Masonic Men - The Covenant Part 5 - Apprentice Ryan
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Apprentice Ryan’s fidelity to the order was profound. After a lifetime of lessons on obedience and unsighted loyalty, the Masons were able to help him go even further in his submission. The youthful fellow left his atonement with a renewed feel of purpose. Not only was he antsy to do whatever the intense men of the secret society asked of him, but he no longer felt the doubt and dreads that had become so burdensome on his path to true service. The teachers liquidated his clothes, positioned him in a ceremonial robe, and introduced him before a ritualized, white, draping sheet, telling him to do as he was told no questions asked. Even when a massive, hard, swell spear glided thru a fuckhole in the sheet, Ryan did not react. He accepted it without reservation. And when Grandmaster Felix shoved his mouth down upon it, he graciously parted his lips and took it down. Apprentice Ryan gagged and struggled, but not because of an to sacrifice his throat for the ceremony. Felix was struck by how much the youthful fellow could take, indulging in the sounds of his choking. Apprentice Ryan felt his eyes start to water, but he did not back away. His trust in the Masons was so finish that he would do whatever was required. Showcasing his unwavering commitment to their cause, the aged men raised Apprentice Ryan back to his soles and guided him thru the veil. Apprentice Ryan felt weightless as he moved into the next room, a tingling sheer sensation running up his spine and over his head as he witnessed Grandmaster Angus sitting on the end of a large, milky bed. He welcomed the look of the killer man, but was so resigned to his subjugation that he scarcely registered more than a pleasant, respectful smile on his face. Grandmaster Angus taught him to wash him, pointing to a cup of glad water and a ceremonial cloth beside it on the floor. Apprentice Ryan liquidated the aged man’s socks and shoes, washing his soles down on the ground, deferential towards his master. The weightlessness persisted in his body as his gestures felt unusually easy and smooth. Grandmaster Angus could watch the boy’s fluidity, smirking as he realized the completion of the youthful man’s transformation. He was free. free-for-all of doubt. free-for-all of worry. free-for-all of fear. free-for-all of all the complications of life that lead a youthful fellow to consider his own self-interest and pursuits. Apprentice Ryan was his now. He was a spirit and mind of the Masons, possessed to be subjugated and subservient. And he had no fight whatsoever. Grandmaster Angus stood to eliminate his clothing, providing Ryan more of his intense body to wash. The cool, moist cloth moved over Angus’ broad, fur covered chest, mildly catching his dark, salt and pepper pecs hair, around his prominent, male nipples, and down to his stomach. Apprentice Ryan paused scarcely when his washcloth approached the man’s genitals, now swollen from excitement. Grandmaster Angus was nosey to watch what Ryan would do. The youthful apprentice looked at his master, as if seeking permission to continue. Angus smirked and nodded. It was clear that the youthful fellow sensed the handling of the aged man’s loins as a privilege, even when tasked with washing it. Satisfaction from service... the sign of true submission. As Ryan finished his work, Grandmaster Angus started his. Eliminating Ryan’s clothes and positioning him on the bed, Grandmaster Angus knew that the prize for such subjugation and obedience was a deep, powerful, individual breeding. Grandmaster Angus spread Ryan’s legs apart, providing him a glance of his perfect, peachy ass. The youthful man’s fuckhole was on display, cock-squeezing and slick despite the stamina it had to demonstrate during their former encounter. Angus pumped out some ceremonial grease from a nearby container and leisurely and mildly spread it over the youthful man’s hole. Apprentice Ryan’s asshole clenched as the cool liquid encountered his hole, perceiving it warm as Angus’ beefy, studly fingers spread it over him. Apprentice Ryan felt a stirring within himself. His body started to take weight and feel more occupied by his mind. His spear stiffened and he permitted himself to love the sensation that he received. Grandmaster Angus could watch Apprentice Ryan commencing to open up, not just externally but mentally and emotionally as well. That made Angus’s manmeat leak, thinking about how much this meant to the youthful man. Before Angus slid his nude manmeat inwards Ryan’s hole, he bent in and gave his fuckhole a kiss. The covenant he was about to make was important, and it was superb that he was fully introduce and antsy for it...
