The Spa itself (male roomies)

The golf cart takes you through the main area of the resort, beautiful villas and luxurious buildings dot the verdant hills. You can see Futa's in white silk robes lounge on the warm sun kissed balconies. The difference between the staff and guests is mostly down to attire, the staff were all in various styles of khaki pants and floral button-down shirts, except for the males of course. The men you did see were either naked or outfitted in pink floral thongs.

You arrived at the Bath House which was to be your new lodgings. The driver of the cart was a wild haired tanned woman with gem green eyes, and upon arriving she treated you to a sharp smile.

"Hope to see you around, cute stuff!"

You smile and wave as she rolls away, and you start to head into the building. It's sleek and highly modern design is predominately a light beige with gold accents. As soon as you walk into the foyer you are greeted by a woman behind the front desk.

"Oh hello, are you are new hire?"

You affirm and she smiles brightly.

"I figured, whenever a new male staff member comes on it's the hottest gossip on the island, although rumors of how cute you are were not exaggerated." She adds with a sly wink.

"You will want to probably head to your room before the tour." She hands you some keys.

"Big one is to get into the service entrance kf the Bath House, this one is for your room, and this one is for the work-out room. " she gestures the direction of your room and you head out.

A wide courtyard and pool are immediately after the foyer, you can see the tiers of rooms encircle and overlook this common area. You quickly follow some plaques that guide you to your room.

You walk into your new home.

A opulent suite, a king sized bed, large walk-in shower, a balcony with a view of the beach, and a small, intimate living room. You also check the kitchen area to find a fully stocked fridge and minibar. You cautiously check the pamphlet and find that all drinks are complimentary to male staff. You find that to be a little suspicious but you don't question it too much.

You unpack you things and flip through the pamphlet that was in your room. You have the rest of the day off to explore, although you have no idea where you shipmate went, you aren't sure if you want to meet up with her right now anyway.

You notice that there are three different work out rooms in the building. One for guests, one for Female/Futa staff, and one for Males. You guess this is probably to give males a safe space to get hot and sweaty but looking at their staff uniforms for men casts doubt on that assumption. They don't seem to be worrying much about modesty.

You also note that males must wear their uniform or nothing at all while at the resort. You sigh and look for your "uniform". You find it and are surprised to note that there is a small pink ball laced into the scant fabric of the thong. You slip on the underwear, your package bulging soundly. After a moment you hear a muffled "ping" and the orb, nestled neatly beneath your testicles, begins to gently pulse and vibrate.

It is not intense enough to cause full arousal but it certainly keeps you on edge. This must be all part of the package deal, constantly aroused males on paradise island.

Before you can pursue that train of thought much further there is a knock at your door.

When you open it, you see three young men, all waifish and thin, they are also all smiling.

"HI! Glad to have you on board! We're some of the other males you'll be working with! I'm Trent." Says the dark skinned one in front, his abs have more definition than this thong you note.

"This is Markie, say hi!" Trent elbows a nervous looking young man with sandy blonde hair, his blue eyes meet yours for a moment before he blushes, staring at the ground he mumbles a greeting. He is packing a more traditional amount of meat and he seems very excited to meet you.

"Ugh, don't mind Markie, he just has a crush on anyone who could fuck him. And this is Ty, Ty be nice!" Ty, who was begining to grope himself as he winked at you straightens up. He has a soft almond skin, auburn long hair, and a devil's smile.

Trent rolls his eyes.

"Ty can barely massage a client for 30 seconds before inhaling their cock. It's almost as if he hates the concept of self restraint." Trent adds dryly. Ty purses his lips.

"Well, it's what they came for, they want hot, horny males to please them! I just so happen to fit the bill." sniffs Ty reproachfully.

"Aaaaaanyway" Trent continues "since you are joining our shift at Bath House C we wanted to meet you and say hey! One of us could give you a tour, if that's okay? I understand if you are wiped out from the trip."