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Master Barrett, Master Wheeler and The Boy Colton
November 03, 2022 | Full Length Video : 29min 27sec
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Things have been moving so quickly of late. I can barely keep track of my thoughts. What I do know is that there’s been some kind of seismic change in me - a complete shift in the way I perceive myself.

It is now clear to me that I exist in this world to please others. The act of yielding to a dominant man makes me almost explode with excitement. It is my purpose and my future.

I met Master ...[Read more]

I met Master Legrand purely by chance. He intrigued and entranced me from the moment I set eyes on him. Of course, I now realize that the intense feelings I developed for him were too monogamous. If I am to be someone who exists to give pleasure to others, I must regularly offer myself to others. Saying goodbye to my first master was hard, but it was also liberating.

The idea of being auctioned off was intimidating to begin with, but the more I thought about it, the more the idea appealed to me. The reality, of course, was very different from my expectations.

I was ushered into a dimly-lit room, wearing just a bow tie and a tight jockstrap. I could see a dark sea of men sitting on chairs in front of me. I sensed they were all in suit and tie because their white shirts were glowing mysteriously in the void.

The auctioneer was handsome beyond words. He told me his name was Master Barrett and that his job was to help me sell myself. He had a kind, honest face, which I instantly trusted.

The moment we entered the room, Master Barrett became authoritative. He clicked his fingers repeatedly, but strangely enough I always seemed to understand what he wanted me to do. I’m learning that there’s an exciting mental synergy which can exist between a boy and his master.

Master Barrett removed his suit jacket and stood behind me, slowly running his masculine hands across my shoulders and down my arms. I instantly felt my body shivering uncontrollably with excitement.

Goosebumps exploded on every inch of skin. I had no clue what to expect. I didn’t know who was bidding. Were they really offering to pay that much for me? Did they want me that much?

With every jerk of his hand, or twist of his finger, Master Barrett turned me on that little bit more. I instinctively knew the pointlessness of falling for him. This was destined to be a fleeting encounter and yet, every second I spent with him filled me with increasingly intense emotions…

Everything was so quiet. I could hear programs rustling distantly in the crowd. I could hear the tap of Master Barrett’s footsteps and then the hollow sound of oil being pumped out of some sort of vessel. Within seconds, I felt the same oil dripping down my chest and then the deeply erotic sensation of Master Barrett’s large hands gently massaging it into me. I was in heaven.

He turned my back to the men in the room, slowly sliding his hands down to my ass, which he started to finger while his eyes continually surveyed the crowd – daring them to bid higher. The oil had made its way onto his tie, which started to shimmer as it caught the light.

Master Barrett made me squat on the platform. I could feel his tongue caressing my hole and his beard tickling the tender valley between my ass cheeks. Then I heard the squeaking of fabric as he removed his tie, then the clinking of him loosening his belt and I knew that the magical moment wasn’t far away. Within seconds, I felt the sharp sting of his perfect penis entering my body.

I looked back at him. He was staring almost smugly at the crowd while his dick pounded ruthlessly in and out of me. The harder he went, the more I wanted him. My entire body started to hum and quiver.

Then he turned me onto my back and fucked me really hard. I stared into his face, willing him to look at me. Sure, he occasionally glanced down, but his focus was very much on the other men in the room. I realized at that moment that I was not his possession. He was merely demonstrating me, road-testing me, showing potential buyers that I was a precious object which they could own. This was nothing but a transaction for him.

I turned my attention to the crowd, wondering which one of them would purchase me. Which one wanted me the most?

Master Barrett suddenly announced that he was going to cum before gritting his teeth and pounding me like I’ve never been pounded before. He exploded deep inside me. I don’t know how much cum went up there, but I could feel it gushing out of him.

I realized that the auction had ended at the very moment he came into me. Someone had clearly now purchased me. I belonged to a stranger. I started trembling with excitement at the thought. Who was my new master?

As Master Barrett coaxed his semen out of my hole, I felt a dark shadow passing through the light. I knew it was him…

The man emerged from the gloom and stood close to me. Master Barrett handed him a ring. He wore a tightly-tailored suit and had a beautiful mustache. He smelled expensive. He smiled happily and placed the ring on his finger. Then he took my hand protectively and led me out of the auction room and I knew instantly that wherever he went, I would follow.

