The Boy Austin – Chapter – pt.3 The Prize

July 11th, 2019 | Gays

The Boy Austin - Chapter - pt.3 The Prize Gays
Release Year: 2019
Studio: BoyForSale

I stayed in the corner, waiting and in readiness. 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 constricting look on his face.
Buddy was clearly someone notable. Someone who had a lot of expectations on him. Responsibilities and demands. People depending on him. I know how intense 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. Dude sat and worked the day away. And I sat. Still and submissive. Then I thought: maybe buddy 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 gink 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. Guy didn’t look up for his papers at first, but once I began to bauble with his zipper, dude looked down into my eyes. I could watch a friendly smile meeting me. Man was amused and pleased. Yes! I was doing what buddy needed.
The tall man reached his long arm down, feeling my bum. The black bow-tie collar and the black straps of my jock strap were the merely thing I was permitted to wear, so bloke had easy access to my hole. As boy should. It is his now. His apperture to play with as lad sees fit.
It felt worthy to have him tease it. His warm hands were a welcome reprieve from the open, cool air. I pulled out his manmeat, immediately rock hard and pointing up at my face. I pleased him, and it showed.
Taking him into my kisser, I felt his enormous member hit the back of my muzzle. I settled down an urge to gag at 1st. An urge that would too often make itself known. I had to work on that. I wanted to be greater for him. Though, everytime I did show my not yet quieted gag reflex, it seemed to make him even stronger. Perhaps chap got off on seeing me struggle.
“Pop that butt for me,” fellow whispered. I did as lad commanded, pushing my ass into his hand and arching my back. With his member in my kisser and his fingers on my hollow, I was fully in his check.
I won’t lie. It was very hot. I knew this is what I craved, but in the moment, living it, experiencing the total submission, nothing was more of a turn on. The jockstrap worked severe to contain my own erection, but as Mr. Wolf’s hands explored more of me, it was an impossible task.
Mr. Wolf pulled his manmeat out of my oral cavity and leaned back in bed. The papers he’d so carefully studied were immediately strewn ’bout the side of the bed like discarded suit . I was the sole focus of his attention immediately. It was a heady thing to consider. I was his property and dude was instantly playing with me. It felt excellent.
I crawled back after him, missing the feeling of his penis in my face hole. It was my purpose instantly. To please him. To worship him. To make him feel like the king bloke was. I made my way between his long legs and felt the warm, intense shaft make its home between my lips again.
With a oral cavity full of my master, I looked up at him again. Lad had a smirk this was undeniably appetizing. Fellow was a man of means and perfect power, and I was able to make him smile! I felt honored just to have his cock in my face hole, but I craved to give him everything. Boy already owned it, but I desired him to take it.
“That’s a amazing boy. Take off my pants.”
I obeyed his command, springing up from my position to pull gently on his outstanding suit . The rich fabric was unlike anything I’d ever felt. I thought for a moment this 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 this my fingers were no worse.
With his pants off, I could see his balls hanging low. They were hard, suspended by a long scrotum. I knew what they contained and what was coming. What they held so darling would be inside me once more. And it was everything in the world to me.
“Let’s see if that cannot fit inside you,” Mr. Wolf said playfully, holding up his dick str8 in the air. It seemed impossibly massive. Even bigger than it was before. That guy then took off my jock strap, peeling it off my narrow hips, and pulled me forward. Straddling his legs, I felt his large cock against my booty 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 hollow. 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 likewise with the thrill of knowing this I could take him simply and without hesitation.
With that, I felt him grow even larger inside me, stretching out my hole. That chub nodded and I began to do my duty, rocking back and forth on his bare cock, knowing that my one job immediately was to make him cum…