Suffer Time

Kayden Keller vs Christian Taylor, Sexy Showdown 17 (BG East)

I met Kayden Keller briefly a few years ago. A well-known mutual friend introduced us. We exchanged polite greetings. Both of us were shy. I doubt the conversation consisted of more than a dozen syllables. Kayden was on the rise at BGE, and he remains the company's go-to guy for sexy showdowns. He's a master of sex and pain, almost equal to Jonny Firestorm, though their styles differ. Jonny destroys. Kayden incapacitates, then fucks. In the realm of sex and pain, Keller and Firestorm are kings.

In this match, Kayden takes on ex-twink Christian Taylor, still as beautiful, slim, and serene as he was 40-or-so catalogs ago. Of course, Kayden is going to eat him alive. When Christian enters the ring, he walks right up to Kayden, inches apart, face to face. Either Christian knows nothing about Kayden, or he is cruising for a bruising. Either way, this is lick-your-lips malevolence and lust. Kayden's finger fondles Christian's left nipple - then he drives his knuckles into Taylor's abs. Then he body-slams him to the ring floor. He follows with an elbow drop to the chest. Pinning Taylor's wrists to the mat above his head, Kayden sweeps his chest and crotch up and down Christian's crotch, abs, and chest. "I'm tapping you out," Kayden mumbles. Christian groans, "You can try." 

Kayden scissors Christian's waist. He arches his body, adding pressure to the hold. By now, Christian knows he's gonna get it, though he accuses Kayden of having a false sense of security. Kayden is reckless with his opponent's physique, though he administers his punishments in slow motion. He fondles and claws. Christian moans through clenched teeth.

Kayden pushes Christian against the ring buckles, fingers clenching Christian's hair, pulling, Taylor's face brushing against Kayden's chest. Keller kisses his lips, then jerks Christian's head back, encircling and pressing his biceps against Christian's chin.

Halfway through the bout, the scene shifts to the mat room. Both men wear jockstraps, the soft and thin types. This is Christian's home turf, and he takes advantage of it. He locks up Kayden's neck and right arm and bears down on his shoulders. Barely able to breathe, Kayden tries to wriggle free. Christian smiles, his white teeth catching the light. He switches positions, snapping a leglock around Kayden's waist. Then, he shifts position again, his right armpit burying Kayden's face. He sits on Kayden's face and pulls Kayden's legs up and over. Kayden thrusts loose. Christian struggles and regains a sweaty seat on Kayden's face.

The last eleven minutes belong to Keller. Christian tugs at Kayden's hair, trying to break loose. No luck. Kayden leans in, stretching Christian's arms out, like a cross. A scissors hold amplifies the pain. Kayden gets his man, and he's not letting go. A chest-to-chest bearhug, followed by a chicken-wing, wrists locked painfully between Christian's shoulder blades. Kayden doubles up on the chicken-wing, taut and merciless. He rolls over, squatting on Taylor's ribs. Lips lock as the soreness begins to fade. Kayden adds one extra torture, twisting Christian's arms. Then they kiss and exit, Christian's fingers fondling Kayden's balls. 

Visit BG East here.