<div class="floatright">(http://i425.photobucket.com/albums/pp340/daggeroflath/tumblr_mfjn49GNI41rkqayvo1_500_zpsfe937118.jpg)</div><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Trent</span></div><hr/><br/>Jayson looking to him for guidance and orders filled him with much the same terrors it had before, but this time he'd been prepared for it. He'd thought long and hard about how to get around his difficulties and he thought maybe he'd found the answer. He took a deep breath and explained to Jayson,<br/><br/>"Before he died, Isaac wrote me a letter. I never knew about it until after, but he wanted me to learn how to be a master like him. Then he said I'd have the freedom to really choose, that it was the one thing he regretted never giving me. So I'm going to try, but it's hard and a bit scary for me to take charge of myself, let alone anyone else. But if I'm my own master, then that means I can do things the way I'm comfortable with. That makes sense right?"<br/><br/>He reached out and placed a hand on Jayson's leg, gently running his hand along the man's thigh and feeling the skin to slowly ease himself into what he wanted to do.<br/><br/>"So I'm going to do things my way. I was thinking about doing this in the shower with you, but then I saw you sweaty and I don't want to waste that opportunity. You look delicious." He leaned forwards and gently kissed Jayson's collarbone, his tongue brushing his skin to taste the slight sheen of sweat and enjoy the masculine taste of it against his tongue. He slowly kissed up Jayson's collarbone, speaking in between the delicate kisses, "I'm going to kiss your skin, and I want you to guide my head to all the spots you secretly most like to be kissed. But I don't need you to be gentle, I like being pushed around master or not. So I want you to help me please you, because it's what I'm craving."