Eric Charming, Matthew Figata – The Prize – BoyForSale

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I was practically dizzy when I walked into my room and saw Eric following me around like a nervous puppy. The way his eyes looked at me was enough to make my heart flutter. And the way his ass moved in his jock strap with every step was especially appealing. I couldn’t believe I had him all to myself. I barely knew where to start.

When he approached me, I told him to take off my shoes. He gave me a shy little smile across his full lips. He seemed just 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 stripped off my clothes, having him assist me as I approached full undressing. I studied him as he did his work dutifully and carefully. Something in me just wanted to possess him and fuck him, but I also wanted to protect him.

As I stood up, he took off my pants and pulled out my cock, throbbing and barely able to be contained by my panties. He brought it on me so easily, and I wanted him to adore me.

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

He didn’t fight or fight it. He tasted. He wanted to show me how much he enjoyed being my slave. And he wanted to feel me claim him again and again. I was about to throw him on the bed and fuck him at that moment, but I just smiled, proud and pleased with him as he took me in his mouth. He adored me. And I adored him.

I leaned back, enjoying having my big cock serviced by a handsome boy without a care in the world. We weren’t in a hurry, with no expectations of what to do or when to do it. He would do what I asked. With that knowledge, I liked to sit back and let him show me what he was capable of. I barely had to open my mouth for him to swallow me and lick my balls, making me feel like a king.

With each stroke of his mouth on my cock, I got closer and closer to the need to fuck him. He was a boy who had to be taken, again and again, so he would never doubt how much I value and appreciate him. Even though I bought and paid for it, and maybe because I bought and paid for it, it was more than special.

My hands caressed her milky white ass, feeling her soft cheeks and tight hole. He climbed onto the bed, introducing himself to me as I murmured my affection into his ass. Licking his tight hole, I buried my face deeply as he moaned in the air. I could have listened to these sounds for hours. Instead, I kept him warm and ready to mate.

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