Masonic Boys - Apprentice Tate Ch 7 - The Ordination
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Apprentice Tate is nearing the end of his training. Since his arrival here, he’s been put through his paces, and the transformation has been extraordinary; he was once an unkempt, tattooed, arrogant ultra-kinky child, but he’s become a thoughtful, open and compliant youthfull man. The professors are incredibly satiated with his progress. I have taken a great personal interest in the boy’s development and consider myself lucky enough to have been introduce at many of the rituals which have made him who he now is. It has been a pleasure both to train him and to observe his being instructed by some of the best professors in The Order. I was thrilled, therefore, to be tasked with the honor of overseeing his all-important Ordination, which is widely regarded as the completion of an Apprentice’s lengthy journey. Many fall by the wayside and only the highly best Apprentices reach this stage. An Ordination is the point at which a boy fulfills the promise of objective and becomes a member of The Order. In short, it’s the moment when a boy becomes a man. The Ordination bedroom is infrequently visited. It’s reserved exclusively for this sacred ritual and the space senses incredibly weighty as a result. I was fairly taken-aback when I ambled in. It felt highly still in there, somehow. The atmosphere was strong and dark. I could tell that Apprentice Tate was similarly taken aback when he entered. He was probably also a bit freaked out to find me sitting there. I’m aware that I have a reputation for being a lil aloof, maybe even bordering on uncaring. I make no apologies for this, of course; it gives me an brim and I believe it’s vital to maintain an air of suspicion at all times. But when a boy’s come as far as Apprentice Tate has come, it’s impossible to suppress the warmer version of myself. If truth be told, I felt incredibly proud of him and knew this was going to have a profound effect on the way I carried out my duties. As I sat next to him on the couch and looked into those monstrous blue eyes, I felt veritable desire stirring in my loins. I instructed him to liquidate his t-shirt and tie. The boy has never fairly mastered the art of tying a decent knot, but there is a considerable amount of charm in the effort that he puts into that particular task. As he undid his shirt, he immobile me with a lust-laden look. He stood up to liquidate his pants. His belt squeaked and rattled metallically as it was unbuckled. My dick twitched. There are some noises which I associate nearly exclusively with sex, and that was one of them. As is, of course, the sound of a fly being leisurely unzipped. That particular sound is imbued with anticipation. Will the boy already be hard? Does he yet know how much he wants this? The Ordination requires the tormentor to perform a specific action of service on the Apprentice, so once the boy had disrobed down to his garments, I encouraged him to sit on the couch before I knelt down in front of him and eliminated his socks. It is a moment of great significance. It is the first-ever time since arrival that the Apprentice practices strength over another man. It’s a strength which will increase in size exponentially after becoming a member of The Order. I could witness in his face, and in the bulge in his underwear, that Tate was going to completely embrace his fresh identity. It has been clear to me for some time that he has the potential to become a highly supreme Master. fumbling his soles was a great privilege, one which he plainly found erotic. I stood and ordered him to undo my pants, liquidating my suit jacket as he dutifully leant forth to oblige. He knew only too well what was inwards and he might as well have been eating his lips as he unveiled his prize. He leisurely ran his hand over my dick which was bulbous in my nearly-see-through garments. I eliminated my truss as he extracted the animal from its fabric cage, and ran his lips over its engorged tip. Apprentice Tate gives incredible head. He’s always wielded an nearly paranormal capability to supply exactly what your boner desired at any given moment and he wasn’t prissy in any way form or form. He frequently gagged in the process of delivering unspoiled gratification to his Masters. He also repeatedly looked up at me with those adorable blue eyes, as however telling “is this okay, Sir? Am I making you proud?” The answer, of course, was always yes. His pert lil rump made me quiver as I unveiled it. It was clear that my monstrous dick would briefly be deep inwards it, but this time would be different. This time I’d be making enjoy to Apprentice Tate. I got my tongue between his butt cheeks, letting out all the stops to send him into a state of desperate carnal desire. He choked and whimpered, responding to every video of my tongue. He was ready. I knelt behind him and started to thrust my pulsing dick into his hole. He funked momentarily, but I smooched his neck and purred that I’d go slowly. It took a great deal of concentration on both of our parts for me to get completely inwards him, but after a great deal of encouragement I achieved my goal. We smooched tenderly while I leisurely inched my dick in and out of his youthfull crevasse which was grasping every last inch of my penis like a clamp. The 2 of us drifted into a kind of trance where we became one throbbing, writhing, groaning, fully-aroused sexual being. I revved him around and ground myself into him from behind, pulling his assets up against mine and holding him firmly in my arms. In that position I was able to go notably deep and he reacted with a concoction of surprise and incredible excitement. I shoveled him onto his back again, realizing that I was missing the enjoyable practice of looking into his beautiful eyes. I desired to witness the view on his face as I picked up the rhythm of my thrusts. His eyes rolled back in his head and he gritted his teeth. He was completely engaged, totally into me and liking every 2nd of the ride. I went firmer and faster, then harder, then faster until he was bellowing like a mutt in heat. It was clear that I wasn’t going to be able to hold on for much longer. It would be impossible for any guy to pummel at that intensity for any meaningful menstruation of time. I pulled out and gave my dick a duo of tugs before inhaling gravy all over his belly, chest and face. The jizz flew through the air like a bullet from a gun. Sure, I’d shot my load, but I knew at that moment that we were nowhere near done.
