This was Master Dawson’s first assignment as a trainer. The new boy’s name was Jace. He comes with a very solid recommendation from a member who met him online, and they spent a good bit of time exchanging emails. Unlike many of the boys, Jace had a roof over his head, but it was just barely a home; almost anything off the streets would be an improvement. At the auction house, they go through the procedures, and Jace performs admirably. Finally, it is time for the part that Master Dixon has been looking forward to for days and with almost breathless anticipation since he got into the car. The man played with the boy’s hole for a long time. His face inches away, watching the plug thrust in and out. Seeing up inside his hole stretched around the clear glass bulb. The master’s shorts are wet and sticky with pre-cum. He had been instructed not to fuck the boy, but he can’t help himself. The temptation is too much. Anyway, who would know? Just a little bit, to see how he would feel. Master Dixon drops his pants and thrusts into the boy, telling him not to tell anybody and trusting him to follow his orders. He just lays there looking up at the man as his balls rest against his velvety cheeks. God! He is just too perfect. He begins to fuck him. He tells himself, just a moment. Just a few strokes. Maybe a few more. After he starts, he can’t stop. Before he knows it, he is breeding him. Full balls pumping his seed into the boy’s guts.
