For the record, though, this was where I closed the door and locked it, just to be sure, not because I wanted to masturbate the hell out of my cock - ... was not sure what would come out, you see - but I did not want her walking in while I was dressing. I stepped into the now-clear bathroom, did all that I wanted to do - which did not include jacking off, or beating the peter or any other quaint term for what I do every other night, but did relieve the pressure in another way I do not have to. I lost sleep masturbating just thinking about him, more when I guessed I was reading him right. Wondering if something would happen between us and hoping it would. It did. Two weeks to the day after Eric arrived. He had invited me to join him for a 5:00 am swim in our building’s rooftop pool. It was a Saturday morning, our pool opened at 6:30, but by then he had his own key to keep up his practice routine. We were getting into our trunks in the men’s locker room when I caught myself staring.. ”“Soon,” I promised.“I love you,” she cooed.Hearing those words that she’d typed so many times in chat and on ICQ was indescribable. I responded, “Love you too, babydoll.”She moaned and said, “That gave me shivers.”I lifted my shoulder to hold the phone against my ear, reached for my shorts, and pulled them up.“What are you doing?”I let out a comically high-pitched grunt as my underwear slid over my still-sensitive cock.She giggled and said, “Oh.” Then she said in a pouty voice, “No. Perhaps they were only fellowadventurers on this most incredible journey together. They had seen andfelt things that no one else on earth ever had, and the profundity ofthose experiences linked them tighter than any other bond. They'dtravelled on a journey into the very heart of one another's lives - cometo understand each other like no one else. In a real way they had merged,each one of them becoming an amalgamation of who they were and the other.They had become connected in body, mind and.