Masonic Boys - Apprentice Ethan Tate - Chapter 4 - Anointing
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Apprentice Tate’s reputation precedes him. He’s a super-naughty child who requires highly careful handling, but if one is patient and firm, the results can be spectacular. When the creases of his arrogant youthfulness are ultimately ironed out, it’s thought among the masters, this Apprentice is destined for great things. Over the past few months, the general consensus is that he’s revved a corner and has started to take his Apprentice role seriously. He’s undoubtedly one of the most glorious fellows that has passed thru The Order, so when I was called to oversee his anointing, I felt a genuine rush of excitement. Anointing a youthfull man is a most profoundly sensual experience. I enjoy the gusto of scorching lube cascading from my fingertips, and the deep eroticism associated with running it enticingly via a boy’s forehead and over his lips. I’m always sexually aroused btw that an Apprentice shudders as I work my slimy forearms down his gentle body, murmuring delicately in his ear until he’s rock-hard and pulsating with nervous, lust-fuelled desire. What made the allurement of Apprentice Tate even more rewarding, however, was the looks of unspoiled dream he was tossing me via the ritual. Those part-innocent, part-all-knowing rich, blue eyes were making it absolutely clear that he intended to yield to me in a sumptuous manner. I found myself falling to my knees and tenderly smooching the apex of his engorged penis. It fastly made its way into my facehole and my lips were shortly slipping up and down its shaft. I flung my suit jacket off and undid my bind and shirt, never taking my eyes off the boy, whose face blushed furiously as beads of sweat started to prickle on his forehead. I pulled him into me and taunted him with my lips for some time. He limited his breath in anticipation, knowing that the smooch he wanted so painfully could only be initiated by his Master. They say the best things come to those who wait, and by God were his lips worth waiting for: cool, soft, puckered. We kissed with passion precedingly unknown to us both. At that moment I doubt either of us could have imagined wanting anything more. I ordered him to get down onto all 4s as I leisurely undid my belt and lowered my pants. I gave him a stern view which reminded him I was in manage and that he’d be required to submit downright to me. I squatted behind him and languidly ran my hand up and down his back before turning my attention to his peachy lil ass. My tongue felt so superb gliding over his tight butt. The stud has one of the loveliest fuckholes I’ve ever encountered. I couldn’t wait to get inwards it. I asked if he was well-prepped for me to press forth and received an affirmative so instantaneously that it felt like it was reflexive. I lined myself up against him and shoved my nude man sausage deep into his shivering body. His bootie convulsed repeatedly as I nailed it. He took hold of my man sausage with his inner muscles, sending flexes of unspoiled sheer pleasure up and down the shaft. I got truly deep and started to bang him with considerable energy before relieving things down to keep him highly rigidly on his toes. I ordered him onto his back so that I could gaze into his splendid face as I rutted the plumb out of him. I packaged my hand around his throat and ravaged him with force, frequently wondering how lengthy I was gonna be able to last, sensing the guy goo rising steadily in my balls. I needed to jism inwards him. Eventually, I gushed with the energy of an atom bomb. I felt my stream exploding into him, packing every last crevice. It’s difficult to imagine how an encounter could have been any more thrilling and I view forth with great excitement to taking him even further...
Apprentice Tate’s reputation precedes him. He’s a super-naughty child who requires highly careful handling, but if one is patient and firm, the results can be spectacular. When the creases of his arrogant youthfulness are ultimately ironed out, it’s thought among the masters, this Apprentice is destined for great things. Over the past few months, the general consensus is that he’s revved a corner and has started to take his Apprentice role seriously. He’s undoubtedly one of the most glorious fellows that has passed thru The Order, so when I was called to oversee his anointing, I felt a genuine rush of excitement. Anointing a youthfull man is a most profoundly sensual experience. I enjoy the gusto of scorching lube cascading from my fingertips, and the deep eroticism associated with running it enticingly via a boy’s forehead and over his lips. I’m always sexually aroused btw that an Apprentice shudders as I work my slimy forearms down his gentle body, murmuring delicately in his ear until he’s rock-hard and pulsating with nervous, lust-fuelled desire. What made the allurement of Apprentice Tate even more rewarding, however, was the looks of unspoiled dream he was tossing me via the ritual. Those part-innocent, part-all-knowing rich, blue eyes were making it absolutely clear that he intended to yield to me in a sumptuous manner. I found myself falling to my knees and tenderly smooching the apex of his engorged penis. It fastly made its way into my facehole and my lips were shortly slipping up and down its shaft. I flung my suit jacket off and undid my bind and shirt, never taking my eyes off the boy, whose face blushed furiously as beads of sweat started to prickle on his forehead. I pulled him into me and taunted him with my lips for some time. He limited his breath in anticipation, knowing that the smooch he wanted so painfully could only be initiated by his Master. They say the best things come to those who wait, and by God were his lips worth waiting for: cool, soft, puckered. We kissed with passion precedingly unknown to us both. At that moment I doubt either of us could have imagined wanting anything more. I ordered him to get down onto all 4s as I leisurely undid my belt and lowered my pants. I gave him a stern view which reminded him I was in manage and that he’d be required to submit downright to me. I squatted behind him and languidly ran my hand up and down his back before turning my attention to his peachy lil ass. My tongue felt so superb gliding over his tight butt. The stud has one of the loveliest fuckholes I’ve ever encountered. I couldn’t wait to get inwards it. I asked if he was well-prepped for me to press forth and received an affirmative so instantaneously that it felt like it was reflexive. I lined myself up against him and shoved my nude man sausage deep into his shivering body. His bootie convulsed repeatedly as I nailed it. He took hold of my man sausage with his inner muscles, sending flexes of unspoiled sheer pleasure up and down the shaft. I got truly deep and started to bang him with considerable energy before relieving things down to keep him highly rigidly on his toes. I ordered him onto his back so that I could gaze into his splendid face as I rutted the plumb out of him. I packaged my hand around his throat and ravaged him with force, frequently wondering how lengthy I was gonna be able to last, sensing the guy goo rising steadily in my balls. I needed to jism inwards him. Eventually, I gushed with the energy of an atom bomb. I felt my stream exploding into him, packing every last crevice. It’s difficult to imagine how an encounter could have been any more thrilling and I view forth with great excitement to taking him even further...
Added: 2025-04-03 • Views: 6 • Duration: 31:42
Categories: Anal, Bareback, Bears, Blowjob, Hardcore, Kissing, Muscles, Rough, Softcore, Twinks • Studio: Masonic Boys • Models: Ethan Tate, Dillon Stone
