Twunk gay slave gets huge dick his ass at auction

What are the chances? So many things had brought me to this moment to sit in this room, prepared to bid. I’ve always had a bit of dominant streak, but I didn’t like to show it off or boast. I prefer to be patient, bide my time, and get what I want when I know it’s exactly what I want.

Imagine my surprise, as I watched auction after auction, to see the one thing come out that I couldn’t live without: Mark… My nephew!

I had thought about Mark so many times. He had become so handsome and his body had developed beautifully. We even had a good rapport at family gatherings, but I always knew there was never a possibility of anything happening.

Year after year, even as he became more attractive and my desire grew, I knew I had to keep my thoughts and hands to myself. But now, I had an opportunity to seize what I always wanted! And what’s more, I knew no one would appreciate him like me…

Seeing him naked, presented for all to see, he was more perfect that I could have imagined! My hand stayed up high, making sure it was seen and my bid was taken. And when I won, I felt myself become almost dizzy with satisfaction.

As I made my approach, I could hardly take my eyes off of his body. It was so smooth that I was almost afraid to touch him. With a careful caress, my fingers ran over his arm, feeling the warmth of his flesh against mine. It was enough to bring my loins to full erection, yet I still had so much more to explore!

Bending him over and turning him around, I ran my fingers along his hole, feeling it’s opening catch onto my knuckles as they passed over. His hole was hungry. It wanted me! I could only hope as much as I wanted him…

“How does that feel?” I asked, breaking my silence and letting him hear my voice. I was amazed I could get the words out, but my dominant tone didn’t abandon me. As much as he was my nephew, he was now my property. And I couldn’t forget that. “It feels good,” he replied, letting out a breathy response as my fingers played with his sex.

“You address me as Sir,” I replied. I made my tone firm, but I tried not to leave the love I felt for him behind. I wanted to be his master, but I’d always be his uncle. And looking into his eyes, I could see he knew that.

“Yes… Sir.”