The Appraisal - The Man Tom - Chapter 5
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Don’t let the suit and tie idiot you. Yes, I have a great education, a convenient lifestyle, and I know quality when I witness it. But underneath the great wools and silks, I’m just a man. A fellow of muscle, flesh, and bone. And despite the expectations of society and the guys I consider colleagues, I can perceive like a kinky beast.Every so often, appraising the subs tests my own perceive of self, making me wonder if I’m more the complex judge or the secret beast waiting to come out. Nothing summons me more than witnessing a smooth, supple, youthful rump explode of a jockstrap.When Tom stood ...When Tom stood to be inspected, I could perceive my tongue sink in saliva, desperate for a taste. Now, of course, I’m permitted to sample the crotch of the owners when it comes time to evaluate their property. But it’s stiff to hold back my bestial wish to bite and breed their tasty enormous backsides.Nevertheless, I’m committed to my inspections. Making sure the studs are healthy and capable assures we all love ourselves when we make the decision to purchase a boy for ourselves.As I packaged up my observation, I felt something deep inwards me, seemingly scratching at the inwards of my skin, as if it was a encaged creature stashing underneath my chest. It was the beast, the animal, the wildness inwards me pleading to come out. As much as my mind wished to assess and critique, that deep, greedy part of me wished to come out and conquer.Before long, it came time for me to perform my final task: breeding the boy. It’s a normal, clinical part of my exam, witnessing how a boy treats being taken and inseminated, as well as determining the worth of his hole.I’ll admit, I was not as focused as I normally am. Something about the marionette boy, Tom, made me do something I usually reserve for my personal collection… I let out the beast.Taking off my clothes, letting my salami free, and gliding it inbetween his cheeks, I felt a primal dominance that must surely be reserved for lions. I captured the side of his thighs like I was massaging at prey, kicked my pulsing salami thru his sphincter, and moved my way inwards him with a fierce, aggressive advance.Tom seemed alarmed, but knew he couldn’t resist. Encircled by the watchful eyes of other owners and corded to me by my flesh, he couldn’t break away or escape. I had him just where I wished him, and the intensity went to my head in a potent way.Thrusting my thighs like a jackhammer, I packed him up with every inch of my manhood, shoving farther than I thought possible. Tom took it all, not sans a fair amount of struggle, but he never retreated or backed away from my pounding. Every once in a while, I felt his fuck-hole tighten around my shaft, grabbing me like a dickblower adores me with his lips. I figured he must have been loving it. Good. He’s permitted to like it. Just as lengthy as I get what I want.I suppressed a growl from deep in my chest, trying to remain in manage and not fully let go of my perceive of self. But as I neared my unavoidable climax, all I could think about was how my nut-juice would pack the youthful boy’s hole, seeking out the means of reproduction deep in his gut, desperate to carry on my mark. The devised his fuck-hole thirstily eating up every glob of me made my balls pack up, flooding over until I felt the rapturous dump of jizm break away the apex of my shaft...
Don’t let the suit and tie idiot you. Yes, I have a great education, a convenient lifestyle, and I know quality when I witness it. But underneath the great wools and silks, I’m just a man. A fellow of muscle, flesh, and bone. And despite the expectations of society and the guys I consider colleagues, I can perceive like a kinky beast.Every so often, appraising the subs tests my own perceive of self, making me wonder if I’m more the complex judge or the secret beast waiting to come out. Nothing summons me more than witnessing a smooth, supple, youthful rump explode of a jockstrap.When Tom stood ...When Tom stood to be inspected, I could perceive my tongue sink in saliva, desperate for a taste. Now, of course, I’m permitted to sample the crotch of the owners when it comes time to evaluate their property. But it’s stiff to hold back my bestial wish to bite and breed their tasty enormous backsides.Nevertheless, I’m committed to my inspections. Making sure the studs are healthy and capable assures we all love ourselves when we make the decision to purchase a boy for ourselves.As I packaged up my observation, I felt something deep inwards me, seemingly scratching at the inwards of my skin, as if it was a encaged creature stashing underneath my chest. It was the beast, the animal, the wildness inwards me pleading to come out. As much as my mind wished to assess and critique, that deep, greedy part of me wished to come out and conquer.Before long, it came time for me to perform my final task: breeding the boy. It’s a normal, clinical part of my exam, witnessing how a boy treats being taken and inseminated, as well as determining the worth of his hole.I’ll admit, I was not as focused as I normally am. Something about the marionette boy, Tom, made me do something I usually reserve for my personal collection… I let out the beast.Taking off my clothes, letting my salami free, and gliding it inbetween his cheeks, I felt a primal dominance that must surely be reserved for lions. I captured the side of his thighs like I was massaging at prey, kicked my pulsing salami thru his sphincter, and moved my way inwards him with a fierce, aggressive advance.Tom seemed alarmed, but knew he couldn’t resist. Encircled by the watchful eyes of other owners and corded to me by my flesh, he couldn’t break away or escape. I had him just where I wished him, and the intensity went to my head in a potent way.Thrusting my thighs like a jackhammer, I packed him up with every inch of my manhood, shoving farther than I thought possible. Tom took it all, not sans a fair amount of struggle, but he never retreated or backed away from my pounding. Every once in a while, I felt his fuck-hole tighten around my shaft, grabbing me like a dickblower adores me with his lips. I figured he must have been loving it. Good. He’s permitted to like it. Just as lengthy as I get what I want.I suppressed a growl from deep in my chest, trying to remain in manage and not fully let go of my perceive of self. But as I neared my unavoidable climax, all I could think about was how my nut-juice would pack the youthful boy’s hole, seeking out the means of reproduction deep in his gut, desperate to carry on my mark. The devised his fuck-hole thirstily eating up every glob of me made my balls pack up, flooding over until I felt the rapturous dump of jizm break away the apex of my shaft...
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