Times were tough. I needed to get a job, any job. I found work at Madison Square Garden as a janitor. Not a glamorous job, but work is work. I helped clean the arena after sporting events as well as maintain the general cleanliness of the entire building. Once in a while I would be asked to do odd jobs at various events, such as ushering. There was one sporting event that proved quite interesting. The Mr. Olympia contest was being held at the Garden. They were short handed and needed help back stage. When asked, I was quite eager to help. I wasn’t given any explicit assignment, just told to show up and would serve as needed. Before the contest I did some odd jobs. However, the company was enjoyable. Various competitors had already arrived. They were still fully dressed, but it was exciting just the same. I recognized a number of faces. We didn’t interact, though. I just did my job. My boss came up to me. “They need an oiler. Do you want to do it?” “What’s an oiler?” “Someone to put body oil on the competitors. It’s supposed to show off their muscles more, I guess, to impress the judges. Do you mind doing it?” He asked me as if it was a demeaning task. I’d jump at the chance. Struggling to maintain a calm voice, I agreed to do it. I wasn’t the only oiler. There was no telling whom I would get or how many. I was given my supplies and went to the locker room. When I entered my heart started pounding very hard. All the bodybuilders were getting ready. Many were already stripped to their posing straps. It was a muscle orgy in there. I walked to a set aside area to wait. Trying to look nonchalant, I ogled the men. I paid special attention to those who were stretching and practicing posing. They were real serious, but I was enjoying the peep show. I was startled when I heard a voice say “I’m ready.” I turned around and almost fainted. Standing right beside me was Eddie Robinson! Daring to stare at his gorgeous face for a few extra seconds, I went to work. Though I outwardly showed professionalism, I was loving every minute of my work. Lubricating my hands, I went to work on Eddie’s legs. With quick strokes I massaged his legs. I wanted to do it slowly to savor the moment, but that wouldn’t be proper. Still, I was getting goose bumps from feeling his bare skin beneath my hands. His legs muscles were so big I had to use both hands to oil his thighs. As all the others, he was wearing only a skimpy speedo. The bulge in his crotch was quite noticeable with my head just a few inches away. Up close, I could see a small outline of his dick as it pressed against the fabric. As my hands massaged the inside of his thighs, they would occasionally brush against his groin. It was a light touch, hardly noticeable, but each touch made my own dick grow larger. I also had to oil Eddie’s sides. This included the flanks of his butt cheeks. Afraid I was tending to his legs for too long, I stood up and went behind Eddie to oil his back. His muscular back was a canvas for my hands. I started at the waist which allowed a close-up view of his magnificent ass. I wanted to grab it, but that could get me fired. I had to fight the compulsion to turn the oil rub into a full massage. I had to leave my hands flat against him. However, his massive muscles still allowed me to feel the contours of his body. After I reached his shoulders, I began to work on his mammoth arms. He held them straight down at an angle. Again I had to use both hands due to their largesse. After finishing one arm, I walked in front of him to do the other. I oiled his other arm quickly because I couldn’t wait to get to his hefty chest. I started at his ripped stomach. I moved my hands up his torso a little slower than I did his legs. His chest was like a mountain range of hills and valleys. Lightning went through me as I oiled over his pecs. Alas, I finally finished. “All done.” “Thanks.” Before Eddie left, he smiled and winked at me. It pained me to see him go. I had to release some of the energy that was swelling up inside me. I managed a sigh. A few minutes later my next bodybuilder arrived, Dennis Newman. I did the same with him as I did for Eddie. It was like this throughout the competition. A few bodybuilders I oiled up I didn’t know, but they were no less massive hunks of muscle. After finishing with my last bodybuilder, I washed up. I was instructed to get the showers ready. After the competition, the bodybuilders are a bit sticky from the oil. It isn’t so much the oil itself, but the affect of heavy lights glaring on them during the competition as well as perspiration. Anyway, there were several shower rooms, four spouts to a room. I was assigned to one room. I made sure it was clean and all the spouts were working. All I had to do next is stand by the door and hand whoever comes in a towel. The competition was over. Dorian Yates won. The bodybuilders returned to the locker room. Eddie and Dennis were talking as they approached me. I offered them their towels. Eddie put his hand out. “We won’t need them until we’re done.” He winked at me again, and he and Dennis went inside the shower room. There was applause as Dorian Yates came into the locker room. He was giving high-fives as he walked. I could see why he won. His muscles were fucking huge, more so than Eddie. Sorry Eddie. He came to my shower room. He didn’t take the offered towel. I thought this a bit strange. I checked out the others. Some bodybuilders took towels, others did not. Applause rose again as the runner-up came in, Craig Titus. He was as large as Yates, a walking wall of muscles. He had a blank expression on his face. He walked straight past me into the shower room without even a glance at my direction. Ok, so I had to wait until after they finished their showers. No big deal. I turned a bit to lean against the archway. I froze in shock. All four of the men were naked! I assumed they’d keep their straps on, but I was pleasurably wrong. I saw four pairs of glorious muscular buns. My dick sprang into attention. All four were rubbing themselves all over, rinsing off. Eddie and Dennis were still talking. Craig was moving slowly, but Dorian was washing himself fast. Dorian was the first to finish. He turned off the shower and walked in my direction. My heart pounded at this vision of masculinity. Water droplets slowly poured down his gigantic torso. His leg muscles rippled with each step framing his fat dick and balls. I couldn’t move. I was entranced by this Adonis. As he came closer to me he reached out his hand. I quickly