The Calling - Apprentice Young - Chapter 2
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Austin didn’t know what to say to his after returning from the woods. The practice of being blindfolded, manhandled, and banged was confusing and bizarre. He’d been told to keep things a secret, even from his , despite his familiarity with the secret society. Austin didn’t understand entirely why, but it was struck upon him that his muffle and discretion were paramount in his membership.He was not to chat about anything, even with those he knew to be introduce at the time of his breeding. So when he returned to his room, odorous of fire and cascading cum, he eliminated his clothes and prepped to take a shower.Even as he ...Even as he passed his in the hallway, also odorous of the forest and the fire, the 2 said nothing, retreating to their separate beds without telling a word beyond “good night.”After that evening, Austin perceived different. Not only did he feel like he had a secret he had to keep above all else, he perceived a fresh stirring in his body. The penetration of the stranger’s chisel inwards his fuck-hole and the impregnation that followed gave him sensations he’d never accomplished before.He never knew what it was like to be banged and filled, used by an elder man for pleasure and left to carry his seed. It was shocking and horrifying at first, but by the end, he found himself railing a gesticulate of pleasure unlike anything he could have ever imagined.He found himself waking up in the night, rock hard and cascading pre-cum, thinking about the moment his fuck-hole was pried open and predominated by the huge member of the elder man who owned him.The splooge on his chisel perceived amazing, obliging him to stroke himself and bring himself to climax. It was titillating and naughty, frolicking with himself as he remembered every detail of the night of his first fuck. It wasn’t until he encountered with Master Oaks that he got the chance to feel that gusto again.Austin was asked to meet with the elder man to go thru his next inspection, bringing him closer to full membership of the . Once again, Austin was driven by his , leading to an awkward car rail as neither mentioned what was about to happen. Austin perceived himself getting thrilled as they got closer, experiencing his chisel start to harden privately within his sundress pants. But he kept quiet, fulfilling the expectations of the masters.Master Oaks was highly different from Master Kamp. He was a little younger, but still crowned with a head of salt and pepper hair. He was neat shaven, odorous like expensive aftershave whenever he got close to Austin. He was quite tall and lean, reminding Austin of some of the more splendid of his homies getting bigger up. Despite experiencing more familiar, Oaks had the same decided and concentrated sight on his face that Kamp had, assessing the fellow in his mind as he looked over his papers.Austin sat in silence, waiting for Oaks to address him. It was the same preggie stillness that he perceived in the car with his . When Oaks turned to him, he gave him an interrogating sight that made Austin uneasy, making it hard for him to response his questions.“Do you submit that you’re still not attracted to men?” Master Oaks asked. It was the first thing to come out of his mouth, making Austin sweat bullets. It was as if he knew what he was thinking. As if he knew about his fantasies, his late night masturbations, and the way he perceived when he was fucked. Austin’s response was to refuse it, but his rejection sounded hollow and unconvincing.“Stand up,” Oaks ordered. The elder man watched Austin rise to his feet. As he did, Oaks stood as well. The man towered over him, making Austin feel diminutive and helpless. He stood close to him, approaching him and scaring him with his size. He smelt amazing. heavy and masculine, but refined. He was powerful. Full of authority. It made Austin a little nervous, but his chisel practically stood hetero up in his pants. Oaks seemed to notice, reaching down and capturing it without any hesitation.“You sure you’re not thrilled by men?” Oaks fumbled his bulge, watching Austin quake at being groped so freely. Austin had learned to go with the process, let himself be fondled and do what his elders told him to do. After all, he wished their approval.Master Oaks commenced to take off Austin’s shirt, watching the boy’s eyes sight up at him with trepidation. Austin didn’t know what he would be asked to do, but he’d already resigned himself to it. A combine of hope, fear, desire, and anxiety clouded the boy’s mind, making him practically disassociate from the fact that he was being unwrapped naked once again in front of a strange, elder man.When Master Oaks pulled out his cock, Austin perceived goosebumps budge up his neck and arms. He played with it for a moment, experiencing its warmth and girth. Austin’s puffies were sensitive and pointy as they became swell on his chest. He was a beautiful boy, so unspoiled and young. Master Oaks was more than pleased, and anxious to attempt him out for himself.The elder man positioned him on his desk on all fours, examining him as he’d done many others before. Austin was so diminutive he fit flawlessly on top, like an ornament. Master