Ken and Meer

Naked skin. Muscles. Broad shoulders. Abs and thick legs and angled hip bones.

Ken didn’t think he could be any more disgusted.

And then Bosy smiled at him, greasy, lustful, excited.

“Pick one, Ken-ah, or I’ll just buy one for you.”

“Don’t waste your money. I don’t need one.”

Bosy rolled his eyes. “It’s not about needs, man. It’s about flesh and ass and come and—Okay, so it is about needs.”

Ken snorted. “Just hurry up and let’s get out of here.”

“Don’t rush me. Choosing a new slave is a delicate operation.”

Ken shoved hands into the pockets of his hoody. He followed quietly after Bosy. Most of the men, Bosy passed by, but there were a couple where he’d stop and lift their chins, or run fingers over their exposed skin. He always laughed when they would shiver.

“Ooh, this one is pretty,” Bosy crooned.

Ken looked up and right into deep brown eyes. Angled cheek bones. Delicate lips. Ice blond hair. Piercing eyes. He was shorter than Ken, but with broad, muscled shoulders and arms. His bod
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