When I bought Boy Noah, I followed protocol and fucked him on the auction block
in front of the other Buyers. The truth is I would have fucked him on the
auction block, protocol be damned, or in the first bathroom stall I could find.
I couldn't get my dick in that Boy's hole fast enough. I want a Boy eager and
well-trained enough to learn to know what I want before I do to service me with
smooth, impeccable efficiency. I don't need a Boy to fear me, but I do need him
to worship me. I'm a handsome man. Let's be honest, I'm a hunk. I always was,
but as I've gotten older, I've worked hard to stay that way. I told him to go
shower and meet me in my bedroom. He got ready in record time and came meekly
crawling in the door. When he knelt up between my legs and I said, “Undress me,”
he turned into a sex-crazed little beast. He could barely hold himself back from
ripping the buttons off of the front of my shirt. I told him to unbuckle my belt
and he slipped it out of my pants and practically threw it across the room. As
soon as I let him, he pounced on me like a dog with his favorite bone. He
swallowed my eight inches like it was nothing. I almost wished he had choked on
it just a little bit...
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