The 1st Auction | THE BOY ZAC Vol. 1

There is nothing like owning a new boy. Some masters avoid them. I’m willing to pay extra if I have to. It’s true some of them take a bit of work. It’s worth it, though, just knowing I’m his first, and being able to train him just the way I want, before habits are ingrained. I actually feel like I got a deal on Boy Zac. He is a very sexy, well proportioned twink with a firm round ass but, like I said, many masters don’t want a new untrained boy.

I stepped up onto the stage after the bidding was over and had the curtains closed. Some men fuck their new slave in front of the crowd. I can understand the thrill. I can be an exhibitionist, too, when the mood strikes, and I’ve done that. Today was a special moment between me and MY boy. Bought and paid for. I own this grade A fucktoy to use anyway I want, and he’s going to get used a lot. Today, I’ll show him who he belongs to. Breed my seed deep in his ass.

I don’t suppose Boy Zac is a virgin. That usually gets mentioned in the auction and drives the price up. Getting to fuck a virgin boy is something every Master will pay extra for. Many times those boys are back on the block fairly soon after that thrill wears off. However much sexual experience a boy has had, though, his first time on the block, he hasn’t been fucked by a master. Not a real master. Not a complete stranger that bid on him and bought his ass. Not the first man who owns him.

I look more intimidating than I am. I admit, I use it to my advantage, in business, and when I meet my new fucktoy on the auction block. When I step into the spotlight, Boy Zac is almost visibly trembling. I love that! He’s going to be a good one, I can tell. I step up to him and start to stroke his body. I do hope he likes what he sees. I want my subs trembling and intimidated, but not disgusted. I’m proud to say that I usually don’t have to worry about that. I’m a good looking man for a guy pushing 50. These boys know what’s up, though. There aren’t many young guys who can afford to play this game.

A boy that doesn’t desire his master will never submit completely. There will always be that small part that recoils. Training a fucktoy means seducing him. Not wooing him like a lover; getting under his skin, getting into his thoughts, becoming a drug that he can’t resist even if he wants to, and finally conquering that last bit of independence that makes him want to. I can see that in him, almost smell it, feel that when I fuck that last bit of resistance out of him.

That is days, maybe weeks, away. Today is the first step; making him realize that he is mine. Owned. His holes are mine, his body is mine. His mind is mine, if I can capture it, and I will. The first step is telling him to answer me when I speak to him. Some men want their submissives silent. When I ask him if he wants to be fucked, I want to hear “Yes, Sir!”. When I drive my dick balls deep into him, and tell him that he’s a good boy for taking it, I want to hear “Thank you, Sir!” When I tell him I’m going to breed his hole, I want to hear “Please, Sir!” It doesn’t matter if he means it now. If he says it enough times, he’ll start to mean it.

Ever since I saw him on display before the auction started, I’ve been looking forward to eating his ass. I love the taste of ass juice and boy sweat; taking my time, building the anticipation of driving my cock through that tight wrinkled entrance deep into his warm velvet soft guts. I love fucking. I love a snug sheath milking the cum out of my balls. The thing I think I love even more though is that act of debasement; of making him willingly give up his manhood, give me the most intimate part of his body, and become a hole for me to fuck. And this boy is such a good one!