Apprentice Tate is nearing the end of his training. Since his arrival here, he’s been put through his paces, and the transformation has been extraordinary; he was once an unkempt, tattooed, arrogant ultra-kinky child, but he’s become a thoughtful, open and compliant youthfull man. The professors are incredibly satiated with his progress. I have taken a great personal interest in the boy’s development and consider myself lucky enough to have been introduce at many of the rituals which have made him who he now is. It has been a pleasure both to train him and to observe his being instructed by some of the best professors in The Order. I was thrilled, therefore, to be tasked with the honor of overseeing his all-important Ordination, which is widely regarded as the completion of an Apprentice’s lengthy journey. Many fall by the wayside and only the highly best Apprentices reach this stage. An Ordination is the point at which a boy fulfills the promise of objective and becomes a member of The Order. In short, it’s the moment when a boy becomes a man. The Ordination bedroom is infrequently visited. It’s reserved exclusively for this sacred ritual and the space senses incredibly weighty as a result. I was fairly taken-aback when I ambled in. It felt highly still in there, somehow. The atmosphere was strong and dark. I could tell that Apprentice Tate was similarly taken aback when he entered. He was probably also a bit freaked out to find me sitting there. I’m aware that I have a reputation for being a lil aloof, maybe even bordering on uncaring. I make no apologies for this, of course; it gives me an brim and I believe it’s vital to maintain an air of suspicion at all times. But when a boy’s come as far as Apprentice Tate has come, it’s impossible to suppress the warmer version of myself. If truth be told, I felt incredibly proud of him and knew this was going to have a profound effect on the way I carried out my duties. As I sat next to him on the couch and looked into those monstrous blue eyes, I felt veritable desire stirring in my loins. I instructed him to liquidate his t-shirt and tie. The boy has never fairly mastered the art of tying a decent knot, but there is a considerable amount of charm in the effort that he puts into that particular task. As he undid his shirt, he immobile me with a lust-laden look. He stood up to liquidate his pants. His belt squeaked and rattled metallically as it was unbuckled. My dick twitched. There are some noises which I associate nearly exclusively with sex, and that was one of them. As is, of course, the sound of a fly being leisurely unzipped. That particular sound is imbued with anticipation. Will the boy already be hard? Does he yet know how much he wants this? The Ordination requires the tormentor to perform a specific action of service on the Apprentice, so once the boy had disrobed down to his garments, I encouraged him to sit on the couch before I knelt down in front of him and eliminated his socks. It is a moment of great significance. It is the first-ever time since arrival that the Apprentice practices strength over another man. It’s a strength which will increase in size exponentially after becoming a member of The Order. I could witness in his face, and in the bulge in his underwear, that Tate was going to completely embrace his fresh identity. It has been clear to me for some time that he has the potential to become a highly supreme Master. fumbling his soles was a great privilege, one which he plainly found erotic. I stood and ordered him to undo my pants, liquidating my suit jacket as he dutifully leant forth to oblige. He knew only too well what was inwards and he might as well have been eating his lips as he unveiled his prize. He leisurely ran his hand over my dick which was bulbous in my nearly-see-through garments. I eliminated my truss as he extracted the animal from its fabric cage, and ran his lips over its engorged tip. Apprentice Tate gives incredible head. He’s always wielded an nearly paranormal capability to supply exactly what your boner desired at any given moment and he wasn’t prissy in any way form or form. He frequently gagged in the process of delivering unspoiled gratification to his Masters. He also repeatedly looked up at me with those adorable blue eyes, as however telling “is this okay, Sir? Am I making you proud?” The answer, of course, was always yes. His pert lil rump made me quiver as I unveiled it. It was clear that my monstrous dick would briefly be deep inwards it, but this time would be different. This time I’d be making enjoy to Apprentice Tate. I got my tongue between his butt cheeks, letting out all the stops to send him into a state of desperate carnal desire. He choked and whimpered, responding to every video of my tongue. He was ready. I knelt behind him and started to thrust my pulsing dick into his hole. He funked momentarily, but I smooched his neck and purred that I’d go slowly. It took a great deal of concentration on both of our parts for me to get completely inwards him, but after a great deal of encouragement I achieved my goal. We smooched tenderly while I leisurely inched my dick in and out of his youthfull crevasse which was grasping every last inch of my penis like a clamp. The 2 of us drifted into a kind of trance where we became one throbbing, writhing, groaning, fully-aroused sexual being. I revved him around and ground myself into him from behind, pulling his assets up against mine and holding him firmly in my arms. In that position I was able to go notably deep and he reacted with a concoction of surprise and incredible excitement. I shoveled him onto his back again, realizing that I was missing the enjoyable practice of looking into his beautiful eyes. I desired to witness the view on his face as I picked up the rhythm of my thrusts. His eyes rolled back in his head and he gritted his teeth. He was completely engaged, totally into me and liking every 2nd of the ride. I went firmer and faster, then harder, then faster until he was bellowing like a mutt in heat. It was clear that I wasn’t going to be able to hold on for much longer. It would be impossible for any guy to pummel at that intensity for any meaningful menstruation of time. I pulled out and gave my dick a duo of tugs before inhaling gravy all over his belly, chest and face. The jizz flew through the air like a bullet from a gun. Sure, I’d shot my load, but I knew at that moment that we were nowhere near done.
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