Just Ignore It

Chapter 1

Just ignore it.

Ignore all the guys around him, ignore the fact that he was naked as well, and ignore that a number of them were eyeing him like a piece of meat.

This is what Matt was repeating over and over inside his head as he sat in one of the ridiculously large hot tubs of Decadence, the all male spa his friends had dragged him too. Matt closed his dark green eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, thinking back to just over an hour ago. Yeah, he should have guessed something was up when he saw the name of the spa, but by that time they were already here, and his friends assured him not to worry about it. Once they got inside the spa seemed oddly empty, even for four in the afternoon. It wasn’t until later that he learned the spa doesn’t even open until four on weekdays, so they had been the very first customers of the day. Trent had hung back with him while Ayden, Brice, and Mallory went up to the front desk to sign them in, giving Matt time to fully look around the reception area. Even if the name was kind of odd, the front was clean, sophisticated, and very professional. Once ready the receptionist gestured to a door to the right of desk, smiling the usual receptionist smile with the usual ‘enjoy your stay’ routine. Through the door was a small hallway with only two doors, one for the locker room, and the other with a large ‘employees only’ sign. The locker room was good sized, with well over fifty lockers but surprisingly no showers or changing rooms of any kind. That kind of surprised Matt, but he shrugged it off and began undressing, for on the door to lead into the spa’s main area, there was another sign posted this one announcing that the only thing your allowed to wear past this point was a towel. Brice procured five combination locks for everyone’s lockers, though Matt didn’t catch the knowing smile Brice and many of the others were wearing as he clicked the lock into place on his own locker.

“Alright let’s get this party started!” Mallory stated with a grin before heading through the door with a towel wrapped around his waist.

As they made their way through another hallway Matt had to admire the decorations in the spa, the whole place seemed to scream sophistication, making him wonder even more why the name. He shrugged slight, brushing it off and turned to Trent, his closest friend out of the bunch as well as being the sanest. “So what’s the plan anyways?”

“Oh, no plan, really. This is just a laid back type of spa, mostly hot tubs and mud baths, that sort of thing.” Trent replied back, giving him an easy grin. Trent was one of those tall, dark, and handsome guys, with being somewhere around 6’ 3”, pitch-black hair that was just barely long for the bangs to hang in his dark brown eyes, and a well-defined swimmers body.

Matt glanced back up at their leader, just in time to see Mallory giving him a sly smile before looking forward again.

“Alright, what’s going on?” Matt asked, glancing at the others, many of who were wearing smiles like that of Mallory’s.

“Nothings goin’ on, Matt. We’re just glad you’ve finally lightened up enough to actually do something fun.” He heard Ayden pipe up from behind him. Matt gave him a scrutinizing look, before doing the same to everyone else. Trent avoided his gaze as did Brice, but the other two definitely had a look fox in the henhouse going on.

“Here we are!” Mallory announced suddenly stopping at a door that a decorative sign on it.

“Palace Bathroom.” Mallory pushed open the door with a flourish and strutted into the room.

Matt was close behind him while the other three followed, then almost running into Matt as he stopped abruptly.

“What exactly is this place?” He asked in awe as he looked around the room. It was literally a palace bathroom, looking like it came straight out of a roman palace, a hot tub big enough to fit over 12 people in the center of the room, large ornate benches lining two walls, while there was a waterfall-like shower taking up the entire far side wall.

“Like he said, the palace bathroom.” Ayden lightly pushed him forward as they all filed into the room.

Mallory had already discarded his towel and was making his way into the tub, with everyone else soon following. Matt walked over in a slight daze, still amazed at the sheer level of detail in the etchings on the benches and walls. He almost fell in when Brice suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the tub.

“Stop gawking and get in already!”

Matt stumbled slightly before yanking his hand back, dropping his towel beside the tub and quickly getting in.

“It’s about time.” Mallory said with a grin.

Matt frowned at him slightly before glancing around at his friends, whose bottom halves were completely covered by the bubbling water, only to be reminded yet again of how he was like the kid in the bunch, even though he wasn’t the youngest. Not only was he the shortest of the group, a depressing 5’ 2”, his face has constantly referred to being ‘boyish’ because of his soft features and large, dark green eyes. His light brown hair even seemed against, since styling it had never worked, he had now given up, and let it grow out a few inches though now it just looked shaggy. And because of his tech kid life, muscles and him didn’t mix, so he was thin, but that was about it. Meanwhile his friends all had styled hair, defined abs and literally seemed like they had just walked out of a fashion show or something. Mallory had bright, red flaming hair that hung just a few inches short of his shoulders, was about half a foot taller than Matt, had bright blue eyes with a rather angular face that worked for him. Brice was almost complete opposite, with his short, perfectly spiked short, dark brown hair, broad chin, dark eyes, and a body to match his face, strong and muscular. Then there was the last complete opposite, Ayden. He sort of shared the same boat as Matt did, with only being a few inches taller than Matt himself, and even had a bit of a soft face as well, but the real differences come clear with his stylized, loose blond hair that hung just below the top of his ears, clear blue eyes, slightly toned body, and very quiet, bordering on shy attitude. Sometimes Matt seriously wondered how even got to hanging out with them, because they were all so different from each other, let alone him. He sighed and glanced around again, only now realizing all the looks being shot his way.

“Alright, seriously, what the hell is going on?”

They all exchanged knowing glances before Trent sighed, “We should tell him before it gets too late.”

“What? No, let him guess…”

“Come on, Trent, don’t ruin it.”

“Yeah, let it be a surprise!”

These pleads continued on from the other three for a little while before Matt put his hand up, “Excuse me but, don’t ruin what? Either tell me what’s going on or I’m out of here.”

