"Okay, Brandon," Rachel says quietly. "Time to turn over," she adds with a light smack on my ass cheek. The moment we've all been waiting for is here. I turn towards her and watch her eyes go directly to my hard on. Her eyes glance to my face and we make eye contact as I settle onto my back.

"Very nice," she says, smiling at my rod sticking up like a damn flagpole. "Isn't this better without the confines of the briefs?" she asks.

"We'll see," I answer cryptically, smiling back at her. She doesn't respond but just starts massaging my chest. Again the massage continues as before moving to...