So I recently had my first ever pro massage, and I loved it, so relaxing, felt great. That was about a month ago. So I’m out running errands today, and I see a massage sign in a local sleepy strip mall, and think, why not! I’ll treat myself! So I go in and the lovely little asian woman, in broken English explains the hourly rate for a massage, and I ask her for an hour and a half (treating myself remember) and pay her in cash. She seems thrilled, not sure why, but not asking questions either, and leads me to one of the quiet, nicely appointed rooms, gestures to where I can place my clothes, and sets out a towel for me. I get undressed, don my hand towel across the backyard, and get comfy until she gets back. Massage starts pretty uneventful, although it seems like she’s being more sensual than committed to moving muscle, then as she’s working the glutes, she grazes the boys. I don’t think much of it, not like they tuck in or anything, and damned if I’m laying on them, but then it happens two or three more times! Less and less accidental as they go! So I think to myself, “Self, I think she may be testing the waters before a full swim, should we let her know these be friendly waters?”, to which I reply in my inner monologue, “Yes, I think that would be prudent at this juncture.” So I let out a bit of a moan, not a good muscle spot moan, but not a being deepthroated moan either, somewhere in the middle, somewhere subtle. She obviously caught my intention, and her hand immediately slid up and round the base of the fellas and back out. Ok, yup, this is actually happening, another subtle pleased moan is coaxed out, and she transitions from massaging my body, to massaging not only my squished package, but the back door too!