Master Stone had Milo stand up so he could get an even better look at The Boy. He was just as fragile and precious in the brighter light of his Buyer’s private quarters. The Boy quivered as the man let his hands roam all over his young bare skin, stopping at the ass. Boy Milo could feel his Master’s big fingers probe his little hole, making him shudder. The new owner told Boy Milo to undress him, and again, Milo complied. Obedience came naturally….
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