recovered my senses and handed him a towel. “Thanks.” He walked passed me. I wanted to turn around to stare at him some more, but I saw Eddie had turned his head around and could see me. I would be embarrassed if he saw me leer at Dorian. He winked at me again and went back to talking to Dennis. Craig meanwhile was just standing under his stream of water. Water flowed down his back onto his large ass. It continued to flow under him until it dropped in a waterfall from his dick and balls. Eddie turned his head to look at me again. “Hey, guy, come here a second.” “Me?” “Who else? I need you to help answer a question.” Gaining some composure, I walked towards Eddie. “What do you want to know?” Both Eddie and Dennis turned around to face me. Lascivious energy flowed through me at the sight of these massive hunks so close and nude. My body wanted to shake in a frenzy when they bent their elbows and flexed their arms and chest. “When we saw Yates we knew we had no chance tonight, but between us two, who would you pick?” Not even Solomon could answer that. There are degrees of hunkiness, but to actually choose one over the other, it just can’t be done. However, I decided to tease them. “You both look fantastic, but I’d have to pick him.” I pointed to Craig. Dennis laughed. Eddie smirked. “Ha, ha. I mean just between Dennis and me.” I pretended to study them. I was actually ogling them. “Tough to say. Perhaps you should weigh yourselves.” Eddie shook his head. “Well, it looks like we have a wise guy here.” Dennis looked at Eddie. “Maybe we should teach him a lesson.” Eddie nodded. They grabbed me and put me under a shower stream. They didn’t let me go until I was completely soaked. I wanted to dry myself off, but the towels had fallen onto the floor and were wet themselves. I glanced at Craig; he was shaking his head. Dennis acted concerned. “You could catch a cold wearing wet clothes. Better take them off to let them dry out.” I started towards the exit. Eddie grabbed me. “Hold on. You’re our towel guy. You have to stay here.” Eddie escorted me to a dry part of the shower room. “Take them off here.” He winked again. I was embarrassed to take off my clothes. I didn’t know what these guys were thinking, but I did not want them to know they were giving me a hard on. I tried the age old trick of thinking unsexy thoughts. It sort of worked. My dick was still gorged, but it was no longer solid hard. As a saving grace, I stripped to my underwear and stopped. Eddie shook is head. “Uh uh. Those too. Only fair. You’re seeing us naked.” I happened to glance at Craig again. He was leaning forward with his hands up on the wall. He was looking at the floor. I took off my underwear. Eddie held me by the shoulder. “Ok, let’s go back.” We walked back to the showers. Dennis spoke up. “You know, this guy still owes us. It’s payback time.” “You’re right. I should go first since I was before.” “I think it’s better to do it together. More fun that way.” “All right.” Eddie squatted in front of me and began to massage my legs. Dennis stood behind me and did my back. Unlike when I did them before, they moved their hands slowly. My dick sprang into attention again. Eddie winked at me again and then swallowed my dick. I could hold out no longer and allowed my lust to take over. My body weakened as the pleasure engulfed me, and I melted into Dennis’ arms. Dennis puts his arms around me to massage my chest. Eddie had reached around to grab my butt and push me into him. I wiggled my fingers through Eddie’s hair. He flicked his tongue along my shaft. I started to hump him; fuck his mouth. Dennis kissed the back of my neck and slowly went down my back, giving me a tongue bath along the way. When he reached my ass he licked my buns. He spread my cheeks apart to dig his tongue into my hole. As he flicked his tongue around, I recognized that he was doing the alphabet. Eddie stood up in front me. I leaned into him to devour his pecs. My hands grabbed his ass and squeezed. I changed my mind a bit and removed one hand to grab Eddie’s dick. I jerked it between us. Eddie massaged my back. Suddenly, I felt my dick getting sucked again. I thought it was Dennis, but he was still eating my ass. It couldn’t be Eddie because I was nibbling his pectorals. I looked down. Eddie’s legs are far apart. Craig was lying on the floor between them; his head lifted up so his mouth could reach me. Utter joy swept through me as I watched Craig blow me. Eddie lifted my head up to kiss me. My body was now overloaded with sexual energy. I was freaking out as my dick, ass, and lips were all being stimulated at the same time. My body literally shook in ecstasy. “What the fuck?” A voice echoed into the room. I had no idea who it was. Eddie walked behind me, straddled Dennis’ neck, and began to lick the nape of my neck. Craig took this opportunity to sit up to get a better grip on my dick with his mouth. My view no longer obstructed, I saw who had spoken. It was Dorian. He was still naked, wiping his head with the towel. “I bet this was your idea, Eddie.” Dorian shook his head. “I won the competition. You still owe me.” Dorian dropped his towel and walked towards us. Because Craig was in the way, Dorian had to straddle his legs around Craig’s shoulders. I reached my hands around Dorian to grab his ass and buried my face onto his chest. I licked all over his bulging massive chest in a frenzy. I started to whimper as I got closer to orgasm. Hearing this, Dorian lifted my head and pressed his lips against mine. That did it. My whimpers got louder and louder. They turned into grunts. My body began to shake again. Craig sucked me faster. He put his hand in front of his mouth to jerk me off at the same time. Dennis continued to eat my ass. Eddie moved down to give my middle and lower back a tongue bath. Dorian held me tight by my upper back and massaged my lips with his. I finally burst. My lips were forced apart from Dorian as I had to scream. “Ah, ah, ah, ah, AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!” I exploded into Craig’s mouth, my body jerking wildly. Craig continued to flick his tongue about my now overly sensitive dick. I whelped at each thrust of his tongue. Finally spent, my body went limp. Eddie held me up. Both he and Dorian carried me into the locker room and put me on a couch. Craig came over and put a dry towel on top of me. He knelt before me, stroking is hand on my head. Dennis told Dorian about my wet clothes. As they and Eddie were discussing what to do next, Craig gently kissed me.
