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Master Figata and The Boy Eric
March 24, 2022 | Full Length Video : 27min 28sec
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I was practically giddy when I got into my room and saw Eric following behind me like a nervous little puppy. The way his eyes looked up at me was enough to make my heart flutter. And the way his ass moved in his jock strap with each step was especially appealing. I couldn’t believe I had him all to myself. I hardly knew where to start.

As he approached me, I ordered him to remove my shoes. He gave me a shy little smile through his pouty lips. He seemed as excited to serve me as I was. I liked that. I liked knowing that he wasn’t just mine, but that he wanted me to be his master.

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Piece by piece, I removed my clothing, having him assist me as I got closer to full undress. I studied him as he did his job obediently and carefully. Something in me just wanted to possess him and fuck him, but I also wanted to protect him.

As I stood, he removed my pants and pulled out my cock, throbbing and barely able to be contained by my underwear. He brought it out in me so easily, and I wanted him to worship me.

Slowly, he began to suck my cock, taking me in between his lips, tasting me and appreciating the fullness of my manhood. It felt absolutely like heaven. He was born to take me, and as I looked down, he loved every second of it.

He didn’t struggle or fight it. He savored it. He wanted to show me how much he appreciated being my slave. And he wanted to feel me claim him again and again. I had half a mind to toss him on the bed and fuck him right then, but I just smiled, proud and pleased with him as he took me into his mouth. He adored me. And I adored him.

I leaned back, enjoying getting my big cock serviced by a beautiful boy without a care in the world. We were in no rush, no expectations of what to do or when to be done. He would do whatever I asked. With that knowledge, I enjoyed sitting back and letting him show me what he was capable of. I barely had to open my mouth for him to swallow me down and lap at my balls, making me feel like a king.

With every stroke of his mouth on my cock, I got closer and closer to needing to fuck him. He was a boy that had to be taken, again and again, so he would never doubt just how much I value and appreciate him. Even though I bought and paid for him, and maybe because I bought and paid for him, he was beyond special.

My hands pawed at his milky white ass, feeling his soft cheeks and tight hole. He got on up the bed, presenting himself to me as I mouthed my affection into his backside. Licking his tight hole, I buried my face deep as he moaned into the air. I could have listened to those sounds for hours. Instead, I got him warmed up and ready to bred…

