Maybe he’d order a second drink, if he wasn’t going to play. ass porn He’d met Page a few months back at a munch. Brandon’s eyes flared open wide and he shuddered. Cason already had one little tidbit of information to tuck away. Deciding to heed his grandpa’s advice on channeling his abilities through breath and focus, Cason had turned to vispassana exercises. “Brandon.” Cason cocked his head toward Page. Gradually he grew into his sexuality and learned how to know who was touched by the spirits, and how to help them… He’d made several toys for Brandon over the years. “Well, I don’t have anyone here who will gag me and paddle my ass if I’m not, now do I?” He winked as he took a sip. “Hey, Cason!” Brandon’s big elbow nudged him. He could see behind the bright smile and easy pliancy to Vince’s anxiety as he molded his body to the redheaded man who’d claimed him, exposed by the tight clench of his fists and the expression in those eyes that no one else saw.
