Category «Gays»

Release Year: 2019
Studio: BoyForSale

I stayed in the corner, waiting and ready. It was our first day together since I was sold and I wasn’t sure what was needed of me. I watched as Mr. Wolf sat on the edge of his bed, filing through papers, a stern look on his face.
He was clearly someone important. Someone who had a lot of expectations on him. Responsibilities and demands. People depending on him. I know how hard that can be. It was easy for me to give up, but I could tell this was a man who thrived on it. Still, I knew it wasn’t my job to simply admire him. I was to serve him.
Hours went by. He sat and worked the day away. And I sat. Still and obedient. Then I thought: maybe he needs a break. A distraction.
It was risky making such a bold move on my own. But I knew he’d correct me if this wasn’t the case. Hopefully he wouldn’t trigger my decorated collar, but I didn’t like seeing my master so stressed.
Crawling from my corner like a puppy needing attention, I moved my way between his legs. He didn’t look up for his papers at first, but once I began to toy with his zipper, he looked down into my eyes. I could see a friendly smile meeting me. He was amused and pleased. Yes! I was doing what he needed.
The tall man reached his long arm down, feeling my butt. The black bow-tie collar and the black straps of my jock strap were the only thing I was permitted to wear, so he had easy access to my hole. As he should. It’s his now. His hole to play with as he sees fit.
It felt good to have him tease it. His warm hands were a welcome reprieve from the open, cool air. I pulled out his cock, now rock hard and pointing up at my face. I pleased him, and it showed.
Taking him into my mouth, I felt his massive member hit the back of my throat. I settled down an urge to gag at first. An urge that would too often make itself known. I had to work on that. I wanted to be better for him. Though, everytime I did show my not yet quieted gag reflex, it seemed to make him even harder. Perhaps he got off on seeing me struggle.
“Pop that butt for me,” he whispered. I did as he commanded, pushing my ass into his hand and arching my back. With his member in my mouth and his fingers on my hole, I was completely in his control.
I won’t lie. It was very hot. I knew this is what I wanted, but in the moment, living it, experiencing the total submission, nothing was more of a turn on. The jockstrap worked hard to contain my own erection, but as Mr. Wolf’s hands explored more of me, it was an impossible task.
Mr. Wolf pulled his cock out of my mouth and leaned back in bed. The papers he’d so carefully studied were now strewn about the side of the bed like discarded clothes. I was the sole focus of his attention now. It was a heady thing to consider. I was his property and he was now playing with me. It felt good.
I crawled back after him, missing the feeling of his cock in my mouth. It was my purpose now. To please him. To worship him. To make him feel like the king he was. I made my way between his long legs and felt the warm, hard shaft make its home between my lips again.
With a mouth full of my master, I looked up at him again. He had a smirk that was undeniably sexy. He was a man of means and great power, and I was able to make him smile! I felt honored just to have his cock in my mouth, but I wanted to give him everything. He already owned it, but I wanted him to take it.
“That’s a good boy. Take off my pants.”
I obeyed his command, springing up from my position to pull gently on his fine clothes. The rich fabric was unlike anything I’d ever felt. I thought for a moment that I shouldn’t be allowed to handle something so fine, but then I saw the glistening saliva from my mouth drip down his long shaft onto the woolen material. I supposed then that my fingers were no worse.
With his pants off, I could see his balls hanging low. They were heavy, suspended by a long scrotum. I knew what they contained and what was coming. What they held so dear would be inside me once more. And it was everything in the world to me.
“Let’s see if this can’t fit inside you,” Mr. Wolf said playfully, holding up his cock straight in the air. It seemed impossibly large. Even bigger than it was before. He then took off my jock strap, peeling it off my narrow hips, and pulled me forward. Straddling his legs, I felt his massive cock against my butt and knew what I had to do.
Taking it into my hand, I could feel it was still wet from my mouth. I took a breath and placed it up against my hole. Remember my training, I relaxed my ass and slid it inside in one steady motion. Mr. Wolf’s eyes widened with delight, not just from the feeling of my warm insides wrapping around his throbbing cock, but also with the thrill of knowing that I could take him simply and without hesitation.
With that, I felt him grow even larger inside me, stretching out my hole. He nodded and I began to do my duty, rocking back and forth on his bare cock, knowing that my one job now was to make him cum…

