No, but they do put something on me

"Way ahead of you boss." One of the girls in wardrobe opened up a trunk and started digging around in it.

At that moment I was jubilant. I was finally going put on some clothes. Hell I would wear any costume she gave me at this point so long as it would cover my junk. But for some reason, the costuming crew member wasn't carrying any fabric, just a blue bottle that seemed to be filled with something.

"Excellent choice. Now oil him up while I set up my camera." Oil!?

"Can I help?" Ming Zhao volunteered. I swerved my head towards her in disbelief. Was my crush really going to rub oil all over my body? All of a sudden my feelings were torn between embarrassment and desire.

"Absolutely Ming Zhao. In fact, I want four more of you guys to help apply oil to Ahab." Ruby shot me an impish smile. "It will go faster that way." Oh God, this can't be happening...

But it was.

The girl from costuming came over to me popping open the bottle, filling the air with the sweet scent of jasmine. Ming Zhao and three other crew members that Ruby randomly selected for this high demand task came up to the woman with the bottle, eager to get their hands dirty. Once their hands were sopping wet from the oil they wasted no time grabbing one of my limbs to work on. While four beautiful women applied oil to my arms and legs I kept an iron grip on my privates, too humiliated to let them touch that place.

Ming Zhao stood in front of me and locked eyes with my own. She has yet to touch me with her oiled-up hands. "You know Ahab, I can't really cover everything while you are in that position. Can you move you move your hands please?"

I shook my head vigorously. My embarrassment choked down any words I could have produced at that time. Ming Zhao took a step towards me placing an oily hand on my chest which slowly slid down to my groin. "Pretty please?" Her eyes sparkled with excitement. As I felt her fingers dance on top of my hands which guarded my last shred of dignity, I could feel my strength leaving them. Under the weight of Ming Zhao's alluring gaze and sensuous touch, I finally gave-in.

So many things happened all at once. The instant I cast my hands to my sides, it was like opening a floodgate. The crew members were now free to explore corners of my nude, muscular frame they were not able to before, and explore them they did. They were now picking up the pace on my limbs so they could work their way towards my torso. I closed my eyes in an attempt to fight off the shame as Ming Zhao grabbed a hold of my penis and started rubbing oil all over my shaft and balls until I was rock hard. I couldn't help but let out an audible moan. I could now feel hands all over my biceps, my pecs, my nipples, my stomach, my buttocks, my thighs, my calves, my everywhere!

Despite the fact that my eyes were shut tight and tears were now running down my cheeks from the exhilaration, I could still tell exactly where Ming Zhao's hands were on my body. Among the five pairs of hands that traveled all over my skin, hers were the ones that gave me the most pleasure. Out of all the the various fingers and palms that laid claim to my loins it was only Ming Zhao's grip that could make my erection twitch with anticipation and delight. Her touch made me yearn for more.