As Master Reese brings the boy Milo in for his grooming, it’s clear to him that the boy is meek, yet obedient. Dressed in a black suit of masculine proportion, Master Reese looks like his world and the world of Milo would never cross. Reese is tall, well built, and prepared for professionalism. Milo, quivering under Reese’s gaze, seems aware of this too—in his tight t-shirt and jeans, he feels, comparatively, naked.

But of course, he could lose those clothes, too. Master Reese give’s Milo’s left nipple a light pinch, which elicits a moan from the latino twink. The crisp-suited man runs his hands all over the boy’s body as young Milo trembles under the kneading grip. The Master’s hands stop at Milo’s crotch, where the boy’s excitement is very obvious.

The older man begins to undress the boy. He makes him remove his jean jacket and tight shirt, then lets his hands roam all over the young body. He sniffs the boy’s scent; he’s clean, a hint of spicy after-shave and nervousness. Master Reese unbuttons the top of Milo’s jeans and instructs him to sit on his knees. He walks Milo through a series of instructions, which the boy is more than ready to obey: Milo removes his jeans, and then his socks. Master Reese pulls the boy’s briefs down partially, revealing the boy’s taut ass.

Master Reese rubs the boy’s tight hole with his thumb. Milo whimpers as his Master circles the entrance with one hand and using the other to fish out Milo’s cock. Master softly smacks the youngster’s ball sac a few times, just enough of a shock to let him know where he is, and what his position will be in the Buyer’s lounge. The man then rolls up his sleeves and instructs Milo to get back to his knees.

Master Reese drizzles oil on Milo’s lithe body. He rubs the slickness into the young man’s torso, and the slow knead makes Milo’s big young cock bounce up and down. Reese notices this, and rewards the randy reaction with attention.

Reese’s oil-slicked hands play with the boy’s meat, which continues to pulse and jump at his touch. He strokes the boy’s cock vigorously in his grip, his other hand tweaking the boy’s nipple. After some time, he orders Milo to lay face down, ass up. It’s a position he’d need to learn properly anyways, but Milo appears to naturally find it without much guidance.

Reese oils up Milo’s tight hole and brings a glass toy up to the chute. At first, he teases the twink with it, rolling it around the ring, before letting the tip slowly slide inside. Milo’s moans go up in volume in conjunction with the depths that Reese plunges the oil slicked toy into.

Master Reese flips the young man to his back. He undresses, dropping his expensive pants and his own briefs. He pulls out his own cock, unsurprisingly hard from enjoyment with what he’s done to the boy that far. He pulls the glass toy out from the boy’s hole and replaces it with his aching member.

Milo’s moans reach a fever pitch. He strokes himself as Master Reese slides his in-and-out. But the hardon’s not his to tend to—Reese grabs Milo’s member from him, and strokes the boy’s cock while he fucks the twink. The pleasure, the loss of control: it’s all too much for Milo as he shoots his load all over his own belly. Master Reese admonishes him for not being able to restrain himself. But, nonetheless, he’s impressed with Milo. He’s beautiful and eager, and now, thanks to Master Reese’s expertise, he’s well-groomed for sale.