleep. To be fair, it was past 10pm at this point, and there was an entire weekend ahead of activities. Plus the kids would be up early no matter what. Undeterred and unburdened by parenthood, Jason went to get changed for the hot tub, sharing the bathroom with his wife as she got ready for bed.

"Sorry love, I am so tired for some reason. The hot tub sounds fun, but I feel so lethargic tonight. I could barely stay awake downstairs. You go have fun, I know you love a bath," Kate yawned. She ran her fingernails over Jason's husky shoulders and back from behind as he got changed, laying her head on his shoulder and resting while standing. Although more athletic long ago, remote work had taken a toll on Jason, who had slowly picked up weight since college. Jason glanced at the bathroom's full length mirror. Having a dad bod but no kids certainly isn't the ideal male physique, but he carried the weight relatively well. Having a little extra always felt more natural than pursuing a sculpted form, and Kate always showed her appreciation for his body type.

So, while Jason noted the missed opportunity for some fun with Kate, he quickly pushed the thought away. The hot tub was plenty appealing and if no one else joins, then solitude has its own merit. After wishing Kate goodnight, Jason grabbed a bath towel and moved through the dim and unfamiliar house, down two sets of stairs and out the side door. He walked a few steps to a covered area on the ground floor under the outside deck, his body adjusting to the cool night air. Save for the submerged light coming from the hot tub, it was pitch black as he looked into the wooded valley that sloped away from his side of the house.

The hot tub was a newer model, with space for up to 6. The water was already hot, and all of the lights and jets worked perfectly. Jason couldn't help but credit the aggression of the cabin hosts as a big reason that the property stays as nice as it does. Setting the water temperature to 103°, Jason entered the water and picked the seat with the most jets and let out a deep exhale. The hot bubbles plus a hit of the weed vape helped him to relax, and after about 10 minutes of acclimating to the water and the wooded surroundings he shed his swim trunks to fully enjoy the hot water and the cool mountain air.

The jacuzzi jets created swirls of noise that caused Jason not to notice a rustling coming from the driveway that led towards where he was relaxing. A large figure moved partially into the blue light from the tub, just 10 feet away from Jason.

"Excuse me." A calm voice shattered the solitude.

Jason spun around in the water, his heart rate already elevated from steaming bath, now pounding out of his chest and causing his throat to tighten. He attempted to discern the situation quickly while in a haze. Was this one of the hosts? Should he run? Jason judged that if he was in danger right now, he could not make it to the door first. He still couldn't see whoever this guy was, as he stood just beyond what little light there was.

"No need for panic, you're safe. My name is Matthew. I am here to present you with an offer." Matthew's deep voice spoke evenly.  

Jason's terrified expression had not left his face, and being approached unexpectedly deep in the woods by a stranger while nude had frozen him in place. A few long seconds tick by. The guy didn't sound threatening, but Jason couldn't muster a reaction.

"Will you hear me out? It is completely fine to decline, and you will never see or hear from me again."

Matthew had been instructed that Jason would respond well to knowing that he could end the interaction himself whenever he chose. That it would assuage Jason's immediate concerns and allow him to listen.

Jason hesitated for over 10 seconds, continuing to consider what action he should take. What are the most likely reasons for this man sneaking up to him? He could not yet make out much detail about the man other than that he was taller and bigger than he was. Jason knew he had to reply.

"Who are you, and why are you here?" Jason wished he had come up with better than that, making sure his tone communicated that he was one foot out the door on whatever this situation was.  

Matthew moved a bit closer, allowing the dim light to reveal more of himself.

"Let me explain completely. If you've got a question that can't wait, just let me know."

Jason could see that Matthew stood a couple of inches taller than him, maybe 6'2". Based on his voice, Jason could tell he had some country to him. The blue light shining on Matthew revealed that he was only wearing board shorts, looking ready to swim. He was hairier than Jason with a scruffy short beard and his balance between muscle and fat exuded confidence and control. Jason dared to meet his eyes and was rewarded with a disarming smile. Jason began to accept that he was not in immediate danger, but his mind was still racing.

"Like I said, my name is Matthew. I am here because someone in your life wanted to give you an opportunity. Someone who knows and loves you thought that you may be interested in an encounter with someone like me. They also believe that you would never take a leap like that on your own, short of some kind of perfect storm."

Jason tried to maintain a poker face, in case this was an elaborate prank. Still, his world had just been upended. His mind desperately attempted to decipher who could possibly know about his bi-curiosity and how. He had gone to great lengths for most of his adult life to keep that side of him private. Jason felt his face burn red.  

"I've never spoken to whoever asked for me to visit you tonight. I don't know a thing about them. All I know is that they contacted an agency that creates those perfect storms for people,  and that agency decided that I should pay you a visit. Just so you know, I can guarantee you that for the next two hours, there is 0% chance of us being disturbed in any way."

