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Masonic Boys - Apprentice Serg Shepard - Chapter 3 - The Anointing Constantine
Release Year: 2025
Studio: Masonic Boys
Cast: Kristopher Weston, Serg Shepard
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I find it very difficult to look at Master Weston without blushing. I see him walking along the halls and when our eyes meet, I invariably find myself thinking about the incredible things that happened when we were last alone together. I don’t think I ever could have predicted that my life would end up making such a dramatic journey away from the path I’d imagined it taking. I’d always felt very strongly that I’d settle down with a nice young girl, and that we’d get married and have children and live a comfortable but fairly ordinary life. If someone had told me that I’d end up with a thing for older, suited men and an almost obsessive desire to be subservient towards them, I’d have laughed. And yet, here I am... For some reason, Master Weston ticks all my boxes. Grey-haired, well-built and incredibly fit for his age, and a level of power and authority so strong that I find myself fantasizing about the extremes I’d be prepared to go to simply to please him. I was summoned to one of the ceremonial rooms to be anointed the other day and was excited to discover that Master Weston was the one who’d lead the ritual. The thought of being alone again with him in a room filled me with great excitement; I couldn’t sleep thinking of what might happen. I arrived right on time. I was handed a simple white robe by one of the servants and led into an area where I washed myself carefully. The robe was designed to slip over the head like a flimsy cotton kaftan. I was instructed to remain naked underneath, which felt pretty strange because none of the cloth covered the sides of my body and there was barely anything to protect my modesty. Master Weston’s voice instructed me to enter the main space. I walked in to find him sitting on a bench, dressed in a beautifully-fitted, pure white suit with an entire wall of white, floor-to-ceiling curtains billowing behind him like some kind of film set. The sight was as awe-inspiring as it was unnervingly surreal. For the briefest moment, I wondered if I was somehow standing at the pearly gates, about to atone for my earthly sins. Master Weston looked up at me and smiled, proudly I think. I felt a million butterflies flapping in my stomach. He stood and walked up to me, informing me that I was due to be anointed and that I was required to do everything asked of me. The statement, of course, was music to my ears, and when he removed his suit jacket, unleashing his intoxicating scent into the room, my heart started pounding. He rolled up his sleeves and gathered up a series of metal containers from the corner of the room. It turned out that they were filled with warm oils with unfamiliar, heady aromas. Master Weston dipped a finger into one of them before drawing a line of oil across my forehead. He repeated the action on my ears, my nose, and my mouth. Before long, he’d rubbed oil into most parts of my body. Each line that he drew made me feel more at one with him, more respected somehow and, bizarrely, more like a man. He pushed my robe aside, and I was as good as naked. I felt no shame that my penis was hard and that it bounced and danced with increasing excitement every time Master Weston’s fingertips drifted onto a new zone of my body. I realized that strings of pre-cum were pouring uncontrollably from my penis, hanging from the tip like delicate chains of silver. There was no hiding that my body was in a state of extreme arousal. I desired Master Weston in a way which I couldn’t fully comprehend. He knelt in front of me and caught a long stream of pre-cum with his tongue, before taking my penis into his warm mouth. The sensation was mind-blowingly pleasurable. I began to tremble; waves of yearning sexual energy rolled up and down my body. At that moment, Master Weston instructed me to sit down on the bench, which was fine with me because my knees had started to buckle. He squatted down beneath me and brought my foot up onto his thigh, massaging oil into every part of it before gently sucking my toes. Then, he stood up and kissed me. The kiss was both passionate and respectful, and I longingly melted into his soft lips. I was his. He was mine. There was no one else in the world. He began to remove his clothes, slowly unbuttoning his shirt to reveal an impressive, bear-like body. The hairs were dark around his stomach and greyer around the chest. I dropped to my knees to serve him and he pushed his underwear down to reveal his stiffening member which I began to suck. It tasted wonderful and it responded to my hungry lips, doubling in size and becoming