Oaks couldn’t believe his size, finding it hard to believe he was as grown as the others claimed. As he ambled around him, touching and studying him, he came to appreciate his sleek skin, his soft, obese ass, and his pouty, kissable mouth.But it was Austin’s fuck-hole that grabbed his attention. Master Oaks witnessed how taut and sleek it was. He knew it had only been banged once by Grandmaster Angus while the fellow was bound up and blindfolded--something not even Austin knew. He wished to feel for himself, but more importantly, he wished to watch the sight on Austin’s face when he could watch who was boinking him.He put Austin back on the floor, standing him up before leaning him over the desk. He was so brief he had to put himself up on his toes to reach the desk’s height. Even then, Master Oaks found it lighter to elevate up one of his gams and rest it on top.Master Oaks looked at the beautiful way Austin’s cheeks spread, revealing his fuck-hole as he tried to keep himself in place. He took off his shirt, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled out his cock. It was humid with precum, thrilled by the boy’s beautiful body. With one hand, Master Oaks wanked himself, getting harder with each gesture as he fumbled the boy’s fuck-hole with the other.Austin knew what was about to happen, and he wished it badly. He was nervous, knowing that he was going to get banged once more, but was blessed that he could watch his top. Oaks was a bit cold and controlling, but Austin found that to be so amazingly hot. His chisel rested on the desk, leaking its own fluids as he braced himself for penetration.Master Oaks limited his chisel up to Austin’s hole, experiencing it submit to his presence. It didn’t take more than a firm, solid shovel for it to break into his ass, cramming him with several inches of his manhood. Austin unleashed a bellow from deep inside. He perceived the warmth of the man’s chisel make its way further into his body, managing him from the inwards just as expertly as he had on the outside. Master Oaks pushed further, bringing the fullness of his chisel to the boy’s hole, encounter his heavy, cum-filled scrotum to the mouth of his ass.Oaks didn’t hesitate to start boinking him. It wasn’t the boy’s first time, and he knew he could take it. He put a forearm on his lil' waist, drilling him again and again as the boy’s body learned to take him. Austin looked back, wanting to watch Master Oaks as he banged him. The elder man encountered his gaze, looking deep into his eyes like he was watching his soul. He was there, hard and rigid inwards him, and Austin would have no doubt who it was that was taking his hole...
Austin didn’t know what to say to his after returning from the woods. The practice of being blindfolded, manhandled, and banged was confusing and bizarre. He’d been told to keep things a secret, even from his , despite his familiarity with the secret society. Austin didn’t understand entirely why, but it was struck upon him that his muffle and discretion were paramount in his membership.He was not to chat about anything, even with those he knew to be introduce at the time of his breeding. So when he returned to his room, odorous of fire and cascading cum, he eliminated his clothes and prepped to take a shower.Even as he ...Even as he passed his in the hallway, also odorous of the forest and the fire, the 2 said nothing, retreating to their separate beds without telling a word beyond “good night.”After that evening, Austin perceived different. Not only did he feel like he had a secret he had to keep above all else, he perceived a fresh stirring in his body. The penetration of the stranger’s chisel inwards his fuck-hole and the impregnation that followed gave him sensations he’d never accomplished before.He never knew what it was like to be banged and filled, used by an elder man for pleasure and left to carry his seed. It was shocking and horrifying at first, but by the end, he found himself railing a gesticulate of pleasure unlike anything he could have ever imagined.He found himself waking up in the night, rock hard and cascading pre-cum, thinking about the moment his fuck-hole was pried open and predominated by the huge member of the elder man who owned him.The splooge on his chisel perceived amazing, obliging him to stroke himself and bring himself to climax. It was titillating and naughty, frolicking with himself as he remembered every detail of the night of his first fuck. It wasn’t until he encountered with Master Oaks that he got the chance to feel that gusto again.Austin was asked to meet with the elder man to go thru his next inspection, bringing him closer to full membership of the . Once again, Austin was driven by his , leading to an awkward car rail as neither mentioned what was about to happen. Austin perceived himself getting thrilled as they got closer, experiencing his chisel start to harden privately within his sundress pants. But he kept quiet, fulfilling the expectations of the masters.Master Oaks was highly different from Master Kamp. He was a little younger, but still crowned with a head of salt and pepper hair. He was neat shaven, odorous like expensive aftershave whenever he got close to Austin. He was quite tall and lean, reminding Austin of some of the more splendid of his homies getting bigger up. Despite experiencing more familiar, Oaks had the same decided and concentrated sight on his face that Kamp had, assessing the fellow in his mind as he looked over his papers.Austin sat in silence, waiting for Oaks to address him. It was the same preggie stillness that he perceived in the car with his . When Oaks turned to him, he gave him an interrogating sight that made Austin uneasy, making it hard for him to response his questions.