Release Year: 2025
Studio: Boy For Sale
Cast: Ace Banner, Dillon Stone, Dylan Tides, Tyler Saint
Genres: anal, bareback, foursome, gay, company, kissing, blowjob, rimming, smooth

I’m not a virgin by every means, but I’m not a slag, either. When I learned about The Collective and the opportunity to be auctioned off, I was intrigued, but I had never done anything like this formerly. I went on the apps, found a leather master, and set up a date just to see what it was all about. Lad knew I was inexperienced and acquiesced to take it easy on me. Playing with him was definitely not wretched. Kind of joy, indeed. When I got to my first session with The Collective, Master Saint was certainly easier on me than the Master I met online, though man told me that my life in The Collective would be much a number of than this. Boy explained, since I had family, I would need to basically dissolve, but this they had ways to assist make this possible without raising too much suspicion. They can’t have kidnapping investigations after all, although, I had the impression even that could be dealt with. I told Master Saint this it probably wouldn’t be a problem. I gave myself a day to think about it. I knew my parents were in readiness to receive rid of me. The next evening, I went into the living room, where they were both already half , and told em that a comrade had offered me a job luck in a township in the next state. My , well into her third glass of gin, sat up, endeavoured to clear her head, mumbled something, and slumped back on the sofa. My , without looking away from the TV, took a swig of and said, “Sounds awesome. When are you leaving?” I said in a scarcely any days and went back upstairs to text Master Saint. A small in number days later, I was waiting on a street corner a scarcely any blocks from my house with a duffle bag. A black town car pulled up and I climbed in the back seat. We drove across township to the same anonymous warehouse building I had been to before. The driver pulled up in front of a door and said, “Ring the bell and do what u are told.” I got out of the car and man drove away. When I pressed the button I heard a buzzing audio and the click of the door unlocking. Stepping inside, I was in a dark hallway. As the door closed behind me, a red light came on above a door about halfway down the hall. I walked down, opened the door, and stepped into an expensive looking room that was an nearly surreal contrast to the coarse hallway. The walls and carpet were a dark flannel gray. There was a sort of modern sofa and armchair in black leather, and a chrome and glass cocktail table, but nothing else. The soft light came from small bulbs recessed in the ceiling. On the table there was a very small pile of what I assumed was something for me to wear, along with a piece of paper. The paper was a note instructing me to strip down, fold my suit neatly, and put them on the armchair. Then I was to put on the jockstrap, bow tie, and black socks provided, and use the strip of red fabric to blindfold myself. After I was ready, I was to kneel on the floor in the middle of the room and wait. The clothes didn’t surprise me. The blindfold did. This was intimidating to say the least, but I assumed it was some kind of exam of trust. Unquestionably, at that point, they could beautiful much do what they desired to me. They said that was voluntary, but I wasn’t sure how much that actually meant. I ready myself, knelt down as instructed, and bound the scarf over my eyes. It seemed like forever formerly I heard the door open and someone walk in. When lad bent down to check that my eyes were covered, I realized that it was Master Saint. I could smell the faint scent of the expensive cologne chap was wearing when I met him. That was something of a relief. I still had no idea what was happening and I honestly had no motive to trust Master Saint, but this small bit of familiarity was something to cling to. Master Saint helped me stand and took me down several halls and eventually throughout that a door into a room that was comfortably warm. I was guided to step up onto some kind of box, or platform. The chill bumps on my flesh had begun to fade, and I was almost beginning to relax. Master Saint said, “Why are you here?” I wasn’t sure what to say, but I answered, “To obey, Sir.” That guy was pleased with this and said, “Let’s begin.” The chill bumps cunt back up as I felt at least 2 pairs of hands touching my body. For what seemed like forever, but might have only been ten min or so, I was poked and prodded. Every part of my skin was inspected and measured. I could hear what sounded like the soft click of a movie cam, also. It was a strange practice but, as I became comfortable with it, I started to have fun the men’s hands stroking me and their soft grunts of approval. I didn’t even realize this I was extreme till 1 of em reached out, grabbed my cock, and said, "I think fellow loves that!” They took turns groping me ’till I was fully uttermost and dripping, then they took bignesses of my cock like they had the rest of my skin. At the last moment, the blind fold was removed so that they could watch my face and take pictures. I looked around, trying to focus my eyes in the unpredictedly bright light. There were 2 another men in addition to Master Saint. Both of them, like Master Saint, were constricting, but very comely, older men in expensive suits. I was ordered onto my knees. Master Saint unzipped his fly and presented me with his cock to suck. All of em seemed pleased with my activity and the other 2 took turns using my oral cavity, also. Then I was placed on my knees back on the box this I had been standing on. 1 of the men began teasing my cavity with his fingers, and in a short time man was probing them unfathomable into my ass. Dude got down on his knees to eat me out. Apparently, man was pleased with what I had to offer because bloke stood up and thrust his cock into my guts. Master Saint and the other man kept my oral cavity with gag in mouth with their cocks while I was roughly banged. The men talked to each another, egging every one more on to fucking me stronger, like I wasn’t even there. I was nothing to em, except a warm hollow to service their cocks and dump their cum into. After the first man filled my ass, they all took a moment to have joy the sight of his cum dripping out of my humiliated apperture, and other 1 stepped up to take his turn. They neither knew, nor cared, how close I came to soiling the black satin jockstrap that I wore with my own burden. If I had, though, they would have probably just laughed and congratulated every another for bang the cum out of their fucktoy’s balls.

Format: mp4
Duration: 32:16
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 8745kbps
Audio: 112kbps

Video clip size: 2.0 GB