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Eli Bennet & Lance Charger – The Prize

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The moment I felt my dick slide inside Eli’s body, I knew I had to have him. It’s part of the job to evaluate and assess the worth of the boys that come through, but occasionally some strike me as truly exceptional. And while I could easily undervalue the ones I find most appealing, I’m nothing if not ethical. Well, mostly… Eli is the type of slave in whom no amount of price fixing would matter. As soon as he was placed on the auction block, it was an absolute frenzy as to who would claim him. My load was still fresh in his hole from his appraisal and I knew I couldn’t let him slip through my fingers. I placed my hand high to make sure I was the winner and could claim him for myself. My heart raced when I was alone with him for the first time. His beautiful face and lean body were practically sculpted by a higher power. He was no accident of simple breeding. He was created. Created to be owned and possessed. And here I was, sitting on a bed with him kneeling before me, waiting to serve me however I desired. I started slow, not wanting to rush the moment. I ordered him to take off my shoes and socks; he kissed my feet and inhaled the blend of rich leather and musk. It’s a primal thing to see a boy take in my scent, marking them from the inside and letting them know me by my natural fragrance. I could tell they had a pheromonal effect on him. His eyes lit up and a smile crossed his flawless face. Good. He understood the importance of an olfactory bond. I stood up to let him undress me. I workout hard in the gym which causes my suits to get tight around the shoulders, yet he carefully removed the jacket and placed it to the side, respecting me by respecting my clothing. His immediate submission and obedience was enough to shoot a rush of energy to my cock, compelling me to find a suitable place for it. “Take it out,” I ordered. I watched him drop to his knees like he was born to be down there. And within seconds, he had my thick, throbbing manhood between his soft, pillowy lips. Something about seeing someone so young and beautiful worship my cock is unlike anything else. And knowing that he was just as much mine as my suit made me even harder.

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