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Chapters
1. The Grooming 19mn
I couldn’t believe my luck. It’s not uncommon for young men to approach me, attracted to my good looks or chiseled body or simply the air of authority that I project. But not all of them can satisfy my needs. Or my business interests. Too many want to be in a relationship. Most simply want to get the bragging rights to their friends that they were able to get dominated by a hot daddy. It can be fun, but that’s not why I go out. I look for eager, submissive, moldable young men who I think will make a fine addition to our stable of boys. I’m looking for unclaimed slaves desperate to be owned. I’m looking for merchandise. When Eric came up to me, it seemed like he’d been waiting his whole life to meet someone like me. Someone to see him as he saw himself: a possession yet to be possessed. The young man had worked so hard to get the right look, work out, take care of hair and appearance, obsessing over detail that would make him appealing to a guy like me. He practically begged me to take him. What else could I do? On the way to the in-take room, I told him what was expected of him should he continue onward. I told him he had every chance to turn back and go home before we arrived, a proposition that seemed unsettling to him. Not that he was afraid I’d do something against his will, but more that this moment would pass him by if he did something wrong. By the time my driver stopped and we had arrived at the mansion, Eric understood his role. He was to listen, submit, obey, and learn his new place in this underground society. He thought he was ready. Time to see if he was right. Taking him in, I stripped him out of his clothes, tossing the cheap fast-fashion items on the floor. He looked at me with excited anticipation, as if he was already thinking of himself as product. He carefully fixed his hair after his shirt came off, wanting to stay presentable to me. I could care less about his hair. All I saw was his smooth, toned, flawless, alabaster skin. His nipples were like two tiny points on his chest, standing outward and begging for attention. His soft, full lips hung from his face, heavy with excitement and arousal. I’d never seen someone so desperate to be claimed. I was tempted to take him for myself right there. But I knew he was worth more to me at auction than as just an easy fuck. Moving around his body, I could see his hard, pink dick and his round, unblemished ass. It was like a pair of down pillows. I could have easily sold him just as a cushion to rest upon, but his tight hole was the real prize of his backside. I went in for a taste, feeling my tongue move across the taught flesh of his hole. He let out a moan of intense pleasure. Clearly, his hole was just as connected to his mind as his dick. It tightened and pulsed on the tip of my tongue, waiting for it to be opened and taken. He was such a beautiful prize. I knew I had to test him, try him, and see just how valuable he was. I knew buyers would go crazy for him. Afterall, it was hard for me not to pounce on him himself…
2. The Auction 26mn
When Eric was brought out, my breath was taken away. Not only did he have a smooth, well maintained body, but he had the beautiful face of an angel. His lips were full and pink, parted slightly as he nervously took each anxious breath. His eyes darted around the room like a puppy looking out for danger, but keeping himself composed and compliant as Master Thirio began to present him to the group. With each snap of his fingers, the slave boy Eric changed up his position, showcasing his beautiful chest, his strong back, and, of course, his peachy, round, creamy-white ass. As Thirio oiled him up, the sheen off his cheeks took to the light and made him all the more enticing Eric propped himself up on his arms, revealing the well-worked muscles beneath his boyish appearance. He was clearly not nearly as fragile as his virginal look would have suggested, making my cock stiffen at the thought of what I could do with him. And just as I felt myself prepared to bid, Master Thirio opened up his pants and pulled out his throbbing member, making me breathe harder as I knew what was to come. His rigid tool was placed right between Eric’s perfect cheeks, finding its way deeper into the valley of his mounds before it got lost in his hole. Eric let out the most beautiful sound I had ever heard. His exhalation and moans indicated just how much he felt his body opening up and taking the dom daddy’s manhood. Master Thirio placed a hand on his neck, holding him up by his bow-tie collar and keeping him from accidentally bounding off his shaft from the intense pounding that Thirio began. Eric threw his head back as he tried to withstand the hard fucking, never moving off of his hands and keeping his ass arched perfectly for penetration. I knew I had to have him. Immediately my hand left my hard-on and raised to bid. I don’t know how long I kept myself engaged in the bidding. I was focused so much on watching Eric getting fucked, thinking about wanting him for myself, but also wanting to see him pushed to his limits by the handsome, tan man that was currently using him like a brood mare. Just when I thought Master Thirio was gearing up to leave his load inside, he pulled himself out of Eric’s hole, snapped, and Eric positioned himself back up his knees just as he was when he was first brought out. At that time, I looked around and realized that I was the winner. A smile broke over my face and I could see my fellow bidders eyeing me with a jealousy that was almost as thrilling as the idea of my new property. I stood up, buttoning up my jacket, and stepped forward as Master Thirio gestured me forward. With my new ring of ownership placed around my finger, I could get my first touch and taste of the beautiful bottom boy. Eric was still oily and warm from his brutal fucking, shaking and trembling but trying to keep himself presentable. His heart was pounding and his lips were now red from his quickened pulse, nipples fully erect and a couple beads of sweat on his brow. I held his head in place with one hand, my new ring pressed against his neck as my other hand moved down his toned stomach toward his genitals still concealed in his jockstrap. I could feel his breathing stuttering as my unfamiliar hand made its way beneath his waistband and began to fondle his cock. It was nearly hard with a slippery, slick dripping of pre-cum at the tip. His balls were warm and full, resting between his thighs and practically begging to be tugged. I could smell his perspiration as my face rested beside his, sensing his nervousness and anticipation of what I would do next. As much as I wanted to fuck him, I took my time first to indulge in his flavor, bending him on all fours and burying my face in his freshly fucked hole. I planted my tongue deep inside, feeling where Thirio’s cock had opened him up for me. I grabbed him by the thighs, shaking his ass and listening to the music he made as he moaned from my mouth. All the while, my cock began to harden more, preparing for the insemination that was now my right…
3. The Prize 28mn
I was practically giddy when I got into my room and saw Eric following behind me like a nervous little puppy. The way his eyes looked up at me was enough to make my heart flutter. And the way his ass moved in his jock strap with each step was especially appealing. I couldn’t believe I had him all to myself. I hardly knew where to start. As he approached me, I ordered him to remove my shoes. He gave me a shy little smile through his pouty lips. He seemed as excited to serve me as I was. I liked that. I liked knowing that he wasn’t just mine, but that he wanted me to be his master. Piece by piece, I removed my clothing, having him assist me as I got closer to full undress. I studied him as he did his job obediently and carefully. Something in me just wanted to possess him and fuck him, but I also wanted to protect him. As I stood, he removed my pants and pulled out my cock, throbbing and barely able to be contained by my underwear. He brought it out in me so easily, and I wanted him to worship me. Slowly, he began to suck my cock, taking me in between his lips, tasting me and appreciating the fullness of my manhood. It felt absolutely like heaven. He was born to take me, and as I looked down, he loved every second of it. He didn’t struggle or fight it. He savored it. He wanted to show me how much he appreciated being my slave. And he wanted to feel me claim him again and again. I had half a mind to toss him on the bed and fuck him right then, but I just smiled, proud and pleased with him as he took me into his mouth. He adored me. And I adored him. I leaned back, enjoying getting my big cock serviced by a beautiful boy without a care in the world. We were in no rush, no expectations of what to do or when to be done. He would do whatever I asked. With that knowledge, I enjoyed sitting back and letting him show me what he was capable of. I barely had to open my mouth for him to swallow me down and lap at my balls, making me feel like a king. With every stroke of his mouth on my cock, I got closer and closer to needing to fuck him. He was a boy that had to be taken, again and again, so he would never doubt just how much I value and appreciate him. Even though I bought and paid for him, and maybe because I bought and paid for him, he was beyond special. My hands pawed at his milky white ass, feeling his soft cheeks and tight hole. He got on up the bed, presenting himself to me as I mouthed my affection into his backside. Licking his tight hole, I buried my face deep as he moaned into the air. I could have listened to those sounds for hours. Instead, I got him warmed up and ready to bred…
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