Master Figata looked so sexy clothed in his crisp, white costume. Ever since this chab took my boyhood a month or so agone, I’ve been able to think about not quite no thing else.
It was a magical experience. And I know that when I'm aged, I’ll watch it as the pont of time my whole life turned a corner. I now know that I’m on a profound tour of discovery; one which will lead me to understanding - and ultimately experiencing - true fleshly enjoyment.
Despite having been not quite permanently in my thoughts since my calling final month, I haven’t seen a great deal of Master Figata in the flesh. I pass him from time to time, but am always also nervous to speak to him outside of our planned meetings. But this chab gives me those looks which tells me we’re not done. That intensive, astonishing, life-changing collision was not the end of our story together… In fact, it was just the 1st chapter!
So, when I was called for my Ordination and walked in to discover Master Figata clothed in that beautifully-tailored white dress, I knew smth specific was about to happen.
My heart instantly leapt into my throat and my head started spinning. He said me to sit down on the large white bed and beamed at me with that large, hot dad smile of his. His is the type of smile which makes a juvenile guy feel safe. It’s a smile which appears to be to tell u you’re the majority important person in the world.
He asked if I knew why I was there. I lied and told I did. I mean, I knew I was being ordained to the Order but I had no idea what that indeed entailed. Obviously, I knew what I wanted it to entail, but there would undoubtedly be a entire heap of ritual in the meantime.
He just now said me to begin undressing, which I did with possibly also much enthusiasm. I kinda knew the entire vibe was to come across as chaste and sober, but ever since this chab took my virginity, I’ve been hopeless to feel his hands running over my body afresh.
He rubbed my knee gently and seductively as I unbuttoned my shirt. I couldn’t await to acquire the damned thing off, and was so despairing to do so that I forgot to undo the buttons on the cuffs!
Then this chab took his own jacket off previous to kneeling down at my feet and removing my shoes and socks. There was smth highly erotic about what this guy was doing; it felt subservient, like I’d earned sufficiently of his respect for him to deign to kneel in advance of me and remove my footwear.
And this chab did it all so lazily and deliberately. I instantly boned up, and then, when this chab pulled the zipper down on my panties, I felt a rush of absolute passion at the thought of what I might be about to experience - the life lesson I knew I was about to learn.
He sluggishly pulled my underpants down and my hard jock sprung up to greet him. I was astonished when this guy placed his lips around it. I mean, I’d done it to him the final time we met, but I had no idea it would feel the way it felt. My whole body started to shake. These bolts of total enjoyment started rippling up and down my body…
Then that guy got me to kneel on the sofa previous to beginning to caress, then take up with the tongue my wazoo. It was like his tongue was dancing. I could feel my aperture opening up in anticipation; welcoming in that renewed sense of belonging, that feeling of completeness.
Then this guy got me to stand up and I could tell smth was different. He appeared to be a little breathless - a bit flushed, maybe. There was a coldness about him the final time we met, but this time this guy appeared to be lascivious. He said me to remove his thong and, as I dropped down to do so, this guy took off his shirt and tie. I could watch his biggest schlong tenting throughout the white costume panties and, as I pulled em down, I discovered it proudly standing to attention under his see-through underpants.
I instantly started to engulf him and this chab gasped and groaned in a actually valuable way. I tried to receive the entire thing in my throat, but it wouldn’t fit. He was telling me to take up with the tongue his balls, and then the tip of his schlong; telling me what that guy needed and how most good to joy him.
I squatted down on the sofa once more and this guy knelt behind me, running the biggest mushroom head of his large jock up and down my a-hole crack in a way which had my aperture twitching in seconds. And then this guy started to poke himself into me. I knew from the previous time that my merely option was to stay as calm and relaxed as possible.
He slid in real slow. I thought several times that this guy need to have shoved it all the way in, but then I’d feel it going deeper. Like impossibly unfathomable. Like it was plan to begin poking throughout my stomach button!
Then this guy started to grind in and out of me, and it suddenly felt like we were somehow one being. Both of us had combined to trigger waves of intensive ecstasy within every other which were simultaneously crashing throughout our bodies.
Even our moans started to meld jointly, we were breathing as one, crying out in unison. His arms were wrapped around my mouth. I could barely breathe. My enjoyment was his fun. We existed for one some other.
He got me onto my back and thrust himself inside me, not at any time one time taking his eyes off me. We stared at every other. Got lost in every other. I somehow knew this guy was close, and moments later, that guy started to drive his 10-pounder into me with some power.
I felt his cream entering me. I genuinely felt it gushing inside me like water rushing down a pipe. And, when this guy pulled out, I could feel it leaking out of me. I was despairing to keep it inside, but u can’t stop gravity! He scooped some of it into his hand, in advance of rubbing it over my forehead. And there it was! That was my anointment. I was now a fellow!

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