He holds me tight and lets me cry a little more. I'm making a mess of his shoulder. He starts to rub my back, my thighs, kisses the top of my head. It...feels so good to be held like this. He grabs my chin and makes me look up at him, kissing my tear-stained cheeks. I lick my salty lips. What the hell is happening, I ask myself? ”I need you to listen to me. This isn't your fault. My son is a selfish bastard. You'll do much better. You’re special and any man would be lucky to have you, understood?. By this time my cock is getting hard, I have to remove my pants and wrist watch all because of your erotic, moaning, gurgling and drooling, with all this pain and pleasure I let you selfishly enjoy, and you are also now rocking against the huge vibe that is buried deep inside, I see you clinch your cunt muscles to further increase your own pleasure, this, as I switch the vibe to maximum, as I know by the way you tremble that you are getting near to cumming, I tell you that you are free to cum. I set down my drink and turned to face him, and reached for my belt. Opening it then my zipper, I slid my pants down a little and exposed my cock to him. I was starting to get big, so I was hanging nice, and my balls were hanging to match. Ed just looked for a few seconds, then said, "Pete, yours looks a lot like mine."I replied, "Hmm, now I want to see too." Ed opened his pants and exposed what was close to the twin of myself, except he was already hard. I stroked myself, and it only. I lov ... I mean ... I respect you too much to do that.OH SHIT! Yes, I caught it. But, now was not the time to discuss it."I'm going to set 3 rules for when you are here with me, they will stand always. Ready Slave?" Yes Sir."#1. This part of the apartment, is our free space. If you have a problem, or question, it is to be discussed out here, just like we will do in a few minutes. We are still Master and slave out here, but you have more freedom to be able to ask to speak your mind without.