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There’s something special in caging up a young man. Not just having him in restraints or in chastity or anything like that. It’s about actually seeing him that tiny cell like a pet. It sends a message. “You’re my property. You stay put until I need you. When I don’t, you’re set aside.”
I’m not cruel or mean. I wouldn’t keep Cole locked up longer than I had to; but it does give me a thrill to see him in there, playing with his cock, watching me, and eagerly waiting for me to let him out. He knows why he’s in there and why I would let him out. Knowing that he’s just sitting, waiting, thinking of a time when he’s servicing me… There’s nothing better!Eventually, my needs ...[Read more]
Eventually, my needs become more powerful than my fantasy. I need to cum and Cole’s job is to make that happen. As I fidget with the keys in my pocket, Cole can hear the small sound of metal clanking. In a Pavlovian response, I swear I can see his mouth begin to water with anticipation.
As soon as he’s out of the cage, I sit on the bed for him to perform his usual ritual. He kneels down, looks me in the eye, and waits for my command. He’s used to taking off my shoes, knowing now the intricacy of the laces and how to remove them with speed and efficiency. Same with my belt and pants... Smooth and swift. After all, he’s been trained on this routine. Time and again he has undressed me, tending to my needs as he prepares me to be serviced by him.
One of my favorite things is when he rests his face on my crotch. Still in my underwear, I make him wait for further instructions with his nose up in my underwear, inhaling the scent of my manhood. It’s like I’m marking him inside and out. He’s masked in my natural fragrance while his lungs fill with my pheromones. I can tell it drives him wild huffing me in this way, and I want him hungry for what I’m about to give him.
His hot breath excites my dick, making it hard and ready for sucking. I pull down my pants and give him a view of my cock, rock hard and throbbing. He’s quick to fill his mouth with it, swallowing to the hilt almost instantly. Cole’s an amazing cock sucker with practically no gag reflex, perfectly suited for taking me the way I like. I can feel my inches penetrate past his tongue, sliding into his throat as he worships my cock.
This is what it’s about. Being a master. Feeling like a king. Having your piece held in place so beautifully by a young man’s wet, warm mouth. Cole can’t get enough of it either. He looks at me with his sultry eyes, signalling that he’s always ready for more. He would never say it — after all, it’s not his place. But deep down, this boy wants to be owned and used, and I’m more than happy to push his buttons.
With his mouth open and waiting, I thrust my hips back and forth, fucking his face as he manages to take me completely. He adapts to my moves, taking me as easily as if I was fucking his ass. And as much as I would love to shoot my load in his throat without any warning, Cole’s actual ass is why I bought him in the first place.
I move behind him, looking at his milky white cheeks sitting full and round above his tight, pink pucker. There’s a reason why he came so expensive. A boy like this is truly one in a million. A perfect specimen of submission and substance. As I slip my wet cock in his bare hole, I think to myself, “He’s all mine.”
Cole is a handsome young jock, fresh out of high school and unsure of his future. His rosy cheeks and porcelain skin made him a true work of art, worthy of admiration and devotion. He truly is a good, all-American boy.
...But deep down, he has desires different from most of his peers. He’s always fantasized about being someone’s trophy and slave, submitting to their every dark and twisted desire. A mixture of naivete and bravery lead him to search for and find a place where his sexual fantasies can be reality. He didn't know the extent of what was in store for him, and his complete surrender was required up front. He would be an object...a mere toy to be used. Anxiously at first, he gave up his free will. But as things progressed his fears took a backseat to his young hormones as his dick got steely hard and leaked a seemingly never-ending copious stream of precum.
Master Oaks is your average, suburban dad. He’s got the good wife, good family, good job, and the good looks to match. Everything he does and lives is about being responsible, considerate, and generous.
But when he’s here, he’s able to let go of his cul-de-sac lifestyle and live out his true fantasy: being the king of his castle, master of his domain, and dominant to a beautiful submissive boy.
He relishes knowing that his slave must do whatever he wants, no questions asked, and will submit to his every desire. Nothing makes him feel more alive than breeding a tight, young hole, and he’s come to bid on the finest asses he can.
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