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<h1>The Education of Roman's Fresh Meat</h1>
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<div class="author">By <a class="story-page-author" href="https://www.gaydemon.com/stories/authors/maxkv/">BullBreaker</a></div>
<div class="date">13 Dec 2025</div>
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<p class="textify">Virgin ex-soldier Cody and skinny horse-cocked Jax stand naked on the cold auction block. Collars bite, holes drip, cocks betray. Buyers grope, fingers plunge, whips crack. Shame and fear burn hotter than dawn. Their first day as meat begins.</p>

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<h3>Fresh Meat Bled on the Auction Block</h3>
Market barely stirring from sleep. Echoes boomed hollow like in an empty hangar. Air thick with morning damp, sweat, yesterday's blood, scrubbed-out piss. Hit the face hard: sour sweat, old blood soaked into planks, rotten-sweet stink of last night's cum, distant scorch of hot iron from the forge where they burn off hair and hide. Somewhere far, a broken slave lowed soft—half pain, half habit.

Too early. Barely any buyers. A few owners wandered lazy between blocks. Overseers still chill, sleepy, pinching slave nips now and then or slapping balls gentle, testing if fresh meat slacked off.

Cody and Jax shuffled in the chain of dripping slaves. Water streamed down thighs from just-cleaned holes. Wet collars hugged necks heavy. Nips hardened in the cold. Cocks shriveled to pathetic knots. But inside boiled—rage at owners, at the ones who sold them here. Terror of the unknown clenched guts tight.

Overseers prodded scared slaves lazy. Whips silent yet. "Step it up, merchandise! Don't pussy out, freshie!"

Cody caught side-eye: old slave with low-hanging balls led off—another block. <em>Good, not with us,</em> Cody thought. No joy, just hollow relief. No more hearing that mutt's bullshit tales.

Jax ahead. His horse-cock, still half-hard, swung between skinny legs—heavy, veined. Cody caught himself staring at that stranger's dick again. Swallowed hard. Turned away. Shame burned comparing. But something twitched inside.

They stuck close on instinct. Only familiar faces in this hell. Two young bulls, wet and shaking.

Dragged onto rough wooden block. Splinters. Old bloodstains. Other slaves already there—lost young bucks like them. Naked. Pitiful. Matching leather collars. Many bruised ribs, fresh or yellowing. Couple buff guys with whip stripes on backs. All balls red, swollen like yesterday's chew toys.

Overseers shoved Cody and Jax center. "Park it here, trash! Legs wide. Hands behind head. Cocks forward. Back straight. Flex those muscles!"

Slaves around froze. Kept overseers chill. Legs spread. Hands behind head or back. Eyes down. Cocks out.

Arrived wet, raging rebels. Now posed like livestock at market. Hands locked behind. Holes and cocks on full display.

Dawn market dozed. Few buyers. Jax scanned. Far off pulled eyes—adult slave block. Mature bodies stood calm, statue-still. Balls hung low. Cocks half-flaccid. Power there. Confidence young stock lacked. Jax thought: <em>They know service. No fight. Just surrender. Fuck, I want that. Break me fast. No pain.</em>

Next block: girls. Rubbing own tits heavy. Udders swayed. Nips poked out. Overseers tweaked heifers lazy, made them spin. Simple fun for simple stock. Market woke slow. Whips quiet. But humiliation thickened air.

Cody's breath caught. Heart hammered throat like post-march in army. There at least uniforms. Brotherhood. Here? Naked body bared like butcher meat at stockyard.

First time: merchandise. Tight young muscle. Blond hair plastered forehead. Big dick—army locker pride, not horse like Jax's—hung between legs. Uncut. Neat pink head shrunk cold. Broad boy chest. Nips beaded stiff. Firm ass cheeks clenched. Pink virgin hole—tight, puckered from wind and fear. Hoped it looked clean. Tasty for owners. <em>Fuck, what am I thinking?</em>

Scooted instinct-close to Jax. Skinny. Tall. Shaggy. Ribs poked out, showing young fragility. But cock monster—even soft longer than a palm, thick veined shaft. Cody wrong-thought again. Distracted: <em>Hold on,</em> he whispered. Jax nodded. Eyes wild—rage and terror.

Drawn like pups in pack. Overseer spotted. Whip cracked air. Hiss: "No ass-huddling, goats! Spread out. Show goods every angle. Cock forward!"

