The Auction - The Boy Clayton - Chapter 2
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The guy Clayton was the embodiment of the "All-American Boy." His towheaded hair, giant bod toned by routine gym visits, and an harmless boyish demeanor, took hold of the imagination of any guy that laid eyes upon him.So when the auction announcement for this guy was made, the deepest pockets of our bar came to bid. This highly-sought-out guy was primarily brought in as a soiree favor for a prestigious gathering, but he proved to be far too popular for one-night only. Our buyers starved for more, and as for the boy, the practice only made him more anxious to fall into his naturally servant state of mind.The clock commenced ...The clock commenced to tick as the auction opened. The guy Clayton was brought out from the shadows—he was at the $10,000 mark with only the silhouette of his bod in view. This Slaveboy was expensive merchandise, and for great reason. His astounding bod strode the stage, his giant thighs crowding the puny jockstrap glazing his hardening cock. yells filled the bedroom as Master Kamp, the auctioneer of the evening, groped the boy's body, oiling up the new merchandise for tip performance.Tensions commenced to rise as The guy turned around to show off one of his greatest assets. His wooly cock-squeezing fuck hole spread on the table in all its glory, and the bids skyrocketed in response. His youthfull man meat was fully stiff from being put on display. Master Kamp grasped the merchandise to show it to the bidders, and the guy shrieked with rapture from each of the Master's movements. The Boy’s naturally servant side uncovered itself as he leaned on Master Kamp while getting stroked.The bids closed at $900,000 and a victor was uncovered among the buyers.He approached the stage to collect his purchase. Master Legrand knew he was going to outbid everyone; he’s had his eye on this guy ever since he was very first handed onto his lap at the aforementioned party. The guy Clayton recognized Master Legrand from the same event, and couldn't keep the pleasantness of that memory off his thirsty face.Master Legrand felt up his prize; the leftover oil greased up his thumbs enough to trail his digits downwards and wedge them inwards of his boy’s scorching hole. Master Legrand’s finger slid in and out as he leaned in for a taste of guy Clayton's ideal mouth. Their slurps contorted around in shapes they would both become habitual to.Boy Clayton stripped his Master anxiously. He did all that he could to show his obedience. Master Legrand leaned back as the guy took his Master's huge man meat into his mouth; guy Clayton looked up with pleading eyes. Master Legrand sneered as he pushed his sub-boy farther down the stiffy of his member, cramming that gullet with the taste of wealthy precum and jiggly cock.Boy Clayton straddled his Master, leisurely slipping one of the thickest dicks in the Buyers bar into his lightly-stretched hole. The Slaveboy’s yells instantly followed as he commenced to pump himself on his Master's cock. Legrand showed up nearly proud of his servant guy for taking his huge man meat so well—though perhaps "pride" is not the correct word for a guy sated that his purchase is working as expected.Nature took over. Master Legrand pumped reflexively, pumping the guy firmer and firmer with each second. The guy Clayton's fuck hole was split in ways it had never been before, his yells of ache and delectation reached new heights he was unsuspicious of. Their faces twisted, defeat with sensation, as Master Legrand approached his final thrusts into the boy. His baby batter spilled, opening up across his boy's body, cramming each hole of his hole. Cash well spent.With his softening man meat so immense that it still filled the inwards of his boy's hole, Master Legrand propped guy Clayton up. The afterglow of his breeding washed over the boy's coated expression; he barely whimpered when Master pulled out. Master Legrand rose to leave the room, but not before tossing the guy a towel. After all, he should clean up before their next session…
The guy Clayton was the embodiment of the "All-American Boy." His towheaded hair, giant bod toned by routine gym visits, and an harmless boyish demeanor, took hold of the imagination of any guy that laid eyes upon him.So when the auction announcement for this guy was made, the deepest pockets of our bar came to bid. This highly-sought-out guy was primarily brought in as a soiree favor for a prestigious gathering, but he proved to be far too popular for one-night only. Our buyers starved for more, and as for the boy, the practice only made him more anxious to fall into his naturally servant state of mind.The clock commenced ...The clock commenced to tick as the auction opened. The guy Clayton was brought out from the shadows—he was at the $10,000 mark with only the silhouette of his bod in view. This Slaveboy was expensive merchandise, and for great reason. His astounding bod strode the stage, his giant thighs crowding the puny jockstrap glazing his hardening cock. yells filled the bedroom as Master Kamp, the auctioneer of the evening, groped the boy's body, oiling up the new merchandise for tip performance.Tensions commenced to rise as The guy turned around to show off one of his greatest assets. His wooly cock-squeezing fuck hole spread on the table in all its glory, and the bids skyrocketed in response. His youthfull man meat was fully stiff from being put on display. Master Kamp grasped the merchandise to show it to the bidders, and the guy shrieked with rapture from each of the Master's movements. The Boy’s naturally servant side uncovered itself as he leaned on Master Kamp while getting stroked.The bids closed at $900,000 and a victor was uncovered among the buyers.He approached the stage to collect his purchase. Master Legrand knew he was going to outbid everyone; he’s had his eye on this guy ever since he was very first handed onto his lap at the aforementioned party. The guy Clayton recognized Master Legrand from the same event, and couldn't keep the pleasantness of that memory off his thirsty face.Master Legrand felt up his prize; the leftover oil greased up his thumbs enough to trail his digits downwards and wedge them inwards of his boy’s scorching hole. Master Legrand’s finger slid in and out as he leaned in for a taste of guy Clayton's ideal mouth. Their slurps contorted around in shapes they would both become habitual to.Boy Clayton stripped his Master anxiously. He did all that he could to show his obedience. Master Legrand leaned back as the guy took his Master's huge man meat into his mouth; guy Clayton looked up with pleading eyes. Master Legrand sneered as he pushed his sub-boy farther down the stiffy of his member, cramming that gullet with the taste of wealthy precum and jiggly cock.Boy Clayton straddled his Master, leisurely slipping one of the thickest dicks in the Buyers bar into his lightly-stretched hole. The Slaveboy’s yells instantly followed as he commenced to pump himself on his Master's cock. Legrand showed up nearly proud of his servant guy for taking his huge man meat so well—though perhaps "pride" is not the correct word for a guy sated that his purchase is working as expected.Nature took over. Master Legrand pumped reflexively, pumping the guy firmer and firmer with each second. The guy Clayton's fuck hole was split in ways it had never been before, his yells of ache and delectation reached new heights he was unsuspicious of. Their faces twisted, defeat with sensation, as Master Legrand approached his final thrusts into the boy. His baby batter spilled, opening up across his boy's body, cramming each hole of his hole. Cash well spent.With his softening man meat so immense that it still filled the inwards of his boy's hole, Master Legrand propped guy Clayton up. The afterglow of his breeding washed over the boy's coated expression; he barely whimpered when Master pulled out. Master Legrand rose to leave the room, but not before tossing the guy a towel. After all, he should clean up before their next session…
Added: 2023-10-25 • Views: 36 • Duration: 28:40
