Grandmaster Wolf was wearing the ceremonial mask when Apprentice Marcus tentatively entered the darksome room. Legrand was a legendary, nearly mystical figure within the order, who was rarely seen within the Masonic complex. His name alone could make the youthful apprentices shake with fear. Those who met him not ever spoke of what had happened in his presence, but afterward, they all appeared to be different somehow; greater amount aloof, greater amount arrogant. He’d changed em.
Marcus was shaking uncontrollably by the time the Grandmaster had not fast, yet purposely, made his way across the room to him. Marcus couldn’t make no doubt of how tall the mature stud was and the force and magnetism this guy appeared to be to radiate. His immediate instinct was to yield to him. Beg for him…
Wolf gently fondled Marcus’ soft, trembling face. The gesture appeared to be respectful, loving not quite, but the carnal mood instantly changed as the Grandmaster undid the boy’s carefully knotted tie and tossed it across the room previous to unbuttoning his shirt in a manner which nearly felt dismissive. A bolt of fear discharged throughout Marcus’ body. If this chab was to be punished, this guy hoped it would be quick and relatively painless…
The Grandmaster stood behind the chap. He unbuckled Marcus’ thong and poked down his panties in advance of running his big hands seductively over what felt like each inch of the boy’s body. Marcus couldn’t aid but let out a whimper.
Since his apprenticeship began, he’s always felt at his majority sexually receptive when being controlled by a indeed slaver chap. Wolf’s hand slid beneath the waistband of Marcus’ underpants and sluggishly made it is way towards the boy’s ever-stiffening manhood.
Moments later, Marcus felt himself being picked up and placed him on the ceremonial table. Grandmaster Wolf sluggishly exposed him down to his underclothing previous to surveying him like a work of art.
It was at this point that the Grandmaster removed his mask and Marcus was able to watch him for the 1st time. The sight was unnerving. Wolf’s pale blue, sagacious eyes bore into the lad but disclosed no thing. Marcus couldn’t tell if the Grandmaster was pleased, angry or aroused. His auburn hair not quite looked like flames flickering in the candlelight. The expensive jewels on the rings on his fingers glinted hypnotically…
Marcus was not waiting the Grandmaster to suddenly scoop him up in his arms and kiss him passionately. Marcus’ charming weenie instantly started to bulge uncontrollably in his semi-see-through underpants and Wolf grabbed it seductively.
Marcus’ lips melted into the Grandmaster’s and this guy started to buzz with an nearly despairing crave for the aged chap. Marcus could feel Wolf’s biggest shlong, throughout the fabric of his dress trousers, pressing into him. He knew at that pont of time that this chab needed it inside him.
Marcus was pretty soon entirely bare and lying on his back on the table during the time that the fully suited Grandmaster carefully positioned him in readiness for penetration. The aged guy slid his jacket off and pulled Marcus’ trembling hand to the bulge in his trousers.
Marcus wasn’t sure he’d ever felt everything that size in advance of. It was not quite impossible to comprehend what that guy was feeling throughout the bulging fabric. He couldn’t imagine it would be possible to take it, but that guy knew this guy needed to try…
Wolf’s huge 10-pounder was in a short time out of the fly of his panties and Marcus was able to wrap his palm around it. Even in the flesh, the Grandmaster’s manhood bewildered the guy, but when Wolf asked if this guy wanted it inside him, there was solely one possible answer…
Marcus started to shake uncontrollably as Wolf poked his big thumb into the boy’s taut aperture. He said Marcus this chab was going to breed him and, seconds later, that guy was lining up his giant weapon with the boy’s aperture.
The guy bravely took a unfathomable breath - entirely unsure how the meeting was going to play out. At that pont of time it appeared to be like there was merely one plausible outcome; his aperture was going to be torn apart…
The Grandmaster of course knew how to receive the guy twitching. He dipped his fingers into a vat of Persian oil and drizzled the residue onto the boy’s gap. Marcus could feel the phat oil leaking down into his crack.
And then, just like that, the Grandmaster started to poke himself inside. He went real slow to start with. He could tell Marcus was nervous and taut as all hell, but, inch-by-inch, this guy fed his meat into the chap.
Marcus’ gap was not quite clamped shut to start with, but, with each imperceptible, diminutive thrust, it started to open up and then grasp itself steadfastly around the Grandmaster’s 10-pounder.
And then the fucking began. Marcus moaned in unfathomable, unfathomable gratification. If anyone at that pont of time had asked how that guy felt, this chab would have answered “complete”. It was not quite as though his life had led him step-by-step to this life-changing pont of time. The pont of time when that guy lastly understood that his purpose was to serve a chap who epitomized masculinity like Grandmaster Wolf. That a fellow like that should crave him in return was the cherry on the cake. Marcus knew this guy would walk out of that room feeling a foot taller.
By now, Wolf was far inside him, shoving his heavy meat nut-deep into the boy’s begging aperture with increasing and excitement. Waves of joy crashed throughout the one and the other men’s bodies. Pre-cum poured out of the tip of Marcus’ shlong. They stared into every other’s eyes, one as well as the other feeling a profound sense of destiny.
Wolf grabbed Marcus’ ball sack real constricted, sending shivers of ache throughout his body. Marcus, now absolutely over-stimulated, started to jerk himself, despairing on one hand for release, yet, on the other, despairing for the experience not to end.
But Marcus knew that Wolf was eventually plan to fuck the cum out of him. And sure sufficiently, an intensive, orgasmic sensation started to build in his gut and then came roaring throughout his body like a high speed educate. The big o was so bizarre that it felt nearly inner. Wolf could feel Marcus’ wazoo muscles rippling up and down his jock as the guy discharged his load.
It got him so turned on, that guy started to pound Marcus with a near brutal , spraying a giant, juicy load unfathomable into the lad which gushed out of him uncontrollably as this chab pulled out.

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