Straight Guy Gets Gay Massage

I guess I should have realized that something like this would happen eventually. I was always made fun of in school for having a “girly” build. At only five foot 4 inches I’m not particularly tall. I have slim shoulders, thin arms and legs and my hips are probably more shapely than most guy’s. I didn’t exactly help things by keeping my blonde hair shoulder length. I told everyone it was because I liked metal music. Most of all though, I apparently have a nice ass.
The shower room in gym class was pure torture, guys would always be trying to sneak a peek at it or touch it or giving me dares to shake it. I got constant pinches and gropes in the halls. I even overheard the popular girls, the ones who didn’t normally even acknowledge I existed, saying how they wished they had an ass like mine.
I thought all that was behind me when I finally finished high school and got my IT certification. I had an adult job, away from all the posing and bullying that kids are known for. Hell, I was working with other people who, for the most part, had been on the receiving end of bullying themselves, so they generally would understand. And for the most part they did. I got a few stares, even had one guy try and chat me up until I turned around and he realized I was a guy. That all changed on the day I decided I needed a massage.
It was only a few weeks after I started at a new company. I’ve never had particularly good posture, and a good office chair that would keep the worst of the consequences of my slouching at bay was still on order. By the end of the first week...