Much to my delight, I happened to be in a position to jump on this rare opportunity. The bids went higher and higher but I held on, determined to have my prize. After what seemed like an eternity the auction closed, Boy Serge was mine. I stepped onto the stage with dignity and power.

This time, Master Snow asked his best friend, Legrand, to act as handler; Master Legrand fucked Serge, as I had last time. I was ok with that. I knew that Boy Serge was experienced. Of course, Master Legrand had owned the boy himself. Seeing him plunder the boy’s hole with his massive cock was thrilling to watch.

The fact that the boy had already been opened up saved me the trouble of getting him ready for my own cock. To my surprise, his hole was still a tight sheath around my sword. He moaned softly, growing used to the long dick, driving deep into his guts. I own his hole now. This time I don’t have to hold back.