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Chapters
1. The Grooming 26mn
When Master Legrand brings me into the mostly dark, dimly lit room, I can sense myself feeling slightly unnerved and anxious, but also excited. The excitement ramps up rather quickly, too, once he lays one of his massive hands on my neck and gently caresses my face with the other. All anxiety and nerves seem to completely dissipate. He lifts up my shirt, his eyes roaming my body just as much as his hands. He pinches my left nipple, then my right. Each pinch sends what can only be described as electricity, or some sort of a jolting force through my entire body. I never really thought of having a Master or being owned before – but it’s amazing how natural it feels so suddenly. As if I am meant to be here, getting examined by one of the sexiest men I have ever seen, essentially evaluating my body. Summing me up as a prize to bid on. He lifts my shirt up further, this time over my face and then off. I look over and see him unbutton his coat. I felt my hole twitch. He came forward and behind me, reaching down to unbutton my jeans. I couldn’t help but quiver. He moved his face ever so close to mine, staring me dead in the eyes, ready to kiss me. He pulls back though, teasing me as his hand goes down the front into my underwear. He continues to tease me, running his hands all over me, a near kiss as he stares intently right into my eyes. He knows I’m putty in his hands at this point. He turns me around and starts to paw at my ass as I breathe heavily and moan into his ear. He asks me to lean on the padded bench and grasps my cock and balls, his attention though on my exposed hole. I make it pucker, almost unconsciously. I can feel my body slowly develop a mind of its own. He has me turn over and instructs me to get to work on him. I open his pants as he removes his own jacket. He unbuttons his shirt a bit, carefully instructing me as to how to service him. Even through the fabric of his underwear, I can already tell he has a cock perfectly befitting a master. Pulling it out and actually witnessing it, though, is truly a sight to behold. He continues to instruct me as to just how he wants me to taste and suck on it. Asking me to look up at him, where to touch him, how to touch him. It's like mind control, my body simply keeps reacting as if running on autopilot. He asks me to lay on my back. He pours oil all over me and massages me sensually, once again exploring my body as if he’s never felt another one before. He asks me to lift up my legs for him. I do it and beg him, he knows what for. A small part of me wonders if it’s actually even possible. But most of me wants him to impale me no matter what. He turns me back over, and after more teasing, I finally feel the massive head slip into my tense hole. It takes some work, and I can tell he enjoys it. He knows I’m yearning for it, but it won’t simply slide all the way in. He’s too big, I’m too small. But it’s certainly not impossible. He gets me back on my back, my legs up in the air again, toes curling with anticipation. He slowly begins sliding into me again, and eventually I can feel his head in my guts and his balls slapping against my ass. I, myself, am rock hard and stroking, his massive dick essentially permanently pressed against and massaging my prostate. It’s too much, it’s too good. Before he can even get a solid rhythm going, I accidentally blow my load. Master Legrand doesn’t seem angry about this, just amused. I’m left dumbstruck, my body still reeling from the orgasm. Master teases me a bit more, letting me know how I opened up for him. He throws a towel on me and tells me to clean up… and I know I’ve found a new purpose and place in life…
2. The Auction 30mn
Things have been moving so quickly of late. I can barely keep track of my thoughts. What I do know is that there’s been some kind of seismic change in me - a complete shift in the way I perceive myself. It is now clear to me that I exist in this world to please others. The act of yielding to a dominant man makes me almost explode with excitement. It is my purpose and my future. I met Master Legrand purely by chance. He intrigued and entranced me from the moment I set eyes on him. Of course, I now realize that the intense feelings I developed for him were too monogamous. If I am to be someone who exists to give pleasure to others, I must regularly offer myself to others. Saying goodbye to my first master was hard, but it was also liberating. The idea of being auctioned off was intimidating to begin with, but the more I thought about it, the more the idea appealed to me. The reality, of course, was very different from my expectations. I was ushered into a dimly-lit room, wearing just a bow tie and a tight jockstrap. I could see a dark sea of men sitting on chairs in front of me. I sensed they were all in suit and tie because their white shirts were glowing mysteriously in the void. The auctioneer was handsome beyond words. He told me his name was Master Barrett and that his job was to help me sell myself. He had a kind, honest face, which I instantly trusted. The moment we entered the room, Master Barrett became authoritative. He clicked his fingers repeatedly, but strangely enough I always seemed to understand what he wanted me to do. I’m learning that there’s an exciting mental synergy which can exist between a boy and his master. Master Barrett removed his suit jacket and stood behind me, slowly running his masculine hands across my shoulders and down my arms. I instantly felt my body shivering uncontrollably with excitement. Goosebumps exploded on every inch of skin. I had no clue what to expect. I didn’t know who was bidding. Were they really offering to pay that much for me? Did they want me that much? With every jerk of his hand, or twist of his finger, Master Barrett turned me on that little bit more. I instinctively knew the pointlessness of falling for him. This was destined to be a fleeting encounter and yet, every second I spent with him filled me with increasingly intense emotions… Everything was so quiet. I could hear programs rustling