Elias watched, entranced as James began playing with himself. "Do you want some lube?" He couldn't let James hurt himself, not like this.

"Mmmm, hmmm," He said, shaking his head as he licked his fingers, covering them with saliva before plunging them back into himself.

Elias didn't totally understand the hummed response. But from the liberal saliva coating, and how eagerly those delicate fingers were plunging in and out, he took it as a 'no'. He watched James finger himself, getting hard. So lurid.

He panted loudly as his fingers went inside and looked at him desperatly. "Am I slick enough," He asked, wanting some cock.

Elias grinned. He had a feeling he knew what James was wanting. "You certainly seem to be." But he wasn't going to give in so easily. Even now, he was still a master. He would hold out, and make James work for the fucking he wanted.

He whimpered and turned to him. "Could you please fuck me Elias? I feel like I'll just explode if I don't have your nice meaty cock buried deep inside."

Elias chuckled. "My my, such a desperate thing." He walked closer to the bed, unzipping his pants pointedly. "Tell me, what's the most humiliating position you can think of?"

He turned red, and said, "Maybe the diaper change position. You know, me on my back, lifting my legs, looking up at you. But, I'm sure something else I'm not thinking of."

Elias laughed at that. "Well, when you put it that way, I have to agree. But nothing else? Cowgirl? Doggy style? Up against the wall maybe?" Not that he minded James' suggestion. He was just throwing out ideas.

"Depends on what you consider humilating," He said with a blush. "We've tried doggy style before right?"