The tall older man before me wasn’t intimidating, but not knowing what he planned to do to me was. My mind turned off almost entirely, once I felt the touch of Master Aries’ hands as he fiddled with the waistband of my briefs, not realizing that my shorts had already hit the floor. He continued to ogle my physique, his fingers wiggling into the crevices of my skin to cop a feel of my butt cheeks. The cold oil against my hot skin made me shiver, but it wasn’t exactly my place to say anything. I felt like I had a fever. The heat rushing to my head made it so that I couldn’t think at all, but instead, I was forced into submission, forced to follow the lead that the current master was providing me. I opened my mouth and took as much of his big cock into it as I could, feeling it pulsate between my lips, letting me know he was excited. But of course, that’s not all that the masters wanted from a young gay slave like myself. They wanted to fuck a tight hole. With my legs up in the air, lying on my back, I felt the cool spill of the oil trickle down my ass crack just before I felt the tip of Master Aries’s erect penis probe against my pucker. Before I knew it, my toes were curling inward in pleasure as I got my bare hole pounded.
