Jay came to Master Ballard with a look in his eyes that the older man had seen many times before. Boys of his upbringing and experience are raised to follow a leader; a coach, a teacher, a mentor, an instructor.
Sports, lessons, education… All of it training them to listen and obey. As they mature and head into the world, they lack that firm, guiding hand to show them what to do. He was hungry for it! And in that hunger, they can be molded.
Master Ballard’s first step requires stripping them down. And in doing so, he was delighted to see just what a specimen he was. A firm, muscular, torso, well defined and worked out. He was not big like the boys who spend their days and nights in the gym, but rather lean and toned like a swimmer.
Once he took off his jeans, Ballard was able to inspect his hole. The lean twink had a beautiful pucker that was nested between his two tiny cheeks. His hips were no wider than Master Ballard’s waist, practically a twig compared to my size and power!
He knew many would love him just for that — knowing that they could physically overpower him as well as mentally dominate him. He was sure to fetch a good price, but only after Master Ballard thoroughly groomed him in preparation for what was to come…