<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Jayson Green (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=163693.msg7611173#msg7611173)</span></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i974.photobucket.com/albums/ae223/i_izu/1666_zps11ebc87c.jpg)</div><br/>Jayson was starting to lose himself in his need to please the younger man beneath him. He had never been able  to tell which was the greater turn on - the sex, being dominated and bounded, or pleasing his masters. Maybe if he had ever visited a shrink he would have been told that he was more or less a sex and bdsm addict, but in that kind of lifestyle most people were those anyways. It didn't matter! What he knew was that now master Trent was starting to enjoy himself, enjoy him, and the thought about that turned him on even more, bringing to the point of making soft sounds, almost whimpers, as they kissed as if silently pleading the other to further their actions.<br/><br/>When he felt that probing finger he had to pull back from the kiss for a moment, his cheeks flushing from delight as a moan escaped his lips. The tight ring of muscles contracted at the gentle stroking, his cock quickly producing a few more drops of precum that rolled down its length. He panted softly for air as he nodded at the small order to lose his loincloth and to help Trent out of the shorts. He sat up a little and just pulled on the string that held the loincloth on, easily letting it fall aside. He shifted a little and then gently pulled the shorts down Trent's legs until they were off. "Mh... master is so hot..." He whispered as he watched in admiration the length of Trent's naked body. His eyes stopped on the other's cock and a small moan escaped his lips. He wanted this cock... he wanted in his mouth, in his hands, in his ass... But he was going to wait for Trent to tell him what he wanted to do next. For now he just straddled him again and leaned down to kiss the other man, rubbing his groin against his, their shafts pressed between them.<br/>