The Prize | THE BOY MILO | Chapter 6

Boy Milo signed away his freedom to become a slave less than a year ago. It wouldn’t be accurate to say that he did it on a whim, but he wasn’t as desperate as many of the boys who made that choice. He was kind of aimless, though: He had graduated high school with average grades and not much enthusiasm for academic pursuits. He had no money for college and no real idea of what he would study if he took out a loan.

He was working as a barback in a local gay bar when he was approached by a recruiter. He liked his job, but he knew it was not exactly a long-term plan. Listening to the recruiter describe the life that he could have filled him with a certain excitement. Unlike most guys his age, he didn’t mind the attention of older men and his few experiences with rougher sex play had been very pleasurable. He had actually considered seeking out more. Foremost in his mind, though, was just the prospect of adventure, something that was distinctly lacking in his life. This was a chance at a far better quality of life than he could provide himself and a far more interesting future than he could otherwise hope for.

Boy Milo’s training was tough and demanding, but because he had come in with that sense of adventure, it wasn’t quite as stressful as it was for many other boys. His first sale had gone well. Master Stone was a very handsome man and not at all unreasonable in his expectations. Boy Milo had been warned during his training not to become attached to the men who would buy him and he tried not to. It was a huge relief, though, to end up with a man like Master Stone and Boy Milo hoped it would last for a long time. He was completely unprepared for his Master to put him back on the block after a mere six months.

At first the Slaveboy feared that he had not lived up to his Master’s expectations, but was assured that his Master was happy with him and Boy Milo did not fail his Master. Another boy had caught Master Stone’s eye and it was simply time for a change. Having been so fortunate in his first sale, Boy Milo wondered if he dared hope twice to be so lucky. He knelt on the block trembling with dread but trying to turn that into an air of demure vulnerability. It must have worked, as the bids quickly climbed to a respectable level.

The auction ended and Boy Milo almost felt nauseated in the interminable pause while the sale was finalized. Master Marko first appeared as a massive shadow looming beyond the lights, well more than six feet tall and thick with muscles. The Slaveboy quivered with fear, but a moment later a giant bear stepped into the light and Boy Milo felt his cock swell. His new Master was very handsome and, while he radiated absolute strength and power, his eyes glittered with lust and he greeted his new toy with a reassuring smile.

He was no virgin and his Master knew it, so there was little need for a warm up. He was fucked, deep and hard, and Milo took it with pleasure. It was an anointing, of sorts, one that marked the completion of a sale.

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Afterwards, there are several whirlwind days of wrapping everything up and traveling to Master Marko’s current home, but now they are settled in and Master Marko has called for him.

Boy Milo still can’t believe that the man who has bought him is real. Master Marko is a giant bear-god, a mountain of muscle that fucks his boy with a deliberate, selfish passion focused only on his own satisfaction, but then cuddles and pets Boy Milo like a favorite puppy afterwards.

Boy Milo drops to his knees outside of his Master’s bedroom, as he has been taught, and then peeks shyly into the room. Master Marko motions reassuringly for Milo to come in, feeling an almost electric rush of power behind his balls. There are Slaveboys who are willing to obey and there are Slaveboys who are desperate to please. Boy Milo is clearly the latter, and that fills Master Marko deeply with joy. Obedience is nice, but true submission is delicious.

Boy Milo crawls across the room, stopping between the DILF’s knees. Master Marko generously pushes his prize’s young head down and starts massaging his back. The Slaveboy’s skin is caramel-brown and smooth as silk. His body is youthful and slim but fit and gracefully muscled. Feeling his Boy’s shoulders relax, Master Marko motions for Boy Milo to sit up and guides his new Boy through undressing him.

Even though Marko would like to tear his own clothes off, he patiently lets Boy Milo navigate the complexities of cufflinks, buttons, and suspenders. He knows that the Boy will soon gain confidence in his service. It’s clear to Master Marko that Boy Milo relishes revealing his Master’s body like he’s unwrapping a gift. He gives The Boy a moment to worship the broad expanse of his Master’s furry chest before pushing him to his knees.

As soon as Boy Milo sees his Master’s swelling cock in tightly-stretched white briefs he pounces on it, sniffing and licking the virile mound. Soon Marko has his massive cock buried in Milo’s throat, enjoying the sensation of his Boy choking on the meat. It thrills Master Marko deeply to know that The Boy will service him as long as he, the Master, demands it. Boy Milo is so devoted that he’d keep letting his throat be stuffed with this huge cock until he passed out, but that won't be necessary.

Master Marko doesn’t want to waste time reviving his toy when he can be fucking it instead. He lays back on the bed and orders Boy Milo to mount him. The Slaveboy complies, impaling himself on the thick, leaking column of flesh, riding it up and down to give his Master the pleasure that he requires.

Master Marko rolls The Boy on to his back and spreads the young legs wide so The Boy’s tight quivering hole is ready for pounding. The Master’s own inevitable desire to breed grows in his balls, tingling in his groin as his thrusts grow stronger and deeper.

Boy Milo groans and cries out as his hole is stretched to its limits. It’s not physically possible to relax enough to take this Master easily, but he can’t help but be swept up in the strength of the powerful man’s desire for him. At last, Master Marko’s nuts explode, pumping a hot thick load deep into his Slaveboy’s tight ass. Boy Milo receives the wet soothing warmth with a sense of relief, but a bittersweet awareness of an already-growing hunger to have his Master do this all over again.