When they asked us to disrobe and lie down on the massage tables, I wait just a moment so that I can watch the rob slide off your body. I fiddle with my robe as I watch you crawl on the table raising your ass slightly as you begin to lie down. I take off my robe and get on the table, adjusting myself so it sits down between my legs. I grab the towel, and while I'm tempted to just leave it off completely, I settle instead by placing it just covering my butt.

It's not long before our masseuses return. Immediately I catch a hint of Anna's smell. I breath it in as I settle myself to relax. The anticipation doesn't last long as she begins to rub the oil into my back. She is standing above my head, and I can see her feet pointed down my body. As she reached down my back, she is forced to lean over me, and I can feel her hair brush against my skin, and feel her breath against the back of my neck. her fingers stretch out as she reaches my lower back so that she just grazes my ass. As she returns her hands up my back, I get goose bumps as her fingers nails lightly run over my skin. I'm relaxed and slowly breathing to take this all in.

It's not long before she moves to work on my legs. At the bottom of the table, she runs her hands up the backs of my legs with her thumbs running up the inside of my legs. With each stroke, she moves slowly but farther up my legs, until she sliding over my ass as well. Her thumbs are grazing the inside of my thighs and running over my crack. I'm already semi-hard, but it shouldn't be noticeable. Hoping she won't notice, I wait for a slight pause in the massage, and as subtly as possible, open my legs a little wider. I feel her hands work once more up my legs, but with more space to work with, her thumbs now slightly brush my balls. Was that accidental? I'm careful not to be vocal, but I can't help by take a deep breath which I'm sure you hear.

Her hands continue to move, and after each pass of her hands I'm getting more and more excited. It's becoming uncomfortable to lie on my now stiffening friend, but I don't dare move my hand to shift it. Just as I'm starting to lose focus, Anna says in a quiet whisper that it's time to flip over. I'm both excited and nervous for this moment. I'm worried that my bulge will stick up, making my towel look like it's hanging off a coat rack. But part of that excites me too. I want both Anna and you to see how turned on I am. I want you both to see how big you have both made me. The thought of women looking directly at my hard-on with both excitement and curiosity, like they are opening up a present has always turned me on.

As I roll over, I see that you are rolling over too. Your privacy sheet has shifted, and no longer is covering you head to toe, but now is just over your breasts, and is bunched up around your upper thighs. I'm not sure how it got that way, but I'm certain that if Pablo massages your feet he is going to get a view to remember. This does not help my tent situation, as I'm now at full mast. I decide to let it be, and not stress. It's natural, and nothing to be ashamed of. As you finish rolling over, you take a quick look at me, and your eyes widen . I give you a "meh" look with a grin and you smile back. Pablo and Anna bring us these soft sleep masks and ask us to wear them. It seems strange, and I'm not sure if these are to block out the light, but my other senses are heightened. I'm focused on each touch, and can smell Anna's perfume clearer now. I can also hear your breathing. It has become rhythmic and deep. If I didn't know any better I would think you were enjoying this more than you expected.

Anna begins at my head, slowly massaging my chest, and sliding her hands down my stomach. She again leans over me, but now I'm able to smell her, feel her hair tickle my chest. I can't help myself, I need to see. I pretend to scratch my temple, and as I do, I slip the mask down over my eyes. Just as I do, Anna stretches her arms and body over mine, sliding down my chest. I did not realize how close her breasts were to my face. They are large, and soft. The kind that makes you want to bury your head right into them, like yours. It takes every effort not just to lift my face into them as she passes by one more time. My erection is still standing tall, and it jumps each time Anna's hand gets close to it. I could swear that she is getting closer and closer each time, but it's hard to focus as she is now almost laying on my face. She moves onto my arms, working the muscles through the shoulder, bicep, forearm and working towards my hands. As she massages my hands she pulls them close to her chest, so they are pressed palm open against her breast. I only have to curl my fingers and I'd be holding them in my hand. She pauses for a minute and looks at me. She see's now that I have lowered my mask. She then looks directly at my tent pole and then back at me and gives a sly smile. Oh my God. Not only did she notice, but it looks like she approves. As I'm processing this, Anna finally moves around my body towards my legs. I follow her with my eyes as she walks over, and for the first time catch a glimpse of your massage in process. I was not prepared for what I saw…