distantly in the crowd. I could hear the tap of Master Barrett’s footsteps and then the hollow sound of oil being pumped out of some sort of vessel. Within seconds, I felt the same oil dripping down my chest and then the deeply erotic sensation of Master Barrett’s large hands gently massaging it into me. I was in heaven. He turned my back to the men in the room, slowly sliding his hands down to my ass, which he started to finger while his eyes continually surveyed the crowd – daring them to bid higher. The oil had made its way onto his tie, which started to shimmer as it caught the light. Master Barrett made me squat on the platform. I could feel his tongue caressing my hole and his beard tickling the tender valley between my ass cheeks. Then I heard the squeaking of fabric as he removed his tie, then the clinking of him loosening his belt and I knew that the magical moment wasn’t far away. Within seconds, I felt the sharp sting of his perfect penis entering my body. I looked back at him. He was staring almost smugly at the crowd while his dick pounded ruthlessly in and out of me. The harder he went, the more I wanted him. My entire body started to hum and quiver. Then he turned me onto my back and fucked me really hard. I stared into his face, willing him to look at me. Sure, he occasionally glanced down, but his focus was very much on the other men in the room. I realized at that moment that I was not his possession. He was merely demonstrating me, road-testing me, showing potential buyers that I was a precious object which they could own. This was nothing but a transaction for him. I turned my attention to the crowd, wondering which one of them would purchase me. Which one wanted me the most? Master Barrett suddenly announced that he was going to cum before gritting his teeth and pounding me like I’ve never been pounded before. He exploded deep inside me. I don’t know how much cum went up there, but I could feel it gushing out of him. I realized that the auction had ended at the very moment he came into me. Someone had clearly now purchased me. I belonged to a stranger. I started trembling with excitement at the thought. Who was my new master? As Master Barrett coaxed his semen out of my hole, I felt a dark shadow passing through the light. I knew it was him… The man emerged from the gloom and stood close to me. Master Barrett handed him a ring. He wore a tightly-tailored suit and had a beautiful mustache. He smelled expensive. He smiled happily and placed the ring on his finger. Then he took my hand protectively and led me out of the auction room and I knew instantly that wherever he went, I would follow.
3. The Prize 40mn
From the darkness I was led into the light by a handsome and well-dressed man. We didn’t exchange many words, but the terms of our relationship were clear merely from his demeanor. I was his, purchased and ready to use. This man, Master Wheeler, sat fully-clothed in a tailored suit on the bed. His eyes scanned my body; they dreamed of all the ways he could use my body to please his own. I found myself surprisingly calm as I stared at him from across the room on hands and knees. Behind his mustache sat a wicked smile. He signaled me over with a flick of his hand after what felt like an eternity. I crawled towards him, blood already rushing towards my cock as my Pavlovian response to a Master’s command, a response bred into me by Master Barrett moments before Master Wheeler purchased me. My new Master grabbed my face. I felt his hot breath on me as he grazed his hand over my blushing cheeks. His other hand gripped with slightly more force to hold the back of my neck and keep my head in place. His breath smelled of mint mouthwash and his body of expensive cologne. He pushed my face into the bulge of his trousers and explored the back of my body with his sturdy hands. Eventually, he reached my well-used hole. His cock grew as he wet his finger with his mouth. He played with my ass, delighted with my moans of pleasure. He splits my cheeks open with both hands as his fingers take turns fucking my hole. He was slow at first, but next thing I know his fingers are using my hole like they are fighting each other to feel the inside of me. I can hear the rough pleasure of dominance rumble in his breath. He forces his mouth onto mine to taste my tongue. Exploring the inside of my mouth and sampling the walls of my cheeks, his mustache grazed over my smooth lips. He grabbed my stiff cock through my jock. I am burdened with need—need to serve my Master, and for my Master to savor every moment from me he’s purchased. He gets up and starts to peel off his clothes, looking at me with animalistic anticipation, cock bulging out at me through his pants. At his direction, I pulled out his hard-on and took him into my mouth. His moans came out uncontrolled and savage as his pulsating penis rammed into my throat. His cock is so hard it fills my throat completely. I can’t help but gag because of its sheer size. He put me on the bed to play with my body. As he prepared my hole with his warm tongue I’d completely forgotten I had another Master inside me only moments ago! All I want now is my new Master’s throbbing cock to hit the deepest parts of the inside of my hole. The moment I’ve waited for has finally come. He used the tip of his cock to stretch me out. Pure ecstasy filled my body as he pushed the full length of his manhood inside of my hole. Before I knew it, he was fucking me with such force that I couldn’t speak; only muffled moans escaped as he rammed his cock inside my tight pink hole. He entered a daze of pleasure as he fucked me, pumping me further and further toward his orgasm. His throbbing cock burst inside of me, his hot load filled every crevice with his rich seed. Sweat dripped off my heaving chest. He breathed heavily in ecstasy while the last of his load broke into me. I laid in disbelief, staring up into Master’s eyes. That same smile of wicked satisfaction glinted back at me as I looked up at him. It was never more clear to me then in that moment that I was his, and that this was the first of many times I would be broken in by him…