The Reluctant Master - 22. Chapter 22

Kev

From Alan: That picture of you, tied naked to a door, certainly shows what doors are for.

From Kev: Thanx. Tell me what to wear and where to meet you. Then rip my clothes off, tie me up, then send me home. Got your interest?

From Alan: Got far more than my interest.

From Kev: Can we meet in a really cheap motel? I like that.

From Alan: Cheap motel would be perfect. I’ll leave you bound naked on the crappy mattress and take everything you brought. Plan on spending some time in jail afterwards.

From Kev: LOL. How bout I just bring extra clothes and you can tear me out of mine.

From Alan: If that’s your pleasure

From Kev: I buy clothes just to be wrecked.

From Alan: I really hate motels though. It’s a tiny city, and you never know who you’ll see.

From Kev: How about my basement? Cold. Unfinished. Mattress on the floor. No sheets.

From Alan: Sounds romantic. I’ll bring newspapers for a gag.

From Kev: You’re on. Ripping my clothes is foreplay. Naked is mandatory. Will let you know when’s best.

From Alan: Great.

From Kev: Availability could be tacky tho because of work. So give me some slack.

From Alan: Slack given. Except on ropes.

From Kev: Fri.?

From Alan: Unfortunately bad.

From Kev: Sat.?

From Alan: Weekends are tough.

From Kev: I hear a song... “ the best laid plans...”

From Alan: Only thing gonna be laid is you

From Kev: Not into ass play. Just bondage.

From Alan: Got it.

From Kev: Monday schedule is tite. Wednesday at 5 PM is more better.

From Alan: More better is good. I can stay for an hour

From Kev: Damn. I want you longer

From Alan: Then let’s work on that.

From Kev: K. Stay tuned.. But let’s plan on Wednesday.

From Alan: Bad news. Sudden meeting Wednesday. Can’t duck it. Rather be playing with you than listening to people whine. But I gotta. Sorry.

From Kev: Best laid plans again. But no problem. Next week is better anyhow. Just the idea keeps me hot.

From Alan: Ditto.

From Kev: Remember....a long, immobile, teasing session. Long. That’s what keeps me sane when I’m working.

From Alan: Same here.

From Kev: The more I put off cumming, the harder I get.

From Alan: Long as you’re not putting me off.

From Kev: You were the one cancelled Wednesday.

From Alan: Yeah. Again, sorry.

From Kev: How about Fri.?

From Alan: I told you about weekends.

From Kev: Yeah...right....You married?

From Alan: Yeah.

From Kev: Damn.

From Alan: Problems with that?

From Kev: No...not really...but yeah. My dad used to cheat on my mom.

From Alan: Not cheating, really. Just something I can’t get at home.

From Kev: How long you been married?

From Alan: 17 years.

From Kev: Kids?

From Alan: Two girls. Near twins. Couple years apart in their teens.

From Kev: I can’t do this...sorry...

From Alan: That’s too bad. I’ve been really good, and you seem like an inventive guy.

From Kev: I think you’re really hot too. Straight guys are a big turn on. But not married...

From Alan: I understand.

From Kev: Specially not with kids...

From Alan: It’s OK.

From Kev: You really had me going tho. I’m gonna shoot just thinking about the basement...and me on the floor

From Alan: Could still be hot.

From Kev: No way...sorry...really... You still hard?

From Alan: Mostly disappointed.

From Kev: Yeah...well...well I am too. Gonna shoot anyway. Pretend I’m being stripped and teased. I really like that.

From Alan: Bye, man.

From Kev: Yeah... so long...