Jason chose this moment for his first question. "How can you possibly guarantee that?"

Before responding, Matthew took a seat in one of the wooden chairs next to the hot tub, giving Jason the high ground. Admittedly, everything that Matthew had told him so far was accurate, and Jason risked a moment admiring Matthew's body for the first time. Jason's curiosity about other men had always gravitated towards bear and daddy types, and Matthew was hitting all the right notes. His body hair was tinged with gray, and as he leaned back into the chair, Matthew showcased his thick body, which had a little extra in all the right spots.

Once situated, Matthew continued. "Well, it's a lot more involved than you realize. They think of everything. In your case, the team had to make sure that everyone inside would be in an induced sleep during this time. For some, like your wife and mother, spiking their wine was a simple way to ensure that they would be sound asleep. For your brother and his family, their toothpaste did the job. You will have to trust us that it was done safely. This agency is expensive as hell."

Matthew tossed Jason a bottle of cold water that seemed to materialize from nothing. Jason downed it without thinking; he was dehydrated from the hot tub and the hit of weed. Matthew smiled, knowing that he was making good progress. Based on Jason's responses, he knew that Jason was realizing that the offer was real.

"There's also some people making 100% sure that no one else will disturb us from the outside, which wasn't hard to accomplish out here in these mountains. I am told that they did disable a hidden camera pointed at the tub, probably placed by the hosts. They seem like assholes."

"They have a real nice hot tub, though," Jason attempted to lighten the mood, as much for his own comfort as anything else.

Matthew did not miss his opportunity. "Looks like it, mind if I join you?"

Without waiting for an answer, Matthew handed a second bottle of water to Jason as he submerged himself and took a seat on Jason's right. Matthew got situated and exhaled deeply, enjoying the night just as Jason had. Jason couldn't relax. While eying Matthew's glistening, hairy torso, he searched for an answer as to what to do. Did he want to continue to enjoy this evening in solitude? Or perhaps with some male company that was allegedly tailored to his most secret desires?

The night air hung heavily for a couple minutes without conversation as Jason came to grips with the fact that this was real. Matthew spoke first.

"Look, I know this is a lot, and out of the blue. I'll answer any questions I can. But how about this? Let's start with a rubdown. Based on what they told me, you love massage and you're in luck because I love giving them. As mentioned, you can always stop me or redirect me at all times. Don't be surprised if I know how to press the right buttons though," Matthew said with a smile, putting his arm around Jason's shoulders.  

Jason reacted quickly to his touch with a question, trying to keep control over the direction this was going. "I set the rules here, right? If I just want a massage, then I can set the line there?" Jason was never one to turn down a massage. He genuinely wanted one, and from a guy who looked just like this man did, just like he had imagined countless times.  

"Simple as that," Matthew reassured him. Nearly everything was going according to the agency's planning so far. Which meant that Jason's most likely response would be...

"Okay. Let's just start with a massage." Without addressing it directly, Jason had acknowledged that this offer was real, and on some level he had accepted it.

"Great!" Matthew climbed out of the water and motioned to a side area next to the hot tub where a large massage table had been set up. Jason had no idea when it could have been set up, it wasn't there earlier when he did his first walkthrough. Maybe they really did think of everything.

"Could you hand me my towel?" Jason asked.

"Let me take care of you," Matthew grabbed the towel with one hand and offered his open hand to help Jason out of the water. Jason hesitated but took his hand, stepping out of the water. Matthew pulled Jason in, toweling him off while standing and holding him close. It felt natural relaxing his weight into Matthew, so Jason allowed his lightheadedness and unspoken desires to surrender to the inertia of the situation. This was the state that everyone had worked so hard to put him in.

"Face down on the table." It was Matthew's first command and Jason obeyed, laying flat on the table as the cool mountain air brushed over his exposed body. Just a massage.  

The massage table was large enough that two people could have laid side by side on it. After Jason got situated in the center, Matthew joined Jason on the padded table, getting onto his knees, and drizzling oil over Jason's back and legs.

Matthew's big, soft hands began their massage, relaxing his shoulders, lower back, legs, and feet with firm pressure. The agency had instructed Matthew to dedicate as much time as needed to this portion of the evening in order to relax Jason fully. After about 30 minutes of invigorating kneading, Matthew repositioned himself between Jason's legs, which he gently spread apart. Relaxed and groggy from the hot tub and Matthew's expert touch, Jason involuntarily raised his hips ever so slightly, earning a smirk from Matthew. The massage was working as intended; Jason reveled in being beneath one of the sexiest men he had ever laid eyes on, waiting to see what would happen next. Just a massage?