Apprentice Ryan’s fidelity to the order was profound. After a lifetime of lessons on obedience and unsighted loyalty, the Masons were able to help him go even further in his submission. The youthful fellow left his atonement with a renewed feel of purpose. Not only was he antsy to do whatever the intense men of the secret society asked of him, but he no longer felt the doubt and dreads that had become so burdensome on his path to true service. The teachers liquidated his clothes, positioned him in a ceremonial robe, and introduced him before a ritualized, white, draping sheet, telling him to do as he was told no questions asked. Even when a massive, hard, swell spear glided thru a fuckhole in the sheet, Ryan did not react. He accepted it without reservation. And when Grandmaster Felix shoved his mouth down upon it, he graciously parted his lips and took it down. Apprentice Ryan gagged and struggled, but not because of an to sacrifice his throat for the ceremony. Felix was struck by how much the youthful fellow could take, indulging in the sounds of his choking. Apprentice Ryan felt his eyes start to water, but he did not back away. His trust in the Masons was so finish that he would do whatever was required. Showcasing his unwavering commitment to their cause, the aged men raised Apprentice Ryan back to his soles and guided him thru the veil. Apprentice Ryan felt weightless as he moved into the next room, a tingling sheer sensation running up his spine and over his head as he witnessed Grandmaster Angus sitting on the end of a large, milky bed. He welcomed the look of the killer man, but was so resigned to his subjugation that he scarcely registered more than a pleasant, respectful smile on his face. Grandmaster Angus taught him to wash him, pointing to a cup of glad water and a ceremonial cloth beside it on the floor. Apprentice Ryan liquidated the aged man’s socks and shoes, washing his soles down on the ground, deferential towards his master. The weightlessness persisted in his body as his gestures felt unusually easy and smooth. Grandmaster Angus could watch the boy’s fluidity, smirking as he realized the completion of the youthful man’s transformation. He was free. free-for-all of doubt. free-for-all of worry. free-for-all of fear. free-for-all of all the complications of life that lead a youthful fellow to consider his own self-interest and pursuits. Apprentice Ryan was his now. He was a spirit and mind of the Masons, possessed to be subjugated and subservient. And he had no fight whatsoever. Grandmaster Angus stood to eliminate his clothing, providing Ryan more of his intense body to wash. The cool, moist cloth moved over Angus’ broad, fur covered chest, mildly catching his dark, salt and pepper pecs hair, around his prominent, male nipples, and down to his stomach. Apprentice Ryan paused scarcely when his washcloth approached the man’s genitals, now swollen from excitement. Grandmaster Angus was nosey to watch what Ryan would do. The youthful apprentice looked at his master, as if seeking permission to continue. Angus smirked and nodded. It was clear that the youthful fellow sensed the handling of the aged man’s loins as a privilege, even when tasked with washing it. Satisfaction from service... the sign of true submission. As Ryan finished his work, Grandmaster Angus started his. Eliminating Ryan’s clothes and positioning him on the bed, Grandmaster Angus knew that the prize for such subjugation and obedience was a deep, powerful, individual breeding. Grandmaster Angus spread Ryan’s legs apart, providing him a glance of his perfect, peachy ass. The youthful man’s fuckhole was on display, cock-squeezing and slick despite the stamina it had to demonstrate during their former encounter. Angus pumped out some ceremonial grease from a nearby container and leisurely and mildly spread it over the youthful man’s hole. Apprentice Ryan’s asshole clenched as the cool liquid encountered his hole, perceiving it warm as Angus’ beefy, studly fingers spread it over him. Apprentice Ryan felt a stirring within himself. His body started to take weight and feel more occupied by his mind. His spear stiffened and he permitted himself to love the sensation that he received. Grandmaster Angus could watch Apprentice Ryan commencing to open up, not just externally but mentally and emotionally as well. That made Angus’s manmeat leak, thinking about how much this meant to the youthful man. Before Angus slid his nude manmeat inwards Ryan’s hole, he bent in and gave his fuckhole a kiss. The covenant he was about to make was important, and it was superb that he was fully introduce and antsy for it...
Added: 2021-12-14 • Views: 21 • Duration: 18:29
Categories: Anal, Bareback, Blowjob, Hairy, Hardcore, Kissing, Old and Young, Old Man, Rough, Twinks • Studio: Masonic Boys • Models: Apprentice Ryan, Grandmaster Bishop Angus