rock solid. I tried to get it as deep as I could into my mouth, even down into my throat, fighting the desperate urge to gag. He ordered me onto all fours and knelt behind me, rubbing his beard between my ass cheeks, and probing my hole with his talented tongue until I was desperate to feel his beautiful dick inside me. I didn’t need to wait long. He pressed himself against my hole, which immediately opened itself up for him. Moments later, he was in a push-up position above me, thrusting in and out, pounding me like a huge stag in heat, ramming his giant dick as far as he could into my guts. He knelt up behind me and I started to ride his dick as fast and as hard as I could, squeezing my ass muscles around his hard cock while he loudly moaned, groaned, and grunted. He turned me onto my back and I watched as his face took on a look of determination, almost as though his sudden new desire was to utterly ruin my ass. I grabbed hold of his nipples and twisted them as hard as I could with my fingertips until he was purring like a cat and then roaring like a lion. Moments later, he pulled his dick out of me and shot an immense load all over my stomach. Part of me was disappointed that he hadn’t cum inside me, but before I could dwell on that he pushed his dick back into me so that his powerful DNA could find its way into my bloodstream. He collapsed, utterly exhausted, onto my body, and we kissed passionately for what seemed forever, our bodies interwoven, connected mentally, physically, and now spiritually.
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Duration: 29:08
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Masonic Boys - Apprentice Serg Shepard - Chapter 2 - The Calling Mount Olive
Release Year: 2025
Studio: Masonic Boys
Cast: Kristopher Weston, Serg Shepard
Genres: anal, bareback, bear, breeding, coach, gay, oral, porn
It’s been a while now since my first encounter. It was with Master Figata and opened a whole new chapter of my life. He taught me, in a single, mind-blowing afternoon, the meaning of absolute pleasure, while simultaneously giving me a clear understanding of the path I need to pursue. However, the encounter has left me in some kind of personal quandary. What the Master did to me was beautiful, and intense, and I’ve been craving more of it ever since. I have been as patient as possible. I have knuckled down in classes and tried my hardest to be the best student here. I’ve also refrained entirely from pleasuring myself—it sounds dumb, but part of me feels that if I cave into my urge to spend every last second of my private time jerking myself into oblivion, I’ll be jinxing future opportunities or somehow lessening the impact of whatever’s destined to happen next. When I received notification of my calling, I figured that the time may have finally come. I got myself into quite a state as I walked across the complex to the designated office. Overcome with a mixture of fear and excitement, I ended up feeling so anxious that I undid the top button of my shirt just to breathe. I tried to push the tie knot back up in a way that didn’t make it look like the button was undone, but I knew I wasn’t making the right impression and that bothered me. I was surprised that it wasn’t Master Figata in the office; I’d assumed that he’d be exclusively in charge of my formal development. I was instead greeted by Master Weston, a man that I don't know quite as well. My only interaction with him happened about three weeks ago when he was seated next to me in the formal hall. Looking back, I guess he did seem a little more curious about me than I probably should have expected... He was considerably less warm with me this time. As I sat down in the office he was reading some sort of official file, which I assume was filled with information about me. I could feel the beads of anxious sweat prickling on my forehead. I wondered if it was too late to try to do my top button back up again. He asked if I still believed that I wasn’t attracted to men, and I confirmed that this was indeed the case. My encounter with Master Figata was, of course, something which could easily be defined as a man-to-man sexual encounter. It could also be argued to be a one-off; an elevated learning experience which doesn’t necessarily define me as gay. To be honest, I was utterly confused. I'd deliberately pushed any thoughts about carnal pleasure to the very back of my mind, refusing to entertain them for fear of them engulfing me. He handed me an ornate glass vessel and told me to drink the substance inside. It was like very pure water; there was no color, taste, or smell. Then, he told me to undress... I immediately felt a rush of adrenaline, wondering if Master Weston was about to do the same thing to me that Master Figata had done. Perhaps he was