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Duration: 28:51
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 7720kbps
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Release Year: 2019
Studio: BoyForSale

There’s nothing better than winning. That feeling you get under your scalp, that electric tingling that excites you, makes you feel taller and stronger. When I was the top bidder for Austin, it was a rush like nothing else. Not only had I won, but I was now this little guy’s owner. He was mine. Mine to enjoy.
It’s somewhat of a rite of passage to get the gold ring on your finger. It’s a symbol not only of the new bond between master and slave, but it’s also declaring your place among the others. The buyers. The elite. It’s a fraternity I’m proud to be a part of. It’s a powerful feeling knowing you’re among such esteemed men, watching them express their authority and power, and to see them take claim of their winnings.
Today, I’m the lucky victor. As I step up to the auction stand, I see my prize waiting for me. A beautiful, well trained boy, presenting his hole up to me like it was served hors d’oeuvres. Showing me his tight little pink bud, inviting me, and completely submissive. Reaching out my hand, I simultaneously felt my mouth water and my heart pulse thinking of getting my first taste.
Claiming my prize is more than just an indulgence. It’s also a pledge. By taking my new slave’s hole in the view of my peers, I’m affirming my membership. By seeing each other lay out our seed and marking our new property, we know we’re serious and can be trusted with this awesome power.
As Master Legrand stepped away, passing his property to me like a gentleman, I loosened my tie, ready to feast on my treat.
Austin is a beautiful, sweet boy. His face is like an angel’s and his skin is smooth as silk. I would be attracted to him in any context, but knowing that I owned him… it brought something out in me. A ferocity and an aggression. Every touch, every look from him… it was that electric feeling of owning this boy again and again. And never went away.
My mouth fell to his hole, licking and tasting him, knowing he would do anything I asked–let me take any part of him, and likewise take anything I gave. I grazed my teeth against his smooth flesh, wanting to take a bite, knowing I could, but holding back. I brought my hand to his hole, fingering its opening, its warmth. HIs tight little sphincter wrapped around the tip of my finger like it could suck it in of its own accord. My cock pushed hard against the zipper of my pants, fuller and harder than it had been in quite some time! I was going to fuck this beautiful little guy, and by the time I was done he would certainly know that he is mine.
I took out my cock, happy to give the others a look at my massive tool as I had many times before. I would have shown it off to anyone just to enjoy the familiar jealous look on their face. People have always envied my looks, my body, and my size. Now, they got to envy seeing my huge cock disappear inside my tiny slave boy’s perfect little ass.
Austin sobbed loudly as I pushed into him. I knew he was no longer a virgin, but this was his first time taking my cock. His moans were like music to my ears. Seeing his flesh stretch and yield to me, it was a primal, powerful feeling. I felt like a warrior, a Spartan, a viking. Dominant, virile, strong, and in control of his boy property. The facial expressions on Austin were exquisite, a cocktail of pain from my many inches and pleasure from feeling his body stretch to accomodate my length and girth.
I grabbed his neck, feeling his collar press tight against his neck–a reminder of what he was. I used him like a toy, pushing him up and down on my cock. He was so small and lightweight, it required little effort to have him exactly where and how I wanted him at all times.
From the murmurs among the men watching, I was reminded that the others always enjoy watching as I claim a boy.
This is what life was meant to be like. For men like me–like us–the superior and powerful., As my nuts readied to unleash my load and pump him full of my cum, claiming him on a biological level, the exciting feeling of owning this boy completely spread throughout my body, making me feel like a god among men…

Format: mp4
Duration: 19:30
Video: 1702×1080, AVC (H.264), 7683kbps
Audio: 128kbps

File size: 1.1 GB

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