Cody's cheeks blazed crimson to hair roots. Heat flooded face hot, suffocating. Naked under stray owner stares, slave crowd around. Finally felt it: animal. Human cattle. Meat sack for labor. Collar bit neck: <em>Slave. Low. Bull for sale.</em>

<em>I soldier. Obey orders. Army lined up, took sergeants, did it. Same shit. No stripes. Survive. Find owner protects. But fuck, these honorless scum. Army mutts sold me like junk. Hate them bloody beasts. Hate overseer whores. All eyeing my hole, my cock like stock. Fuck, scream now you bitches. Breathe, Cody. Army taught: stand. Endure. Or fucked. Jax sees me posed like whore. Good he misses blush. Or does he? Gut cramped spasm. Ribs stabbed shame. Before that skinny horse-dick. Both broke slaves now. But I'm stronger. Won't crack first. Or will? No. Hold, boy. Just start. They break us. I live. Give body. Just not before Jax.</em>

Thoughts tangled long chain. Rage boiled gut. Wanted roar. But eyes everywhere. Fear locked legs burning tension. <em>Ease them, bitch.</em> Muscles shook. <em>Ease, fuck.</em> Held pose. Eyes down. Cock out.

Jax shook beside. Lips moved silent: <em>Can't... all see my cock, ass, skinny ribs. Not meat. Fuck, not slave. But break. Give to owner. Want total own. No fight. Body. Soul. Give all. No suffer. Cody stands solid soldier. Sees my scrawny. My tail hangs. Fuck, what he thinks. Starved trash I am. Good misses inner blush. Both virgins posed. But me worse. Pose not perfect. He spots? No. Focus, Jax. Survive. Surrender owner. Good slave.</em>

Fought inside. Cock twitched cold and memories. Overseer barked: "Shut mouths, whore! Slaves don't yap. Stand. Wait!"

Human cattle trade revved slow. Slaves other blocks twisted humble under stray eyes: buff young buck, shiner under eye. Legs wide. Hands head. Muscles strained. Pitched hoarse to lazy buyer: "Owner, buy me—" cheeks flamed, cock jerked up—"good slave—" overseer smacked balls—"tight virgin hole, big cock—" thrust hips forward, chest out more—"strong, haul 170-pound sacks easy..." breath-pause, whisper: "—just don't scrap me... loyal slave, Owner!" Near tears. Self-pity ate inside acid. Knew: week unsold—bullet back head, body organs. Or worse: mines, short life. Stale goods trashed. Young slave whispered on. Humbled. Showed. Merch—half-hard cock, balls tucked cold fear.

Nearby girl about twenty. Doggy at platform water trough. Back straight. Head down. Ass up. Cunt spread pink wet lips. Gulped like bitch. Water streamed chin. Tongue out. Overseer jammed fingers hole sudden: "Good heat bitch. Fertile probably. Udder swollen." Girl whimpered. Shuddered realization. Drank on. Shame scorched soul: <em>Not beast. Not cunt display. Survive. Submit. Or end.</em>

Overseers hosed slaves. Jets lashed sweaty bodies. Washed dust, sweat, blood. Water poured cocks, balls, holes. Slaves lowed cold.

One slave snapped—young rebel, shoulder tat. Kneeling. Then lunged: "Don't touch, freaks! Not yours! Not animal!" Redhead brute overseer in harness shorts. Gut-punched perfect. Rebel gasped air. Whip lashed back. Brute piled on. Spread legs. Whipped balls, cock, hole savage. Cracking methodical, beating discipline into wild boar. Whip popped gunshot. Wet skin slap. Sharp copper fresh blood.

Rebel sobbed: sack flattened pancake, balls squished slurp, cock slapped thigh—stood traitor hard. Blood sprayed crimson. Stripes bloomed fresh. Rebel screamed: "Hate you scum, your owners, your whip!" Buyer crowd drawn noise. Watched lazy disgust. Rebel quieted whimpers. Overseer gagged yapping calf mouth. Froze—buyers neared. Shoulders slumped. Whip dropped. Will fled approach. Rebel from bold boar—gagged silent in blood puddle shame. <em>Fuck hate these mutants, owners, overseers. Why cock hard from whip? Why bitches why! Not your whore!</em>

Cody watched. Heart throat-thud. Blood ran boards. Rebel writhed. Balls red swollen. Cock in own blood puddle. <em>No not me... survive. Submit. Army took drill, sergeants. Hold boy. Don't drop pose. Focus do now here.</em>

Cody stood blood-gaze. Memory slammed: first army wash. Cold barracks shower. Sergeant roared "Dismiss!" Naked guys ice jet. Cocks knotted. But uniforms. Bros. Equal under code. "Hands head stand!" Sergeant growled. All stood. Soldiers shoulder-shoulder. Endured. Obeyed no question. Cody blushed cold then. Proud: tight body. Soldier stance. None looked down. Here—slave. Hole show. Ass-water drips before Jax. Collar cuts neck. Why leak off-code? Why cock stirs stray eyes? Fuck army no prep. There orders duty. Here mud-fall.

