The waiting was excruciating. Brian had packed a bag with CDs, a small CD player, some lube and a very ambitious number of condoms. He also added some...items from our special drawer. Some soft white rope, a strip of black silk, equally qualified to bind wrists or serve as a blind fold and one small pink vibrator.At last it was nine pm. The Holiday Inn was only a few blocks from our apartment. We'd be a few minutes late, not seeming to anxious, though I was, indeed, too anxious, more from nerves. The crack and pain caused me to lurch forward, pulling ¾ of the cock out of my ass. The momentum brought me back down upon it. This went on for 2 or 3 minutes, striking my back, pulling off the cock and falling back down on it. Apparently this wasn’t working fast enough because he pushed my off and onto my stomach.In no time Master had swung his leg over mine and was straddling my upper thighs. He was sawing his cock between my butt cheeks while relaxed. Shortly, I felt his cock line up. Hair loss among men is a myth. It’s not so much that our locks leave as that they change location. The stuff that had lived on my head now grew out of my ears."Jen thinks the ionosphere has settled enough for shortwave. At her suggestion, I’ve decided it time we start a twenty-four-seven radio watch. You got the first shift. Listen and log, let’s see what’s going on out there." She paused and sniffed as she knelt and held open my dingy, used to be white underwear. "Don’t you have anything. Time stood still when my finger tips felt the outline of his hanging dick through his pants. I just stared straight ahead, on my knees, nervous, heart pounding and touched his cock.He pushed my hand away and said it’s fine, then sat back down on the couch. We sat there on silence for several minutes, both probably trying to process what had just happened. All I knew was I wanted him even more.I gathered my courage and voice trembling said it must get lonely being alone. I inched closer to him.