I was laying back on the raised floor, stroking my cock. I was only wearing the towel that was issued to you when you entered. The rest of my clothes ...ere in the locker. There was a couple of other guys around my age of 40, laying on the carpet raised floor, jacking to the movie.People entered and left. One guy that came in was Oriental, around 18. He had to be at least 18, or they would not let him enter the building. He looked at me, and then at my throbbing cock, bit his lower lip and left.. I didn't kneel down to tie my shoes, I just bent over. I knew that when I did this my shorts would stretch making them transparent. Hopefully Tom had a great view. We moved the couch to Tom's truck. Before we put in the truck I had to clear some stuff from the bed of his truck. I was crawling on all fours, as I moved the stuff. "I should have cleaned this up beforehand, but I had a busy week." Tom said. I turned around giving Tom a great look down my shirt. "It's no problem," I said. We asked if she would like a drink and we headed to the bar. Reception and the bar were closed so we sat and drank and talked for ages.After a while, someone suggested (can’t remember who) that we go and have a spa. We went up to the apartment and collected towels and swimwear and off we went. Of course, Deb had no swimwear but she said she didn’t need any.We went to the Spa and we started to go to the change rooms. “Hey, why bother! I don’t have swimmers so I’m just stripping and jumping. He said yes of course. After feather stroking his scrotum with her fingertips, she grabbed his huge, fat cock and started to stroke it.All four men were fully erect even before our turn started. I fell back and felt two pairs of strong hands catch me. I feel relaxed, but helpless as I am held there. I feel a hand gently brush against my erect cock sending waves of pleasure through my body. My eyes are closed, so I don't know whose hand it is. I feel other hands gently running up my thighs.