He coughed again. "Wait," he croaked again, and coughed again. Jeez, had I really hit him that hard? For a second there, I wondered if I would have to...call for the paramedics. I waited, arm cocked as if I were about to throw a javelin. He took his hands off his stomach to motion for me to put the recorder down. Or to sit down or both or maybe to see if he was still alive.It took him a few minutes to regain his breath, during which I did not stand as if I would throw anything anywhere. I sat. "I hit the inner airlock hatch release and strode out and to the tiny med room. I pulled the med stasis unit out of the bag. I was careful as I hooked it up before heading for the bridge. I stopped in the hatch, "how does it look?"The two men at the controls snorted and the pilot never looked away from his controls, "they have fighters patrolling the edge of the belt and so far we have a dozen destroyers and half as many cruisers on the way."The copilot glanced back, "what is the big deal about. The sight of them made me horny so I had a quick wank before Carl returned with all our stuff from the hostel. It was booked for weekend so we couldn’t stay but Carl said we could stay in this flat and his friend who owned it said it was fine of course as it was going on the letting anyway. Carl had also bought Adam lots of new stuff. Saying that if he was going to be a fulltime member of the team he would need it. He had new steel cap work boots, snickers, cargo shorts and some tees the same. I used to stick my crotch to the bench ahead to hide it yet, surprise surprise! I masturbated for the first time when I was 17. Such a taboo was the subject of sex and anything related to it that proper knowledge was difficult to obtain. Speculation, self doubts and seedy books were our sources of self discovery. No wonder I never knew what had happened when I occasionally woke up with soiled pyjamas. On another occasion during a scuffle with a effeminate friend of mine, I attained a raging.