even planning to take things a little further. I may be inexperienced for my age, but I’ve seen a few naughty films on the internet, so I know what happens when two men have sex, and ever since Master Figata put that dildo into my ass, I’ve got quite a strong sense of what it might feel like to have something else pushed up there. I was rock-hard by the time I’d taken my pants off. I knew that my penis was tenting like crazy in my boxers, but I didn’t try to hide it because Master Figata taught me not to be embarrassed by that sort of thing. Master Weston certainly seemed to be quite impressed by what was happening down there. He kept glancing with an amused look on his face. And, of course, as I removed my shirt, my brain instantly started flooding with dirty thoughts about him. He looked so handsome in his suit and tie, he smelt amazing, and the more I focused on that, I became desperate to feel the bristles of his lustrous beard touching my skin. I was so hard that I had to push my dick back into my shorts. Master Weston moved towards me and started to touch me all over my body with just his fingertips. Every touch caused me to shiver; he was barely making contact, and yet I was aroused in a way I couldn’t even comprehend. My dick began to throb like crazy and before I knew what was happening, he’d dropped to his knees and was very slowly rolling my garments down. He instructed me to climb onto the desk. I instinctively knew that he wanted me to present myself to him, like prize-winning livestock at some sort of auction. It should have felt utterly humiliating, but I wanted to please him in any way that I could, so I extended my body, arched my back like a slut and thrust my ass towards him. At that moment, I heard him remove his jacket and roll his shirt sleeves up. Seconds later, I felt his beautiful salt-and-pepper beard tickling against my ass cheeks as he pushed his tongue deep into my hole. I heard the rustle of him removing his shirt and tie, and then felt him push what I assumed to be a finger into me. I glanced back at him and he smiled a big, broad, beautiful grin which made me feel remarkably special. At that moment, I would have walked to the end of the world for him. I heard the snap of his belt and the squeal of his zipper, followed by a hollow thud as his pants hit the ground. Moments later, he pulled me down from the desk and made me lean over it. I knew what was coming; I’d dreamed of the moment since Master Figata had used the dildo on me. The irony was that I had no idea how big Master Weston’s dick actually was. I hadn’t touched it, let alone even seen it. I’d noticed quite a large bulge in his trousers as he was touching me before, but I didn’t have a clue what I needed to prepare myself for. He didn’t waste any time. Seconds after he’d repositioned me on the edge of the desk, I felt him push himself in. There are so few words to explain what happened to my body at that moment. I started to shiver uncontrollably. It was brutal, intrusive, agonizing. But at the same time, it felt amazing. It was like something deep inside me had awakened. I wondered at what stage you officially lose your virginity. Is it when the dick first enters you, or when the guy starts pumping it in and out? Or is it when he shoots his load? It certainly didn’t take very long until he was thrusting in and out of me, which I guess is what you would call fucking. And, in no time at all, what he was doing had stopped hurting and started feeling really good… to the extent that I suddenly became desperate for him to go harder and faster. And, just like that, he did! It was insanely beautiful. No matter where you drew the line, I knew that I was losing my virginity right then. My body was humming and dancing and shaking and gasping. The harder he went, the more I wanted his big, raw cock. I wanted him to use me, to abuse me, to show me what my body was for. Then he pulled out and pushed me onto the table, kissing me passionately, his beard scratching against my chin and his tongue thrusting deep into my mouth. He pulled me onto my back and dragged me to the edge of the table so that he could thrust in and out while looking down at me. It was addictive. He was smiling, almost smugly, like the cat that got the mouse. I guess he knew it was my first time, and that he was my Master. I grabbed his big pop nipples and tweaked them real hard and he started to grunt and groan. Then I felt a powerful gush of semen bursting out of his giant cock and flooding my insides. If I hadn’t lost my virginity until that point, I had now. And it was as beautiful and spectacular as I’d imagined it would be. We were one and I was his, forever.
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Duration: 26:04
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