Matthew added some extra oil and began to massage Jason's glutes in earnest, applying pressure from various angles using hands and elbows. Jason began to groan quietly under Matthew's technique. As Matthew's hands traveled up his back muscles once again, he leaned his body forward and placed his weight onto Jason's back.

"Just a reminder that there's no chance either of us will be heard or disturbed during this time. We still have just over an hour," Matthew whispered his warm breath into Jason's left ear, scratching his cheek with his beard. The full body contact caused Jason to shiver with excitement. Matthew had just made him get hard,  something Jason had been actively avoiding.

As Matthew slowly shifted his weight back onto his knees to continue the massage, Jason was sure he felt Matthew's dick resting at the top of his ass. Jason's hand felt for Matthew's hip, there were no board shorts on anymore. Matthew had used enough oil earlier that Jason's ass was plenty lubed up, and Matthew started to slide his dick between Jason's ass cheeks while placing the weight of his midsection onto Jason's back. Jason already was having trouble focusing on Matthew's big hands, which felt like they were everywhere. Now he had Matthew's dick rubbing up against him too. Jason was so aroused that he felt dizzy. His body flushed and his cock throbbed as Matthew leaned in close again.

"The agency's write-up told me some other things that we haven't had a chance to discuss yet. Apparently you have quite the fixation on prostate massage."

Matthew did not wait for Jason to reply, but instead resumed massaging Jason's ass with his big hands. Jason felt himself losing the battle to resist, moaning louder than before and reflexively encouraging him with his hips. Matthew inched closer and closer to his hole with his motions, easing Jason up to the limits that were about to be pushed.

"Stay relaxed, just like that." Jason was 2 for 2 on obeying his commands.

Matthew began to massage Jason's asshole. Jason's mouth laid open as he breathed through the electric sensation of Matthew's fingertip pushing into him. Matthew applied more oil and worked on getting more oil and more of his finger into Jason's ass. Soon, Jason had relented  enough to handle the first of Matthew's thick fingers comfortably.

"Good boy! Now here comes another."

Jason's body was being played like an instrument. He had to stop himself from begging for the second finger before Matthew even got started. The second finger elicited a guttural moan from Jason, and another higher pitched moan after Matthew started to manipulate his prostate with both fingers. Matthew's other hand reached under Jason to give a strong squeeze to Jason's exposed cock and balls, making Jason contract hard around Matthew's thick fingers, which ceaselessly worked his asshole and pressed on his prostate. Jason whimpered and squirmed under Matthew's manipulation.

"You don't have to do anything but enjoy this."

Matthew's other hand touched and grabbed Jason all over while his right hand squelched in and out of his ass, pressing his prostate down into the massage table. Jason felt great,  but couldn't shake the feeling that he needed to piss.

"Let me turn over," Jason spoke for the first time in awhile, trying to retain some level of control over the situation.

"What for?" Matthew asked.

"I want to see."

Satisfied with this answer, Matthew smiled and removed his fingers. His strong arms effortlessly flipped Jason face up. The mountainous man on top of him smiled softly as he gazed upon Jason, who tried to catch his breath as he looked up with intense longing. Jason let his eyes trail down Matthew's body until he was staring at a thick 8" uncut dick, but then laid his head back against the table as Matthew resumed massaging Jason again, running his hands all over the front of his body but deliberately avoiding directly touching his glans. As Matthew massaged his lower abdomen, his hands only made incidental contact. Jason whimpered desperately as Matthew put his left hand behind Jason's neck.

"Don't worry, you'll get what you're hoping for. What you've really been hoping for."

With Matthew's massive figure looming above Jason, he used his right hand to penetrate Jason's ass again, angling his fingers upward and sliding in and out of him with little resistance. Jason responded with involuntary reactions from his hips and his voice, begging Matthew never to stop. After a couple of minutes of this, Jason's cock was leaking clear fluid onto his stomach and he was moaning into the night with reckless abandon. If anyone was less than completely sedated inside, they would know Jason's secrets by his ecstatic cries.

Completely overwhelmed and desperate to cum, Jason reached down to jerk himself over the edge. Matthew responded by removing his hand from Jason's neck, grabbing both of Jason's wrists, and forcing them above his head and pinning them to the table, while continuing his unceasing assault on Jason's prostate.

"Don't ruin it. You have wanted to cum from your ass for a very long time."

Jason's voice began to hurt from the loud noises he was making. Matthew withdrew his fingers, then reached over the edge of the table closest to where Jason's wrists were pinned, and grabbed a short piece of rope. Within seconds, Jason's hands were constrained above his head and the rope was tied to the leg of the table,  keeping his arms fully extended.  

Matthew slid his arm under Jason's lower back, tilting his legs apart and angling his hips upward. He then took all the space between them, bearing down on Jason and plopping his heavy dick, balls, and belly on top of Jason's. Jason couldn't resist staring down at the scene before him, a big man with a big dick, completely in control. In his extended heightened state, desperate to cum, he heard himself say...

