The voice of the instructor flowed across the room. “Ok everyone,” he said. “Time to do the front. Men, roll over. Remember, slow and integrated.”
“Well?” said Lill, folding her hands over her breasts. “You heard the man.” She grinned evilly. “Roll over.”
For a moment, Steve didn’t move. Then he sighed deeply, raised his head and looked at Lill.
“Lill,” he said heavily. “This is amazing - you’re amazing…but I don’t think that what’s been happening is a good idea.”
Lill’s smile faded, but not completely. Steve continued with heavy regret in his voice. “I’ve known you guys a long time, and I really value your friendship. I can’t just go behind Ben’s back. Hell, you can’t either - you guys are crazy about each other. We’ve got to stop before we go do something we really regret.”
Lill crouched down, until her face was level with Steve’s. She kissed him on the forehead and said, “Steve, you are such a good friend to both of us.” Then she stood up. “But Steve, I wouldn’t worry about Ben.”
“What? Of course we should worry.”
I’ll put up her hand. “No, no, I don’t think Ben minds.”
“Why on earth would you think that?”
“Because,” she said smiling at him, “Ben encouraged me to do this. He wanted me to drive you crazy at this class. He wanted me to touch you like this. Steve, he’ll actually be disappointed if we don’t mess around a bit tonight.”
Steve stared at Lill. “Are you…serious?”
Lill glanced at the camera, with a smile meant for me. “I’m always serious. Now,” she said, resting her hand on his inner thigh, fingertips lightly touching the tip of his penis and swirling what must have been a soak of precum around his glans. “Time to obey instructions and turn over.”
Steve began smiling. “This is nuts,” he said. “Anyway, I’m not lying down with my penis out and standing up like a flagpole. Not in a massage class. You need to drape me.”
Lill rolled her eyes, but knowing Lill, she also saw the sense in this. She reached out of frame and came back with a small green towel.
“Ok,” she said. “You can turn over now.”
Steve hesitated, then pushed himself up onto his elbows, and turned onto his back. As he turned, his penis was finally released and Lill and I could see exactly what we were dealing with.
Steve’s penis was embedded in neatly trimmed pubic hair. It was monumentally erect, standing almost straight up, the circumcised head red and throbbing slightly from Lill’s caresses. It was larger than mine, and I am a bit above average…it wasn’t a monster penis but I could see from Lill’s eyes that she was not unhappy with it.
“Is it…is is ok if I touch it a bit more?”
“You sure Ben’s ok with this?”
“He is. You can ask him yourself. Is it ok?”
He glanced at the privacy screen. “Ok, but then you’d better get that towel over me.”
Lill glanced at the phone, smiling at me, and then took her right hand and gently placed it over his circumcised head. Steve breathed deeply as she let her oil-slickened fingers slide downwards. Excruciatingly slowly, her fingers trailed over the length of his shaft, and came to rest lightly on his balls.
Then she curled her hand around the shaft, pulled it upward towards the head again, and let her thumb move in circles over the top. Even through the phone, I could see the glistening pre-cum leaking from the tip his penis, and I tried to mirror the action of Lill’s hand on my own cock.
“I like your penis,” said Lill. She seemed almost shy now, but also fascinated. Her cheeks were very red. “Is it ok if I kiss it before I cover it up?”
“Um, yeah,” said Steve, who was busy blissful disconnecting from reality. “Yes.”
Lill bent down, and held his penis in her hand. Then she gently kissed it, first just with her lips, then letting her tongue explore the shaft. For a few seconds, she moistened the penis carefully, then began licking his pre-cum-soaked frenulum with her tongue’s tip. She kissed it like a woman kissing her lover’s lips, and Steve began to move his hips up and down, dragging his cockhead against her agonisingly gentle kiss.
After a few seconds more, she broke contact, and straightened up. “Ok,” she said. “Massage time.” She lowered the towel over his penis, which looked ridiculous. He was so erect now, the towel was pulled up, leaving it truly looking like a tiny tent. She dribbled massage oil over him, then let her hands slide over his body - all of it.
As she was letting her hands explore his front in downright indecent ways, I brought the vibrator in again, straight up to 3. She moaned slightly, her hand stopping under the towel, where she had been sliding it over Steve’s intimate spots.
He opened his eyes, and they smiled at each other.
She removed her hand from his dick, and slid both palms over her breasts, covering them in a sheen of oil. The vibrator was teasing her clit and g-spot, her eyes were unfocused, and I knew she wanted more from my friend.
She grabbed Steve’s hand closest to her, and brought it up to her breasts. “What?” She asked, “did you think this was a free ride? Get busy, Damnit.”
I could actually see Steve bite his tongue with the phrase, “Are you sure?” coming out of his mouth. He began to drag his hand over her painfully erect nipples and along the underside of each breast, catching each nipple between the sides of his fingers and tweaking them gently as he passed.
Meanwhile, her hands pulled the draping aside, letting his penis spring free once again into the open air. She began to stroke his cock up and down with her left hand, gently cupping his balls with her right.
I could see they were both close to release. Lill was squirming as the vibrations and Steve’s fingers did their work, and his cock was twitching, her hand moving faster and faster up and down the shaft. Suddenly Steve grunted and clenched his butt, and a rope of sperm ejected from his penis, landing on Lill’s stomach. It was too much for her and she began to orgasm as well, removing the hand on his balls to steady herself on his chest. He shot rope after rope of cum, angled towards her breasts and stomach, as her thighs jerked.
I switched the vibrator off - I know she’s over-sensitive after orgasm, and watched the aftermath of their shared orgasm.
Lill let her cum-soaked hand slide up his penis once more, then reluctantly let go and covered him with the towel.
He said, “Woah.” Simple, expressive.
Bent over as she was, her breasts were near his mouth, and he pulled his head up and gently kissed her nipple, then collapsed back onto the table.
She leaned over and whispered something in his ear. He listened, thought for a moment, then nodded, and she walked round the table, grabbed the phone from her bag on the hook, and turned the camera off.
I was sitting in the bed, stroking my penis, so erect I thought I was going to explode. Suddenly I was the only one in the meeting. I felt a surge of disappointment.
It lasted for 30 seconds, until my phone buzzed. It was a message from Lill. It read, “Have a shower Ben, this massage isn’t finished, and we’re coming home. When we arrive, it’s MY turn on the table.”