Master Kamp has the honor of showing off the Boy Lane for the members who planned to bid for the chance to own the prime specimen of a young fuck toy. This was definitely a much different experience than his first encounter, being one-on-one, now it felt very voyeuristic knowing that there were countless pairs of eyes watching Master Kamp slither his hands across Lane’s body to show off the goods and arouse the boy in front of the paying men. The moment the boy feels his master’s touch his cock hardens instantly.

The sensation of oil being dripped onto his skin sends the Boy Lane’s head spinning, as Master Kamp’s hands massage the oil into his chest. As the slave is bent over onto all fours to show off his hole, the bidding racks up to a staggeringly high value. A winner is soon declared amongst the Collective’s members.

Master Snow claims the Boy Lane as his prize with a few tongue lashings, whilst pulling back the slave’s hard boner to stroke it. Lane realized that he had just been purchased by a dominant man who wanted nothing more than to use his hole for his own pleasure. It was a thrill unlike anything he had ever experienced before, making the sexual exchange that much more intense. The Boy Lane knew his rightful place was to submit to anything Master Snow demanded of him. And with that, Lane opened his mouth and began to suck on Master Snow’s big cock.

Lane throws his legs over his new master to straddle them before slowly lowering his hole down to sit onto the thick cock. Taking almost every inch of it as the dilf fucks the twink, he can’t help but let those groans of pleasure fall from his mouth as he does his best to submit to such a large member.

Now on his back for a long dicking of his slave’s fully loosened hole Master Snow was having his way with the Boy Lane, gliding his cock effortlessly in and out of him. Having only a tie on, his master uses the tie to bind his bottom’s cock like a cockring, tightening it around the balls to ensure a longer hardon.

Lane had never expected something like this to happen, clearly the members of the Collective were far kinkier than he had anticipated. Which meant that he really didn’t have a clue as to where his next encounter could lead him. By the time Master Snow had the boy on all fours, he was practically fucking himself on the huge dick. Just how much of a cockhound would being a slave for these members turn him into?