A lot of the men in the Buyer’s Club have fantasies about buying a boy fresh off of the streets, or at least one that has just completed his orientation and basic instruction. I’ve fucked a few first-time bottoms in my time, although none that I bought. Yeah, it’s an ego rush. Nothing is quite like diving deep into a boy; going where no man has gone before. Watching pain and pleasure battle in his eyes and knowing that your fat cock is the source of both. Knowing that you haven’t just fucked his body; you’ve fucked his mind and he’ll never view himself or his ass the same way again.
Yeah, that’s hot, but it’s only for a moment, even if it’s a moment that neither of you will ever forget. After that, if you own him, you have to train him, teach him, guide him through the inevitable emotional adjustments that being owned brings: both the loss of freedom, privacy, and personal choice but, much of the time, there is also the disorientation of his finding himself living in a standard of wealth, luxury, and sophistication that he’s only seen in movies, and not even exactly the same as that.
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A lot of the men in the Buyer’s Club have fantasies about buying a boy fresh off of the streets, or at least one that has just completed his orientation and basic instruction. I’ve fucked a few first-time bottoms in my time, although none that I bought. Yeah, it’s an ego rush. Nothing is quite like diving deep into a boy; going where no man has gone before. Watching pain and pleasure battle in his eyes and knowing that your fat cock is the source of both. Knowing that you haven’t just fucked his body; you’ve fucked his mind and he’ll never view himself or his ass the same way again.
Yeah, that’s hot, but it’s only for a moment, even if it’s a moment that neither of you will ever forget. After that, if you own him, you have to train him, teach him, guide him through the inevitable emotional adjustments that being owned brings: both the loss of freedom, privacy, and personal choice but, much of the time, there is also the disorientation of his finding himself living in a standard of wealth, luxury, and sophistication that he’s only seen in movies, and not even exactly the same as that.
That’s a lot for a naive, inexperienced young man to take in. It’s a lot for a Master to teach. That’s not even including the fairly rare times when a boy just isn’t cut out for this life. Our recruiters try to screen those boys out before they get to the block but nothing can fully prepare them for the reality of being owned. It’s all just a lot. I didn’t get to the position I’m at in life without knowing my strengths and weaknesses. I’m a busy man and I just don’t have the time and patience to train a boy from scratch. I need a boy like Noah.
I saw Noah when he first went up for auction. He’s adorable! Every cock in the auction house went hard seeing him kneeling on the block, his pale skin and young muscles glowing in the spotlight, the barely-perceptible tremors of fear washing over him. He’s special, but I held back and Master Marko won him.
Marko is a good man, and a good trainer. He is a very imposing presence in any room he walks into and not a man to be crossed, but there is a cuddly teddy bear lurking under his alpha male exterior--a twinkle in his eyes that he has to struggle to suppress when he needs to be serious. He was what Noah needed then, but Noah is what I need now.
I’m not sure what Noah’s past is. I haven’t asked, not because I don’t care, but because it’s none of my business unless it somehow begins to affect our relationship. I suspect, though, that he was one of those boys that, whatever sent him running to the streets, would have realized that it was a mistake and headed home fairly quickly. Lucky for us, our recruiters snapped him up first.
At least that’s my explanation for his seemingly eternal innocence. He’s a boy who ran away from home, fell down a rabbit hole and, even though he likes what he found, still can’t quite believe he’s here. He’s exactly what I want. Fully trained and yet still wide-eyed and innocent.
He’s still trying a little too hard to please, still surprised by everything that happens. Even a man’s cock sliding into his hole seems to spark some new awareness every time it happens. He just makes me want to rock his little world over and over. It’s my turn, and this time I wasn’t going to let him get away.
He wasn’t cheap, but I knew he wouldn’t be. There’s no reason to make money if you’re not going to spend it and I held out until I made the winning bid and got what I wanted. Hell, I would have paid twice as much just to see that vulnerable look in his eyes just before he took me into his mouth. Marko sure does know how to teach a boy to suck dick!
Fucking a boy on the auction block is about making it clear that he is owned, and who his owner is. That’s in addition to the fact that most owners just can’t wait to try out their new toy. When it came time to fuck him, I didn’t even warm him up. Partially because I wanted to test him, but mostly because I wanted that fantasy. I wanted his hole just as tight as possible and the sound of him moaning and grunting as he struggled to take it.
He did struggle. I could feel his muscles quivering as I speared up into him. He took it like a champ, though; balls deep. He kept on taking it just as long as I wanted to give it to him. His hole is one of the best I’ve ever fucked. When I finally had to cum, I pulled out at the last second and shot my load all over his stomach.