Boy Zac has been auctioned off for the first time. Master Scott stepped into the spotlight. He accepted the ring, with Zac’s name etched into the inside of the band, that symbolically represented his ownership of his new slave. Now they are alone together. Kneeling in front of him, boy Zac is told to take Master Scott’s underwear down. His cock springs out. It isn’t even fully hard and it’s already huge. Boy Zac’s ass twitches at the memory of him thrusting that pole up into his guts on the block. Master Scott uses him like a sex toy. He never even takes his slave’s jock off. Boy Zac’s ass was all he cared about. He eats it like a sirloin steak and then fucked him like a fleshlight. Boy Zac thought he could fake being his new master’s submissive, but he wants it! He wants the man to spread his legs and use his hole. Every gasp and groan coming from his master makes him tingle. When the man comes, Zac wills his ass to suck every drop deep into his guts. When Master Scott is done with him, he kisses him tenderly, like he’s grateful, or really cares about him, but then he stands up, tosses a towel on his chest, tells me to clean himself up, and walks away without a thought. Boy Zac was left kneeling on the bed wiping up and wondering how soon he would do it again.