“Do you submit that you’re still not attracted to men?” Master Oaks asked. It was the first thing to come out of his mouth, making Austin sweat bullets. It was as if he knew what he was thinking. As if he knew about his fantasies, his late night masturbations, and the way he perceived when he was fucked. Austin’s response was to refuse it, but his rejection sounded hollow and unconvincing.“Stand up,” Oaks ordered. The elder man watched Austin rise to his feet. As he did, Oaks stood as well. The man towered over him, making Austin feel diminutive and helpless. He stood close to him, approaching him and scaring him with his size. He smelt amazing. heavy and masculine, but refined. He was powerful. Full of authority. It made Austin a little nervous, but his chisel practically stood hetero up in his pants. Oaks seemed to notice, reaching down and capturing it without any hesitation.“You sure you’re not thrilled by men?” Oaks fumbled his bulge, watching Austin quake at being groped so freely. Austin had learned to go with the process, let himself be fondled and do what his elders told him to do. After all, he wished their approval.Master Oaks commenced to take off Austin’s shirt, watching the boy’s eyes sight up at him with trepidation. Austin didn’t know what he would be asked to do, but he’d already resigned himself to it. A combine of hope, fear, desire, and anxiety clouded the boy’s mind, making him practically disassociate from the fact that he was being unwrapped naked once again in front of a strange, elder man.When Master Oaks pulled out his cock, Austin perceived goosebumps budge up his neck and arms. He played with it for a moment, experiencing its warmth and girth. Austin’s puffies were sensitive and pointy as they became swell on his chest. He was a beautiful boy, so unspoiled and young. Master Oaks was more than pleased, and anxious to attempt him out for himself.The elder man positioned him on his desk on all fours, examining him as he’d done many others before. Austin was so diminutive he fit flawlessly on top, like an ornament. Master Oaks couldn’t believe his size, finding it hard to believe he was as grown as the others claimed. As he ambled around him, touching and studying him, he came to appreciate his sleek skin, his soft, obese ass, and his pouty, kissable mouth.But it was Austin’s fuck-hole that grabbed his attention. Master Oaks witnessed how taut and sleek it was. He knew it had only been banged once by Grandmaster Angus while the fellow was bound up and blindfolded--something not even Austin knew. He wished to feel for himself, but more importantly, he wished to watch the sight on Austin’s face when he could watch who was boinking him.He put Austin back on the floor, standing him up before leaning him over the desk. He was so brief he had to put himself up on his toes to reach the desk’s height. Even then, Master Oaks found it lighter to elevate up one of his gams and rest it on top.Master Oaks looked at the beautiful way Austin’s cheeks spread, revealing his fuck-hole as he tried to keep himself in place. He took off his shirt, unbuttoned his pants, and pulled out his cock. It was humid with precum, thrilled by the boy’s beautiful body. With one hand, Master Oaks wanked himself, getting harder with each gesture as he fumbled the boy’s fuck-hole with the other.Austin knew what was about to happen, and he wished it badly. He was nervous, knowing that he was going to get banged once more, but was blessed that he could watch his top. Oaks was a bit cold and controlling, but Austin found that to be so amazingly hot. His chisel rested on the desk, leaking its own fluids as he braced himself for penetration.Master Oaks limited his chisel up to Austin’s hole, experiencing it submit to his presence. It didn’t take more than a firm, solid shovel for it to break into his ass, cramming him with several inches of his manhood. Austin unleashed a bellow from deep inside. He perceived the warmth of the man’s chisel make its way further into his body, managing him from the inwards just as expertly as he had on the outside. Master Oaks pushed further, bringing the fullness of his chisel to the boy’s hole, encounter his heavy, cum-filled scrotum to the mouth of his ass.Oaks didn’t hesitate to start boinking him. It wasn’t the boy’s first time, and he knew he could take it. He put a forearm on his lil' waist, drilling him again and again as the boy’s body learned to take him. Austin looked back, wanting to watch Master Oaks as he banged him. The elder man encountered his gaze, looking deep into his eyes like he was watching his soul. He was there, hard and rigid inwards him, and Austin would have no doubt who it was that was taking his hole...
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