"Please."

Matthew's eyes locked onto Jason's, drawing his hips back and slowly sliding his dick downward beside Jason's dick. Jason's hands pulled at the restraints and his back arched. His need was greater than he could take.

"Please..."

"You're in a good state. Stay like that." Another command. The building sensation in Jason's ass had him doubting he would be able to obey this one. Matthew began to push into Jason, stretching him with the head of his dick and carefully watching his face and gauging his moans. Matthew could tell that Jason was so aroused that the pain barely registered. Jason only felt more and more full as Matthew gently broke him in.  

With all the buildup, once Matthew's dick was inside enough to press on his p-spot, Jason's vision went white and he started to cum. His body convulsed and writhed in abject euphoria as Matthew continued to fill Jason until he bottomed out. Matthew's balls rested against him as he painted all over his chest and stomach. After a minute or so, Jason came down enough to catch his breath.

"Not done yet, son. My turn. You'll enjoy this too." Jason didn't hear him. His body was still shuddering with orgasmic warmth as Matthew slowly started to fuck him with slow, firm thrusts. Jason thought he was completely spent after all the buildup, and Matthew was about to prove him wrong. After a minute of Matthew grinding into Jason, his orgasm began to pick up where it left off.

"Thank you, oh my god thank you ahhhh... AHHHHH"

Jason's breathing sped up rapidly, and he felt hot all over his body. He threw back his head and came a second time, but this time he could only gasp through it in a mostly incoherent stream of gratitude. The mess on Jason's stomach was only getting worse with each assault on his insides.

"Good... fucking... boy.... god........ damn!" Matthew emphasized with each smack of his balls against Jason's ass. Matthew lost his perfect composure as the pulsing hole he had claimed became too much. Matthew grabbed Jason's hips as he pushed into him with all his weight, flooding Jason with hot cum and echoing his triumph into the night.

Matthew was spent, slipping out of Jason along with a splash of cum. Matthew then had a realization: in his heat, he had forgotten about the sedation time limit for the others inside. He checked his watch, still 9 minutes of time remaining. Letting out a deep, satisfied exhale, he turned his thoughts to the hefty bonuses that he would get from the agency for the hands-free and multi-orgasm incentives. He still had some work left to do, though, and not a lot of time to do it.

Matthew untied Jason's hands, picked him up, and gently placed him back in the hot tub to relax with the remaining time.

"You're going to be sore tomorrow. Use the hot tub again at a lower temperature and take it easy. I hope this was a good experience for you. It was for me."

Jason flashed an appreciative smile, and was met with Matthew's genuine smile in return. Jason stepped out of the hot tub, unable to take the hot water after being drained and used. He toweled off in the darkness, and downed the second water bottle. "How much time is left before I need to be in bed?"

"We used most of the time. I would head upstairs in the next minute or two if I were you. Just to make sure that you understand, no one will learn of what happened here tonight unless you tell 'em yourself."

"How many of these have you done?" Jason had to use this time to ask some questions.

"This is my first job for them, and probably my last. My understanding is that everything they do is a customized one-off, and repeats don't happen. They sought me out for the job because I was the right guy with the right expertise for you."

"Any chance you'll tell me who paid for all this?"

"Like i said, I dont know and even if I did, that would void my pay. Sorry bud."

"Okay, how much did this cost?"

"I'm allowed to tell you that it's over 6 figures. A lot goes into this."

"What about the magically appearing massage table? And the mess?"

"It will be handled. Not your problem, and not my problem. Plus, we are out of time."

Jason paused. "I guess I just want to thank you."

Matthew's deep laugh filled the air. "Maybe you forgot but you already did, repeatedly!" Matthew gave Jason a long hug. Jason savored the final moments as Matthew put his trunks back on, and walked back into the darkness.

Jason grabbed his towel and trunks and quietly made his way upstairs to bed, falling asleep instantly.

--

Jason woke up the next morning late to the sounds of breakfast being prepared downstairs. Last night replayed in his head as he laid in bed in disbelief that he had gone through with it. It was going to take time to process,  but he was clearly the last in the family to get up. After getting dressed and heading down, Jason was immediately met with a question from his mother from the kitchen.

"So, how was the hot tub last night?" 

Jason had already thought of his response so that he wouldn't be caught off-guard. "It's really nice. Did anyone hear the jets running? They were kinda loud, I hope I didn't wake anyone up."

He intently studied the looks being exchanged around the room, but no one appeared to have heard a thing. He then looked at Kate, who slept farthest away and should not have been able to hear at all. Jason thought he saw, for a brief moment, a tiny smile on Kate's face.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, sweetheart."