They not only looked alike but they wore their hair in the same style and donned identical clothes. Their voice and mannerism were also alike. Both of... them were full of mischief all the time. They enjoyed masquerading as each other and did their best to confuse everyone as to their identity. They had finished their school and now helped their parents. On the side, they were doing a part time course related to the hotel business. Like their mother in their case, also I got a hard on when ever I. Gasp! And this stranger is naked.I start to speak but feel Mark’s reassuring hands around my shoulders. “Just go with it,” he whispers in my ear.I hesitate but glance at Mark. His eyes are approving. Encouraging. Warm. Tender.Adam, my masseuse, is a tight-bodied, well-endowed man. I can’t help but gasp at his dangling penis. Even unswollen, he is already nearly as large as Mark is erect. His smoldering eyes and dark, wavy hair add to his appeal.Adam reaches for my hand and places me directly. Not that being alone together bothered us we had been holidaying in our home in Falmouth for may years it had been in our family since the 18th century courtesy of a successful frigate captain and his prize money. The house used to seem creepy to me the wooden floors and beams creaked and moaned sometimes it seemed for no apparent reason.This particular year it seemed to creak less possibly to the dry summer or I might have finally started getting used to the noise.While we were there mum took. I did not know what I was going to do because they had tied me so tight I could not move to untie myself and my s*s was due home anytime soon. I tried to struggle free but it was not happening and then to my horror I hered the front door open and close and the sound of my sisters voice calling out she was home and then the sound of her foot steps coming up the stairs towards her room and then the door opened and I closed my eyes and then I hered her gasp as she saw me tied to her bed in her.