Growing up, Boy Colton wasn’t spoiled, or abused, he was mostly ignored. As he got older, he got okay grades in school, he had friends. He could pretty much do what he wanted. One night his friends dropped him off and he just couldn’t go back in the house. He went for a long walk, and ended up in a bad neighborhood. It didn’t feel dangerous. He was ignored like usual, but it felt seedy and exciting. Then the black car pulled up. Boy Colton never thought about being a sex slave. It wasn’t exactly one of the options in Career Development Class. Time has gone by fast. He’s had four masters and has lost count of how many men have fucked him. Now, it is time for his appraisal. The slaves get examined periodically to make sure that they are healthy, and well-adjusted. Master Kamp, Master Aries and his current master, Master Scott, are there. It’s crazy and bizarre, laying naked on a platform, under a spotlight, being groped and prodded by three older men in suits, talking to each other like he is a dog, or a horse, that can’t even understand them. In a way, he is less than a dog. He’s just a fuckboy to be bought, sold, and used, but when he feels a dick shoved into his hole, he goes into a hypersexual state of mind. When they sink their dick into his ass, He’s desirable. Visible. So he just lays there, letting them use him and breed him.