Overseer cracked whip air near. Cody snapped back: rebel blood-writhe. Whip whistled again.

Neighbor block: breeding heifers. One stood out. Beauty about twenty-five. Tits huge heavy like ripe melons. Milk-full. Thick brown nips. Veins under thin skin. Udder jiggled breath. Milky tasty.

Fat lord wrinkled suit, fancy wristwatch. Grabbed tits—squeezed near-scream. Yanked down rough. Milk squirted white jets boards. Sharp fresh milk mixed metal fear-sweat tang. Each squeeze wet milk smack wood, her choked humiliated sob. "Good milkers. Calved long?" 28,000 drahm, D-cup udder—mumbled owner, pinching nip. Girl moaned. Mumbled through tears Cody missed. Clit swelled traitor. Arched bow. Cunt drooled thighs. Nips ballooned shame pain. Body shook. Inside same as Cody—hate, self-scorn, fear: <em>Not cow. Not udder grope. Endure bitch. Or worse.</em>

Cody side-eyed scene—cock stirred traitor slow. Big young shaft half-stood. Head flushed. Pink skin taut. Balls tugged low belly. <em>Fuck why cock rises tits? Why her nips like that my shaft steel? Why shake like spent whore? Fuck why Jax sees—thinks not boy?</em>

<em>Don't rise... please don't... not here now all you bitch traitor...</em> Begged own cock silent, watching white jets splat boards. Shaft ignored. Swelled heavier. Foreskin peeled. Head mean pink. Cock bounced one owner under-look. He jabbed finger: "Look bull stands from udder sight! Crave milk sip? Freshie virgin probably cock tomato-red! Ha-ha!"

Cody blushed roots blond hair. Cock shame-jerked harder. No wilt. Stood rigid. Veined neat. Hated self body-betray.

Jax meanwhile suffered real. Scrawny burned inside—ribs jut, legs long skinny. Not like buff slaves near: meatier, thicker, owner-tasty. Balls full. Cocks fat. <em>Fuck why ribs skeleton-like, buffs meat everywhere? Me scrap week bullet. Why my cock only shot, Jax sneaks jack like spent whore? Hate self fuck Jax you lust trash horse-cock shame before him...</em> Thoughts whirlwind. Fear squeezed balls. Snuck hand. Gripped monster—huge veined shaft. Jerked slow stealth. Head bulged foreskin. Lube gleamed sun.

Overseer spotted instant—that red brute whip-belt. "Body not yours dog! Stand still wait buyer command whore!" Whip cracked Jax thigh sharp. Then balls—explosion white fire echoed cock. Overseer froze—buyers neared. Shoulders slumped. Whip dropped. Will fled.

Jax yowled soft. Buckled flash. But inside... hot sweet maso spark subconscious: <em>Fuck pain rises why? Hate whip slave-overseers but why heat throws from lash? Want owner surrender no pain. Perfect hole. Jax sees me leak strikes—thinks maso spent lust pup horse-cock.</em> Pain pulsed heart-beat. Monster lunged up harder previous. Head shone fresh lube. Sack shrunk tight knot. Calves cramped. Thighs bucked forward beg more hated-craved strike.

Jax side-eyed neighbor: slave whipped back. Blood crimson. Hoarse groans—erection locked full. His horse slave-cock rigid drooling. Balls swung heavy low.

Heavy humiliated pride—their win over will—Jax locked hands head. Thrust cock forward. Shoulders back. Scrawny boy-chest out. Ass tensed. Hole clenched. Felt ass looked better so. <em>Their victory me. Hands head hard hold means submitted. Body merch. Survive. Full owner give. Good slave. Just Jax no see me lust-posed rigid cock. He solid I lust hole.</em> Pose strange calm. Muscles burned. Goosebumps raced. Stood stone.

Owners below grinned: "Lust pup! Horse-cock breed stud sperm-dump fill."

Jax thighs quivered fine. Legs buckled spasm—body craved hell soul screamed inside: <em>Not their whore but must...</em>

Buyer woman neared—around forty. Cowboy hat. Pricey boots. "Hey horse here inspect!" Overseer nudged Jax edge. Dropped knees—knees, hands thighs, head bowed, cock swung heavy.

