I (Marcus Rivers) need a new appraisal before I can be sold again. My former Master kept me for two years, which isn’t exceptionally long, but I know he faced increasing pressure from other Masters in the Collective. I’m not sure if I’m one of the best boys, but I suppose I’m desirable.
The Collective isn’t just a market for buying boys; it’s also a sort of club. The bragging, gossiping, buying, selling, and competing to get the most desirable slaves are as much a part of the game as simply purchasing a boy for sex. There were other men who wanted their turn with me, and there was some good-natured resentment at not having that chance.
I’m not too sad about going back on the block. My Master was a good man and treated me well. He wasn’t bad-looking, but not really my type. I wasn’t as attached to him as he was to me, but a slave serves his owner to the best of his ability, regardless of who they are. I can’t help but hope that maybe this time I’ll get luckier. I know there will be a lot of interest in me after being off the market for so long.
My appraisal was much like my last one, except there were three Masters present for my examination. This isn’t exceptional but not really usual either. Maybe it’s another indication that the interest in me is high. It really isn’t for me to say, though. I know that I will be put on the block, and certainly, some man will buy me. I will go home with him and serve him.
My three Appraisers were Master Felix Kamp, Master Adam Snow, and Master Jack Aries. Of course, all the boys meet Master Kamp when they are first recruited to the Collective, and everybody knows Master Snow and his legendary cock. Master Aries was new to me, but he is another very sexy man.
Your first appraisal is intimidating. You are brought into the room in a jockstrap and your bowtie collar, and several more or less strange men examine you from head to foot. Measurements are taken, and every inch of your body is stroked, poked, and prodded. Then you are used sexually to judge your performance. It’s important to perform well as their judgment will determine your starting price.
I knew what was going to happen, and when I was brought in and saw the three handsome men who were going to examine me, my heart leapt, and my prick started to grow hard. That’s not a bad thing. The appraisers want to know how well-endowed a slave is and make sure everything is healthy and working properly. Some Masters are more interested in their boy’s toys than others.
Master Kamp led the appraisal. I think selling boys almost turns him on more than playing with them. When it came to measuring my erection, Master Kamp took my nipples in his fingers and squeezed them hard enough to make me gasp while Master Aries knelt down and jacked me until I was hard.
When he stood up, Master Snow was already groping my ass, and Master Aries wasted no time in getting his pants unzipped and pulling out a very respectable cock. It was obvious that he was intent on establishing his place as first in line. I was placed on the block facing him and took his warm, hard cock into my mouth.
I started sucking him while Master Kamp fucked my hole with his thumb. Master Snow moved in to have a turn playing with my ass. When he bent down to eat my hole, I wondered if I would get to feel the cock that I had heard so much about. My hole was open enough to start enjoying the fingers molesting me, but my attention was mostly focused on Master Aries making me gag on his dick.
I was a little disappointed when they turned me around, but Master Aries’ cock was more than enough to fill up my hole while I could barely get my lips around Master Snow. He seemed to realize that his cock wouldn’t fit down my throat and didn’t try to force it. They took their time, though, using me from both ends. Being used by these two men was more fun than I’ve had in a long time.
I was put on my back, and Master Aries fucked me like a machine with my legs spread as wide as possible so that he could drive his dick into me as deep as it would reach. Meanwhile, Master Snow alternated between fucking my mouth and having me suck his balls. The air was filled with the musky scent of their sweat and deep, manly groans of pleasure.
I was nothing more than an anonymous sex toy to use for their pleasure and take their loads. I was sucking Master Snow’s balls when he said he was going to cum, shoving his cock into my mouth and filling me so full that it was running down the side of my face. Moments later, I felt Master Aries pump his load into my sore hole.
The only bad thing about an Appraisal is that none of the guys who use you then are allowed to bid on you later.
Boy For Sale
THE BOY RIVER Chapter 8 – The Appraisal
I (Marcus Rivers) need a new appraisal before I can be sold again. My former Master kept me for two years, which isn’t exceptionally long, but I know he faced increasing pressure from other Masters in the Collective. I’m not sure if I’m one of the best boys, but I suppose I’m desirable.
The Collective isn’t just a market for buying boys; it’s also a sort of club. The bragging, gossiping, buying, selling, and competing to get the most desirable slaves are as much a part of the game as simply purchasing a boy for sex. There were other men who wanted their turn with me, and there was some good-natured resentment at not having that chance.
I’m not too sad about going back on the block. My Master was a good man and treated me well. He wasn’t bad-looking, but not really my type. I wasn’t as attached to him as he was to me, but a slave serves his owner to the best of his ability, regardless of who they are. I can’t help but hope that maybe this time I’ll get luckier. I know there will be a lot of interest in me after being off the market for so long.
My appraisal was much like my last one, except there were three Masters present for my examination. This isn’t exceptional but not really usual either. Maybe it’s another indication that the interest in me is high. It really isn’t for me to say, though. I know that I will be put on the block, and certainly, some man will buy me. I will go home with him and serve him.
My three Appraisers were Master Felix Kamp, Master Adam Snow, and Master Jack Aries. Of course, all the boys meet Master Kamp when they are first recruited to the Collective, and everybody knows Master Snow and his legendary cock. Master Aries was new to me, but he is another very sexy man.
Your first appraisal is intimidating. You are brought into the room in a jockstrap and your bowtie collar, and several more or less strange men examine you from head to foot. Measurements are taken, and every inch of your body is stroked, poked, and prodded. Then you are used sexually to judge your performance. It’s important to perform well as their judgment will determine your starting price.
I knew what was going to happen, and when I was brought in and saw the three handsome men who were going to examine me, my heart leapt, and my prick started to grow hard. That’s not a bad thing. The appraisers want to know how well-endowed a slave is and make sure everything is healthy and working properly. Some Masters are more interested in their boy’s toys than others.
Master Kamp led the appraisal. I think selling boys almost turns him on more than playing with them. When it came to measuring my erection, Master Kamp took my nipples in his fingers and squeezed them hard enough to make me gasp while Master Aries knelt down and jacked me until I was hard.
When he stood up, Master Snow was already groping my ass, and Master Aries wasted no time in getting his pants unzipped and pulling out a very respectable cock. It was obvious that he was intent on establishing his place as first in line. I was placed on the block facing him and took his warm, hard cock into my mouth.
I started sucking him while Master Kamp fucked my hole with his thumb. Master Snow moved in to have a turn playing with my ass. When he bent down to eat my hole, I wondered if I would get to feel the cock that I had heard so much about. My hole was open enough to start enjoying the fingers molesting me, but my attention was mostly focused on Master Aries making me gag on his dick.
I was a little disappointed when they turned me around, but Master Aries’ cock was more than enough to fill up my hole while I could barely get my lips around Master Snow. He seemed to realize that his cock wouldn’t fit down my throat and didn’t try to force it. They took their time, though, using me from both ends. Being used by these two men was more fun than I’ve had in a long time.
I was put on my back, and Master Aries fucked me like a machine with my legs spread as wide as possible so that he could drive his dick into me as deep as it would reach. Meanwhile, Master Snow alternated between fucking my mouth and having me suck his balls. The air was filled with the musky scent of their sweat and deep, manly groans of pleasure.
I was nothing more than an anonymous sex toy to use for their pleasure and take their loads. I was sucking Master Snow’s balls when he said he was going to cum, shoving his cock into my mouth and filling me so full that it was running down the side of my face. Moments later, I felt Master Aries pump his load into my sore hole.
The only bad thing about an Appraisal is that none of the guys who use you then are allowed to bid on you later.