Master Aries' Prize The Boy Bunker Vol. 1

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I wrap my hand in the waist of his jock and start the hole training. Slow. Shallow. Fast. Long-dick. Deep. Steady. Just the head. Holding still. Repeat. I push him fully onto the bed and slam my cock in and out, using my full weight to make him feel the power of his master’s cock. He bites his hand to muffle his excitement. I roll him onto his back, “Get those legs into the air for me!” and lower myself back into his fuck-tunnel. I take hold of his hairy ankles and watch my manhood controlling his boy-twat. As I get closer to planting another load inside of him, I look down at him. He has his arms behind his head. The thick bushes in his armpits are dampened with sweat. I put my hand on his chest and ran my fingers through the hair covering his hard nipples. My cock is sawing in and out of his hole, but for a brief moment I see myself on my back, being dicked by a furry top master. Our bodies are almost identical, and I can’t decide if I like it or not. There is something sinister about shaving a hairy boy completely smooth, locking his cock away in chastity, and making him a walking billboard of servitude. The tingling in my balls interrupts my planning, and before I can stop myself, I pull out of his hole and jerk my cock as it erupts thick master cream all over and into his gaped boyhole.

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