Woman grabbed collar. Yanked: gloved fingers crushed balls. Yanked down sharp—pain lanced. Cock jerked up more. "Big fertile stud make. Show hole boar."

Jax spun. Chest dirty block—all fours. Spread skinny firm cheeks hands. Pink virgin hole clenched.

Woman jammed finger. Rude wet squelch. Stretched tight virgin ring. Inner muscles slurped shift. Musk whacked nose. Jax balls cracked tight. Cock smacked thigh.

"Scrawny mutt! Finger-fuck leak like bull-whore you wilt like virgin-scrap. Low beast fuck-toy got it bull?" Cock-slap.

Jax gasped. Shame tsunami: <em>Merch she roots me dirty hole alien hand inside all see overseer smirks Jax too watches... body not mine not mine Jax sees hole stretched thinks ready whore arrived together I doggy bitch already.</em> Cock wilted instant. Fear shame crushed lust. Shaft sagged.

Woman yanked finger squelch. Wiped thigh casual. Sashayed off hips sway. Jax rose knees under slave stares Cody tears burned eyes: <em>Not ready... can't true slave cock disobeys want owner soul cock total give no hold but cock-fail survive fuck what kid asshole Cody saw all my weak cock wilt simple hole finger...</em> Jax strutted proud hard inspect. Crawled back crushed. Limp cock burning tears.

Cody meantime cornered other buyer—slim brunette cold eyes sweet perfume trail. "This hunk inspect." Overseer herded off block to her. Cody stood exposed open: feet shoulder-wide hands back back straight cock half-hard neighbor tits.

Woman seized cock—big young uncut. Fisted tight. Jerked rough up-down rhythm. Head slurped lube skin taut: "Good bull size virgin? Rises quick clean pink head."

Cody groaned teeth—horn mix rage despair: <em>Bitch jacks me toy alien hand my cock army no grope I soldier not cocksucker hate her owners cock steel any owner poke Jax sees me jacked thinks lust whore before him both virgins me groped public good he turns away or no?</em> Cock full stood. Eight inches hard shaft. Balls tucked tight.

She jammed fingers mouth.

"Teeth solid eat fine."

Pressed tongue.

"Haul loads able."

Crushed nips crunch.

"Sensitive nips milk easy whore." Cheek-pat.

Cody pupils blew chest-heat tears stung eyes gut-muscles cramped—pain fire-burn shame choked: <em>Not cow milkable tough man she twists nips udder all see.</em>

"Doggy bull! Hole show heifer."

Cody turned obedient. All fours. Now he too bared hole public head down spread cheeks shaky hands—pink neat virgin hole puckered fear wind.

Woman rammed two fingers abrupt—no warn no lube. Stretched muscle pain exploded red-hot knife guts. Cody virgin hole cracked stretch. Pain shocked spine. Balls muffled slurp. Body quaked pose. Air thick own virgi17 ass-musk first public-bared mix her glove-leather faint wrist-perfume.

Jax watched—Cody felt gaze stretched hole: <em>You watch me ripped? Why no turn bitch?</em> Cody growled low held scream: <em>Aaa! Fuck hurts bitch! Hate!</em> Fists board-clenched: <em>Army took beatings hazing but ass-probe fuck soul better stretch whore I no hole Jax sees hole finger-stretched thinks I cracked first fuck before him arrived proud boys I doggy already!</em> Near lunged—muscles tensed—but flashed blood-slave fresh scars whip-balls groans held. Shame burned hotter pain.

Woman yanked fingers squelch. Wiped thigh casual: "Too wild fresh break months not me." Left Cody block-tremble quiet hole throbbed fire stretched cock wilted sad worm balls ached.

Jax crept close unseen whispered faint: "Hold brother..."

Owner crowd milled slow. Market hummed louder. Stood on bodies bare sweat-wet water-wait break sale new pain.

Cody shook hole throbbed empty pain cock dangled pitiful worm. Army boy sank: soldier pride shed hole-finger void.

Far flashed man about thirty solid calm—Roman. Gaze skimmed block. Lingered Cody beat. Slave chest stabbed—strength protection first day.

Cody lifted eyes met gray piercing dropped floor instant whole body shivered back arms legs cock leaked lube tears burned eyes. <em>Fuck why gaze leak want belong this... Owner?</em>

<em><strong>To be continued..</strong></em>

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