The Sacrament - Apprentice Blue - Episode 8
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As a member of the fraternal order, Cole’s experiences changed. While he was still junior and less mighty than the masters, he was allowed to witness more of the infrequent and protected experiences of the Masons.He didn’t understand most of what was happening or why, but he followed along humbly and with utter focus. In many ways, he still perceived like he was going through his initiation, looking wide-eyed at his superiors and expecting to glean some mastery or wisdom. Additionally, he was still eager to prove himself, both mentally and sexually to the older men.Grandmaster Otter could ...Grandmaster Otter could see Cole’s enthusiasm for more, so he brought him into the temple for a special privilege, the receiving of the sacrament.The ceremony room was darkened, lit predominantly by candle light. Grandmaster Otter wore a mask, providing him a unusual and ominous appearance. It must have been trussed to some lore or tradition Cole was unaware of, but he didn’t question it. He could tell it was Grandmaster Otter due to his size, scent, and his deep, whispery voice. That was all he needed to give utter compliance.Cole was unclothed out of his tee-shirt and tie, very 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 fumble and tingle he received. He immediately began to seep precum, soddening through his lingerie and catching the attention of the grandmaster. The youthfull stud knew what was coming, and his mind, body, and spirit were in full prep for it.Taking off his mask, Grandmaster Otter revealed his strikingly stunning face. The warm glow of the candlelight only seemed to make him more attractive. His lengthy hands reached down to Cole’s genitals, wanking at his swelling and extracting the boy’s pulsing full salute from his undergarments.Cole would do anything the older stud asked of him. Without question or doubt. He would give of himself freely, making him ideal for the sacrament.Grandmaster Otter liquidated 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 helpless state. His crotch were stiff and his crevice was on display, eyes locked up at the older stud before him, impatiently awaiting command on what to do next.Grandmaster Otter took some ceremonial lube and dribbled 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 glided down underneath his pelvis, finding its way between his glutes and inwards his sphincter.The lube was fabulous 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 pulled out an thrilled moan. Grandmaster Otter had yet to even eliminate his clothes and Cole could have spunk right then and there. But eyeing the rise in the older man’s pants, Cole knew well what was to come. For him to receive the blessing of the sacrament, he would have to give of himself. His crevice would have to suffer the deep, hard, screwing size of Wolf’s cock. A simple sacrifice, but one he would graciously make again and again...
As a member of the fraternal order, Cole’s experiences changed. While he was still junior and less mighty than the masters, he was allowed to witness more of the infrequent and protected experiences of the Masons.He didn’t understand most of what was happening or why, but he followed along humbly and with utter focus. In many ways, he still perceived like he was going through his initiation, looking wide-eyed at his superiors and expecting to glean some mastery or wisdom. Additionally, he was still eager to prove himself, both mentally and sexually to the older men.Grandmaster Otter could ...Grandmaster Otter could see Cole’s enthusiasm for more, so he brought him into the temple for a special privilege, the receiving of the sacrament.The ceremony room was darkened, lit predominantly by candle light. Grandmaster Otter wore a mask, providing him a unusual and ominous appearance. It must have been trussed to some lore or tradition Cole was unaware of, but he didn’t question it. He could tell it was Grandmaster Otter due to his size, scent, and his deep, whispery voice. That was all he needed to give utter compliance.Cole was unclothed out of his tee-shirt and tie, very 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 fumble and tingle he received. He immediately began to seep precum, soddening through his lingerie and catching the attention of the grandmaster. The youthfull stud knew what was coming, and his mind, body, and spirit were in full prep for it.Taking off his mask, Grandmaster Otter revealed his strikingly stunning face. The warm glow of the candlelight only seemed to make him more attractive. His lengthy hands reached down to Cole’s genitals, wanking at his swelling and extracting the boy’s pulsing full salute from his undergarments.Cole would do anything the older stud asked of him. Without question or doubt. He would give of himself freely, making him ideal for the sacrament.Grandmaster Otter liquidated 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 helpless state. His crotch were stiff and his crevice was on display, eyes locked up at the older stud before him, impatiently awaiting command on what to do next.Grandmaster Otter took some ceremonial lube and dribbled 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 glided down underneath his pelvis, finding its way between his glutes and inwards his sphincter.The lube was fabulous 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 pulled out an thrilled moan. Grandmaster Otter had yet to even eliminate his clothes and Cole could have spunk right then and there. But eyeing the rise in the older man’s pants, Cole knew well what was to come. For him to receive the blessing of the sacrament, he would have to give of himself. His crevice would have to suffer the deep, hard, screwing size of Wolf’s cock. A simple sacrifice, but one he would graciously make again and again...
Added: 2023-11-03 • Views: 20 • Duration: 21:11