“You see, that’d be impossible.” Mallory stated with a grin.

“…What?”

“Yeah, you see… You’re locker holds everything you need to get home, but unfortunately your locker has a combination lock on it and only we know the code.”

Matt felt his mouth open and close, feeling like a fish out of water. He turned to Trent who at first wouldn’t look him in the eye. Finally he looked over at him and gave Matt an apologetic look.

“Sorry, Matt. But you were so down after your last relationship, we wanted to cheer you up and this sounded like a good idea.”

“Do you know the code?” Matt said this in a low town, feeling his anger start to rise.

“No, they wouldn’t tell me, I think they were afraid of me spilling the beans.”

Matt sighed again, closed his eyes and leaned back against the edge of the hot tub, pinching the bridge of his nose. “So what is?”

“huh?”

“This place, spa, or whatever, what is it truly, or what do you four have planned that obviously requires me being kidnapped?” Matt asked, his eyes still closed.

He could hear the grin in Mallory’s voice, “Well, it is spa, we didn’t lie about that. It’s just a… very special spa.”

“Mallory, knock it off. Matt, it’s actually… well it’s a…” Trent trailed off before leaning in and whispering in his ear.

Matt’s eyes snapped open and he stared at Trent in disbelief. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” A frantic look around the group confirmed Trent was not by the huge grins. “What are earth would make you guys think I would want to come to a… a… public orgy-fest masquerading as a spa!”

Mallory pouted at that, “It’s not a public orgy-fest, and it is a spa, just a very open, and… friendly spa.”

“Give me the code to my locker, I’m out of here.” Matt said through gritted teeth.

Brice leaned back and crossed his arms behind his head, “Oh, give it a chance Matt, it’s not like you’ll be forced to participate or anything. Just relax and have fun. I know it’s hard for a prude like you but at least try.”

Matt sighed and went back to his pose of leaned back, eyes closed, nose pinched. “I’m guessing I really don’t have a choice in the matter…” he mumbled.

“Nope!” returned the chorus.

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And that is how Matt found himself still in the hot tub, now filled with several other men, with many more under the shower and on the benches. He just wanted to drown in the hot, bubbling water surrounding him, but he doubted any of his friends would leave him alone long enough for that too happen.

“You okay?” Trent asked, seeing how tense he still was.

“What do you think?” Matt mumbled.
Trent sighed, glanced at the others to make sure they were thoroughly ‘engaged’ before turning back to Matt. “Alright, I was gonna wait a little while longer to tell you this, but you’re just too miserable to make you stay any longer.”

Matt’s eyes flashed open and he looked up in disbelief at Trent, “I thought you didn’t know the code to my locker?” he whispered, afraid the others would butt in if they heard what they were talking about.

“I don’t, but I do know of a group of rooms in a part of the spa that you can stay in until our times up. Just remember to close the door when you go in and you’ll be completely alone for however long you want.” Trent said, reaching back and grabbing Matt’s towel that was still sitting by the tub.

Matt stared at him for a minute before saying in a whisper, “I would kiss you right now if I didn’t want to beat the shit out you for dragging me here in the first place.” He took his towel and jumped out of the hot tub, quickly wrapping it around his waist, but not before a few wolf whistles was heard. Matt ducked his head down to hide the blush he could feel creeping into his face.

“Trust me, I completely understand. Go left when leave and then right on the third hallway down. All the doors down there are the rooms.” Trent said, watching as Matt tore out of the room as soon as he had his directions.

Matt made his way through the hallway, realizing as he went deeper what this ‘spa’ just truly was. A big hint was that the deeper he went, more and more televisions were appearing, all hanging from the wall or corners of the hallway, and all showing very… explicit pornos. Matt shuddered slightly and felt his cheeks burn hotter from the sounds alone. When he finally came to the rooms Trent had told him about all the doors were closed except one. The sign that was posted every few feet said explicitly not to open any closed doors, so after glancing inside to make sure the room was truly empty, Matt went in and looked around. It was obviously meant to look like some sort of honeymoon suite, with its large, circular bed covered with rose red covers. The carpet was the same shade as the covers, and even the light had a pink glow to it when he flicked it on. There was a large mirror covering one of the walls, and a shelf full of lubes, massage oils, lotions, and many other items that just screamed sexual pleasure was situated along the wall with the bed. He stepped back outside to read the sign on the outside of the door. ‘Love Shack’ is what it boasted in curly almost unreadable letters. He scoffed, love shack, right. Matt walked back into the room and swung the door shut as he made his way towards the bed. The day had been particularly stressful and after the last hour of the hot tub he just wanted to lay down and sleep until everyone was ready to leave.

As soon as his head touched the pillow Matt could feel his eyes began to flutter close. He couldn’t have forced himself to stay awake even if wanted to at that point. He sighed lightly as the world went blissfully dark and sunk into a deep, dreamless sleep.

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“Hmmm….” Matt awoke slowly, still extremely drowsy. He laid still, trying to figure out where exactly he was when he realized something was extremely wrong.

There was someone else in the room with him.

More than that, the someone was propped above him, one hand resting on his side while a soft pair of lips traced his shoulder.

Matt immediately tensed, and started feeling the slight panic building in his mind, when he heard a soft chuckle from behind him, “It’s about time you finally woke up.” The hand that was still resting on his side started to slide farther down.

With a yelp, Matt quickly flipped over and found himself staring into ice blue eyes, surrounded by snow white hair, all belonging to a man with fair skin that looked only a couple years older than Matt himself. All he could think of when he saw the man looming above him was as if it was Jack Frost was staring down at him.

“W-who the hell are you, and what you doing in here?”