Adam Snow out bid me at the auction. I was giving him a hard time about that and he invited me over for some playtime. The boy took us both on. Adam let me breed him first. Truth is I wouldn’t mind taking sloppy seconds from a stud like Adam, although I know that baseball bat between his legs must leave a boy’s ass gaping open. It was a great afternoon, but it didn’t cure my hunger. It just made me want the boy for myself more than ever. That combination of cute puppy and gold star fucktoy really gets under my skin.

I don’t really know what Adam likes. Obviously, he liked Boy River then, and I knew he would tire of him eventually, but no telling how long I would have to wait. It was no problem. There are always other boys to fuck. I made Adam promise to give me plenty of warning before he put the boy back up for auction and he did. I ended up spending almost a million dollars on him. That’s a crazy price for a boy that’s been around as long as he has, but I can afford it. Just makes me more certain my desire for him is not misplaced.

I was almost trembling when I stepped up onto the stage and Master Kamp put the ring on my finger. Then I turned to my boy crouching on the block. I couldn’t tell if he was pleased, or not, but at least I was a familiar face. I don’t think I’m bad looking. My dick’s a nice size, big enough to fill a hole up, not big enough to tear it open. He’ll soon find out I’m very generous with my boys as long as they please me.

Yeah, there he was crouching on the block. I got him ass up and got down on my knees to get a look at that sweet million dollar ass. Of course Kamp had him covered in massage oil, glazed like a damn doughnut. I had to get that wiped off before I ate him out. I love to eat ass, just chowing down, getting my tongue up into a quivering hole, getting it opened up for the hard cock that I’m going to pound it with. I don’t use any more lube than I have to. My hole, my spit, my cum. That’s how a man should fuck a boy.

I ate that boy until he was almost begging to get fucked. I slipped a finger into him and felt his ring close around it, nice and snug. That’s a well trained boy. I like that. I like it when he lets go, too, though. I love a boy keeping his ass nice and tight for the dick that’s fucking him, until he can’t anymore. His hole gives up and just opens like a flower and his body is all mine.

Like I said, I like to play hard and fuck hard. He didn’t even flinch when I slapped his ass. Later on, after I get him home, I’ll see how much he can really take. Right now it’s all about putting my mark on him. I fucked him from both ends and then I made him cum before I bred him. A man can’t fake an orgasm. You know a boy is yours if he blows a load while your cock is pounding into his ass. He shot a nice big one. Then it was my turn.