Basil and the servants arrived at the docks just as the last captured men were being led from the ships to the slave auction site. It was an interesting group of captive men that included prisoners taken during pirate raids all of whom had been kidnapped and forced onto ships to be sold as slaves along with captured cargos of African slaves and crews from the captured ships.
The rivalry between Randy and Mark is legendary, fueled by their mutual lust for Bob. After Mark gets beaten in a savage fight, he takes brutal revenge on Randy. "The gypsy's rugged, tortured face stared up at the cop - wild-eyed, running with sweat, tears and semen, his jaw sagging open." But Dr. Steve hits on a remarkable truth about Randy that could end what he calls "this toxic triangle".
Mark and Pete - the cop and the Ranger - have great sex and ignite the rage of Randy who forces the Ranger to watch as he thrashes the cop. "The beautiful, macho young cop, shirtless in uniform pants and boots, slumped in humiliating defeat against the wild-eyed gypsy." Bob and Steve rage at Randy, but young Brandon springs to his defense. "You're wrong! Randy's a great guy - he's my hero!"
The ugly guy looked like he'd won Hell's Lottery or something, but from what I've learned about him since, I know he's done worse to other guys. He gets off on it, pure and simple. Finally, he started getting close -- he was leaning over me and his face changed.
I was invited by my Master to replace the blindfold on Dave. When he could no longer see, I took off the hood, and Martin took Dave down. He had no resistance left in him. He was led back to Martin's car, and we were off to take him back to the city. Who knows what would become of him. All I was certain about was that this had to be one of the best birthday presents any slave had ever been given by his Master.
He next checked out my navel and abdomen and eventually moved towards my chest. I dreaded what might happen next. "Please sir, no more weights sir. They hurt so much."
He knew my answer before I gave it to him. He had spotted me in the office and known what I needed. He had worked his charm and drawn me to himself. And now I was his.
He certainly loves cock, he's just a little cock slave, more the merrier. Why don't you give him a try?" He never lost pace or power on his thrust as he spoke, in fact if anything he fucked harder.
Caleb appeared to be the perfect young man, always dressed neatly, his hair cut conservatively and always perfectly combed and he attended church with his parents, even singing in the choir. And it was all a mask.
Brandon watches Mark and Jamie make love. "It beat any porn video - the muscle-god cop, stripped to the waist, paced round the athletic young surfer naked on hands and knees offering his ass to his master." Afraid he is addicted to sex, Brandon consults Dr. Steve and his lover, Lloyd. "The doctor and the architect, elegant, handsome with gym-honed bodies, faced each other shirtless, ready for action."
A bragging, drunken Randy points at Bob's ass and slurs, "You see that ass, Pete? Belongs to me ... and I can loan it out if I want." Pete says, "I've never fucked a guy before, but I'd make an exception for that ass, it's so damn perfect." Bob erupts. "Randy, I thought that caveman crap was over, but you're still the same crude, arrogant, shit-for-brains motherfucker who first crawled out from under a rock."
At last Brandon meets the whole tribe. First he watches Eddie get “punished” by the muscle-god soldier Hassan, followed by a wild master-on-boy orgy. Then Brandon has to choose which of them will take his virgin ass - the gypsy boss, the Superman, the cop, the leather-master, the fireman – or one of the boys. He makes his choice. “Sir, I would be honored for you to be the first man ever to fuck me.”
He wanted to find that special scene, one he had experienced in the past, one that stroked his darkest desires, his fetishes, and he went in search for it.
The fireman in Brandon's calendar was, unbelievably, kneeling over him, shirtless, in the flesh. "How often he had jerked off over the muscle-god's picture, imagining what his cock looked like. And now here it was ... in his mouth! The fireman was fucking his face!" Bob visits. "When he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off the boy gasped. Clark Kent had just ripped open his shirt and become Superman."
It's soldier versus firefighter. First Eddie and Ben defend their masters' honor - kind of - until they get sidetracked by wild 69 sex. Then the blond fireman, Jason, stares down the Marine, the homoerotic Arab/Asian with the square-jaw, slanted dark eyes and jet black hair. Hassan snarls, "No you don't, sergeant. No Marine gets butt-fucked by a mere fireman, even a damn hot-looking stud like you."
Topped by Zack and then by Bob, Randy reasserts his sexual authority over Bob in a marathon fuck-fest. The fiery gypsy flexes his muscles and yells, "Look at me .... does this look like a man who takes it up the ass? When I'm stoked after a fight I don't wanna jack off in front of a mirror." He pumped both fists in the air and roared, "I'm the King of the fucking Gypsies and I ... need ... to ... fuuuck!!"
Randy and Zack race to the twins' rescue, but it's Bob who rules. "The mild-mannered Clark Kent had morphed into a real Superman as he snarled at the beaten bikers, 'You shit-for-brains motherfuckers sure tangled with the wrong guys when you dared to touch my boys'." Later Bob rules Randy in the bedroom. "It was as if the naked gypsy was stretched on a sacrificial slab offering his body to a god."
Still quaking with lust, Coach eased his dick out of my well fucked hole. Wrapping his lips around my rosebud, he sucked his spunk and my anal juices into his mouth.
At the same time a loud banging sound echoed in the room as Coach drew up his legs and slammed his feet against either wall of the stall. The full mounds of his ass parted and Coach let rip a loud, wet fart.
Randy and Zack - the construction boss and the leather-master - re-establish their supremacy. Mark, the cop, takes steps to make Jamie more assertive. "Do it, boy - it feels so fucking hot." Pablo and Ben are rebellious and are sent to Doctor Steve for therapy. His methods are unorthodox - and rough. "The boys gasped in awe and fear at the sight of the muscular doctor stripped down to his jeans."
Peace is restored. Randy to Bob: "Fuck you for being so goddam gorgeous, man. You drive me crazy." Ben & Jason: "The fireman wore only his blue ribbed tank top stretched over his rounded pecs and washboard abs." Zack & Darius: The young leather-boy subdues his muscle-stud master. Hassan & Eddie: "The Marine said, 'Here it comes, boy.' It was like a hose turned on full." Bob meets Zack in the dunes.
Avenging their master Randy, Pablo and Ben attack the boys. Fists raised, they yell, "Let's see what you got, assholes - bring it on." But they suffer for it. As they bend naked over the table side by side Darius mocks them. "I think these pussy boys need a little ass-play here." Their masters suffer too. "The construction boss and blond fireman were stretched half-naked in bondage awaiting their punishment."