The Sacrament - Apprentice Blue - Chapter 8
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As a member of the fraternal order, Cole’s experiences changed. While he was still younger and less heavy than the masters, he was permitted to watch more of the rare and protected practices of the Masons.He didn’t understand most of what was happening or why, but he followed along humbly and with full focus. In many ways, he still perceived like he was going thru his initiation, looking wide-eyed at his superiors and expecting to glean some knowledge or wisdom. Additionally, he was still anxious to prove himself, both mentally and sexually to the old men.Grandmaster Cub could ...Grandmaster Cub could watch Cole’s enthusiasm for more, so he brought him into the temple for a off the hook privilege, the receiving of the sacrament.The ceremony apartment was darkened, lit predominantly by candle light. Grandmaster Cub wore a mask, providing him a unusual and evil appearance. It must have been tied to some lore or tradition Cole was unsuspecting of, but he didn’t question it. He could tell it was Grandmaster Cub due to his size, scent, and his deep, whispery voice. That was all he needed to give full compliance.Cole was undressed out of his tee-shirt and tie, highly similarly to how he’d been before. But as he stood in the temple room, the moment perceived different. Cole had changed. He perceived the weight of the ceremony deep in his gut, informing how every paw and tingle he received. He instantaneously started to seep precum, drenching thru his underwear and catching the attention of the grandmaster. The youthful man knew what was coming, and his mind, body, and spirit were in utter prep for it.Taking off his mask, Grandmaster Cub unsheathed his strikingly cool face. The molten glow of the candlelight only seemed to make him more attractive. His lengthy forearms reached down to Cole’s genitals, jacking at his erection and releasing the boy’s pulsating erection from his undergarments.Cole would do anything the old man asked of him. Sans question or doubt. He would give of himself freely, making him flawless for the sacrament.Grandmaster Cub removed the remainder of Cole’s clothes and put him up on an altar table. Cole laid on his back, his beautiful, toned figure introduced in its most defenseless state. His groin were rigid and his fuck-hole was on display, eyes locked up at the old man before him, impatiently awaiting instruction on what to do next.Grandmaster Cub took some ceremonial lube and dripped it down on his finger. It glistened in the candlelight, reflecting back into Cole’s eyes. Cole only saw it for a moment before it slid down underneath his pelvis, finding its way between his glutes and inwards his sphincter.The lube was cool at first, not yet heated by the head of the man’s flesh. It didn’t take lengthy for Cole’s figure to practically dissolve it. He perceived the stiff digit work its way inside.Cole extracted an thrilled moan. Grandmaster Cub had yet to even eliminate his clothes and Cole could have jizm right then and there. But observing the rise in the old man’s pants, Cole knew well what was to come. For him to receive the bliss of the sacrament, he would have to give of himself. His fuck-hole would have to endure the deep, hard, porking size of Wolf’s cock. A ordinary sacrifice, but one he would willingly make again and again...
As a member of the fraternal order, Cole’s experiences changed. While he was still younger and less heavy than the masters, he was permitted to watch more of the rare and protected practices of the Masons.He didn’t understand most of what was happening or why, but he followed along humbly and with full focus. In many ways, he still perceived like he was going thru his initiation, looking wide-eyed at his superiors and expecting to glean some knowledge or wisdom. Additionally, he was still anxious to prove himself, both mentally and sexually to the old men.Grandmaster Cub could ...Grandmaster Cub could watch Cole’s enthusiasm for more, so he brought him into the temple for a off the hook privilege, the receiving of the sacrament.The ceremony apartment was darkened, lit predominantly by candle light. Grandmaster Cub wore a mask, providing him a unusual and evil appearance. It must have been tied to some lore or tradition Cole was unsuspecting of, but he didn’t question it. He could tell it was Grandmaster Cub due to his size, scent, and his deep, whispery voice. That was all he needed to give full compliance.Cole was undressed out of his tee-shirt and tie, highly similarly to how he’d been before. But as he stood in the temple room, the moment perceived different. Cole had changed. He perceived the weight of the ceremony deep in his gut, informing how every paw and tingle he received. He instantaneously started to seep precum, drenching thru his underwear and catching the attention of the grandmaster. The youthful man knew what was coming, and his mind, body, and spirit were in utter prep for it.Taking off his mask, Grandmaster Cub unsheathed his strikingly cool face. The molten glow of the candlelight only seemed to make him more attractive. His lengthy forearms reached down to Cole’s genitals, jacking at his erection and releasing the boy’s pulsating erection from his undergarments.Cole would do anything the old man asked of him. Sans question or doubt. He would give of himself freely, making him flawless for the sacrament.Grandmaster Cub removed the remainder of Cole’s clothes and put him up on an altar table. Cole laid on his back, his beautiful, toned figure introduced in its most defenseless state. His groin were rigid and his fuck-hole was on display, eyes locked up at the old man before him, impatiently awaiting instruction on what to do next.Grandmaster Cub took some ceremonial lube and dripped it down on his finger. It glistened in the candlelight, reflecting back into Cole’s eyes. Cole only saw it for a moment before it slid down underneath his pelvis, finding its way between his glutes and inwards his sphincter.The lube was cool at first, not yet heated by the head of the man’s flesh. It didn’t take lengthy for Cole’s figure to practically dissolve it. He perceived the stiff digit work its way inside.Cole extracted an thrilled moan. Grandmaster Cub had yet to even eliminate his clothes and Cole could have jizm right then and there. But observing the rise in the old man’s pants, Cole knew well what was to come. For him to receive the bliss of the sacrament, he would have to give of himself. His fuck-hole would have to endure the deep, hard, porking size of Wolf’s cock. A ordinary sacrifice, but one he would willingly make again and again...
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