On the table ass up, Trent

"Face down," Joyce said. She helped the young man up onto the massage table.

Trent chuckled. "And ass up."

"Spread your knees a little. Good. Now Gary, come close and watch me," Joyce said. "This is what I did for Trent earlier."

"Sex kung-fu grip," Trent said. "Ohhhhh," he moaned as Joyce demonstrated on the root of Trent's penis with two fingers squeezing and one pressing.

"See? Now you try it," Joyce said. "One hand like this."

Gary followed Joyce's example, pinching and pressing.

Trent moaned with pleasure. "Aw shit, Menard, you got it. You gotta let her teach you more stuff. Maybe cock sucking."

Joyce smiled indulgently. "I'm sure that you young men can teach each other more about fellatio than I know."

Gary laughed. Trent was loving it, and they'd barely gotten started.

Gary wondered if that's why Stuart had a circle of young men and women as his sex pets. Because it was fun getting them hot, making them beg, and getting them off in front of each other. Like, being a pleasure top, not sadistic or really dominant. Just "I'll do you, I'll do you ALL and I'll make you come!" Except Rei, anyway.

"Is Trent always like this?" Bernie murmured to Debbie. "Talking so much?"

Debbie laughed. "Not always. Today he's really excited. Stu's been away, and when you and Gary asked to hook up, he was all woo-hoo, gonna get me some dick, woo-hoo! He's been a total chucklefuck like this all day."

Bernie pressed her face into her fleshy elbow to stifle a snort of derision. Trent was actually okay, even if he was being a total chucklefuck.

"He's a goofball, but I love him," Debbie said. "Back to it? Ahhhhhh...so GOOD! Oh yeah, more like that. Like that!"

Standing behind Debbie, Bernie dug her thumbs into Debbie's back muscles. Debbie's voice rose in pleasure as she leaned forward into the padded supports of the adjustable massage chair.

After fifteen minutes of Joyce and Gary massaging Trent's back, neck, shoulders, arms, legs, and buttocks, to Trent's vocal approval, Joyce had Trent turn over. Just like his back, Trent's light golden tan was all-over, with only a faint trace of a swimsuit line. Gary's bare skin was pale except for forearms, face. and shins.

Trent's cock was fully erect and drooling. It was average sized, like Stuart's.

"Oh yeah, bring it on," Trent said. There was a dreamy note in his voice after the four-handed back massage. "You got any more special sex grips to teach Gary?"

"As a matter of fact I do," Joyce said. "Most of the manual pleasure techniques I teach in my Women's Pleasure Circles can be adapted for male anatomy."

"How're the babes doin'?" Trent said. He turned his head toward Bernie and Debbie. "Whoo baby, lookit that, you go girls."