The Appraisal | THE BOY RIVER | Chapter 8

I have to have a new appraisal before I can be sold again. My former Master kept me for two years. That’s not an exceptionally long time, but I know he was getting increasingly pointed ribbing from other Masters in the Collective. I’m not sure I’m one of the best boys. That’s not for me to say, but I suppose I’m desirable.

The Collective isn’t just a market to buy boys from. It’s also a sort of club. The bragging and gossiping, buying and selling, competing to get the most desirable slaves is as much a part of the game as just buying a boy to fuck. There were other men who wanted their turn with me and there was some good natured resentment at not having that chance.

I’m not too sad about going back on the block. My Master was a good man and he treated me very well. He wasn’t bad looking, either, but not really my type. I just wasn’t as attached to him as he was to me, but a slave serves his owner to the best of his ability, regardless of who they are. I can’t help but hope that maybe this time I’ll get luckier. I do know that there will be a lot of interest in me after being off of the market for so long.

My appraisal was much like my last one, except there were three masters present for my examination. That is something else that is not exceptional but not really usual. Maybe it’s another indication that the interest in me is high. It really isn’t for me to say, though. I know that I will be put on the block, and certainly some man will buy me. I will go home with him and serve him.

My three Appraisers were Master Kamp, Master Snow, and Master Aries. Of course all of the boys meet Master Kamp when they are first recruited to the Collective, and everybody knows Master Snow and his legendary cock. Master Aries was new to me but he is another very sexy man.

Your first appraisal is intimidating. You are brought into the room, in a jockstrap and your bowtie collar, and several more or less strange men examine you from head to foot. Measurements are taken, and every inch of your body is stroked and poked and prodded. Then you are used sexually to judge your performance. It’s important to perform well as their judgment will determine your starting price.

I knew what was going to happen though, and when I was brought in and saw the three handsome men who were going to examine me, my heart leapt, and my prick started to grow hard. That’s not a bad thing. The appraisers want to know how well endowed a slave is and make sure everything is healthy and working properly. Some masters are more interested in their boy’s toys than others.

When he is there Master Kamp leads the appraisal. I think selling boys almost turns him on more than playing with them. When it came to measuring my erection, though, Master Kamp took my nipples in his fingers and squeezed them hard enough to make me gasp while Master Aries knelt down and jacked me until I was hard.

When he stood up, Master Snow was already groping my ass, and Master Aries wasted no time in getting his pants unzipped and pulling a very respectable cock out of his underwear. It was obvious that he was intent on establishing his place as first in line. I was placed on the block facing him and took his warm hard cock into my mouth.

I started suck him while Master Kamp fucked my hole with his thumb. Master Snow moved in to have a turn playing with my ass. When he bent down to eat my hole, I wondered if I would get to feel the cock that I had heard so much about. My hole was open enough to start to enjoy the fingers molesting me but my attention was mostly focused on Master Aries making me gag on his dick.

I was a little disappointed when they turned me around but Master Aries cock was more than enough to fill up my hole while I could barely get my lips around Master Snow. He seemed to realize that his cock wouldn’t fit down my throat and he didn’t try to force it. They took their time, though, using me from both ends. Being used by these two men was more fun than I’ve had in a long time.

I was put on my back and Master Aries fucked me like a machine with my legs spread as wide as possible so that he could drive his dick into me as deep as it would reach, Meanwhile, Master Snow alternated between fucking my mouth and having me suck his balls. The air was filled with the musky scent of their sweat and deep manly groans of pleasure.

I was nothing more than an anonymous sex toy to use for their pleasure and take their loads. I was sucking Master Snow's balls when he said he was going to cum, shoving his cock into mouth and filling me so full that it was running down the side of my face. Moments later, I felt Master Aries pump his load into my sore hole.

The only bad thing about an Appraisal is that none of the guys who use you then are allowed to bid on you later.