Release Year: 2025
Studio: Masonic Boys
Cast: Sage Roux, Tucker Barrett
Genres: anal, bareback, breeding, creampie, homosexual, giving a kiss, oral stimulation, rimming, smooth

Apprentice Roux is one of our almost any popular and successful apprentices. The masters are universal in their praise for the guy, and he’s expected to graduate with flying colors. Three masters Snow, Stone and I have shared equal responsibility for him. Each of us has focussed on a different aspect of his training, using differing methods to bring out the very most good in him. Often, an apprentice is taught on a strictly one-to-one basis, but Apprentice Roux’s training has been somewhat unparalleled in the amount of group work we have done. That told, the ancient and sacred Sacrament ceremony is a intimate ritual. It brings an apprentice highly close to his taskmaster and it definitely is not a spectator sport. Having developed a close bond with Apprentice Roux, I was grateful to be selected to oversee this key rite of passage. I love slipping into a three-piece dress. I love the way the fabric clings tightly to my well-chiseled body and the way that the vest enhances the shape of my torso. I have a fun how the “v” at the bottom of my immaculately-tied tie points str8 down to my crotch. I associate formal clothes with sex. It’s an not quite pavlovian response. As I pull the panties up, I invariably feel my rod stiffening. I watch the specks of sperm here and there from where the previous boy’s precum has trickled out of his jock and juicy into my garments. It’s been awhile since I had the dress dry-cleaned, it’s beginning to smell of sex. It’s an intoxicating, addictive smell which makes me throb. I had, as ordinary, already been hard for a whilst by the time I beckoned the guy into the darkened chamber. Everything was in order. The candles were flickering. I was masked-up, wearing the expensive scent that Master Snow had gifted me. The chap looked great. He’d worked hard on his appearance; his hair was neat, that guy was clothed impeccably in a shirt and tie. He appeared to be assured, this guy stood tall and proud, eyes glinting with excited want, twinged with just a hint of fear. Fear is a healthy emotion. If he’s learned no thing else since his arrival, it’s that this chab should always await the unexpected. As I ran my hands seductively over his body his breathing became shallow. His torso felt firm throughout the fabric of his shirt. His physique has altered considerably since coming here. My fingers drifted up towards the knot of his tie, which I undid sluggishly. He licked his lips in anticipation. I removed my mask and stared into his eyes. The level of intimacy betwixt us increased with each passing second. A taskmaster can let his guard down in the latter-stages of a boy’s training. The pendulum is expected to swing back towards an equal footing. Of course the apprentice get to learn absolute submission, but eventually, it is hoped that this chab will become a slavemaster himself. For this to happen, he’ll need to be awakened to the force that this chab holds. Our heads touched. I brought my lips tantalizingly close to his. My hand ran down, down, down towards his bulging ramrod, which bounced within the soft fabric of his panties. There was no rush. I had all the time in the world. I undid his shirt button by button savoring each pont of time as I sluggishly in natures garb his holy clothes which clung seductively to the tender flesh of his chest. Our lips lastly touched. A bolt of pure electricity passed betwixt us. I wrapped my hands around his body and we kissed lingeringly. We stood for some time, staring into every other’s eyes, breathing every other’s breath. I held him tightly, squeezing his torso, pressing myself possessively into him from behind. He was my charge. I undid his thong and allowed it to fall to the floor in advance of standing behind him and nuzzling his ear, pulling his head back and giving a kiss his neck with great excitement like a vampire drinking blood from the fellow he’s in the process of siring. Apprentice Roux gasped and moaned. I undid his panties and poked my hand betwixt his firm legs, grasping his rod throughout the warm fabric of his pre-cum-soaked underpants and jerking him off, waves of pure ecstasy suddenly surging throughout my body. I poked him against the big, ceremonial bench in the midst of the room. I removed my dress jacket, exposing my vest, the chain of my fob-watch glinting in the candlelight. He looked around at me. I smiled, then knelt, lazily shoving down his underpants to disclose the true magnificence of his peach-like arse. Within seconds my tongue was inside it; my beard rubbing against his arse cheeks as I made his gap quiver and dance. I unbuckled my strap and unzipped my panties. The guy turned around and I fed my large hard schlong into his warm, inviting face hole. He sucked as I inched it deeper and deeper into his mouth. It wasn’t sufficiently. I needed to fuck...

Format: mp4
Duration: 29:52
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 8726kbps
Audio: 112kbps

File size: 1.9 GB