More than anything, his ordination now meant he would get more of this. If he was being honest with himself, this became his primary goal: to be inseminated again and again. But something about the secrecy of the order made it more appealing that just seeking out sex on his own.

When he arrived at the hall to receive his ordination, he was greeted by Grandmaster Angus. The beefy man had the remarkable ability to seem just as sexually powerful fully clothed in his crisp, clean white suit as he did when fully naked. The creeping hints of his hairiness on his hands and face teased the apprentice’s imagination, making him eager to see him naked again.

It didn’t take long for the two of them to find their privacy, away from all others. Blue came dressed appropriately in his shirt and tie, but Grandmaster Angus seemed more interested in stripping off his clothes than appreciating his respectful attire and manner. Blue was solemn and serious, ready for his ordination, somewhat surprised at Angus’ dispensing with ritual.

Blue was excited but uneasy, finding comfort in the tradition and formality of the ceremonies. He tried to find his footing with the older man, continuing to show deference to him as he continued to remove his clothes. Blue’s loins were aroused despite his nerves, something of which Grandmaster Angus was keen to take full advantage.

Grabbing at his member possessively, Blue felt a strange feeling run over his spine. It was a tingling sensation that practically took him out of his body. He realized what it was. He wasn’t disconnecting from his body out of fear, but of respect. He understood now. His body was not his own. It belonged to Grandmaster Angus. To the brotherhood. To the masonic order.

As the older man dropped to his knees and began sucking on his shaft, Blue appreciated what all this was for. The young man knew his place… to be his. To serve Angus and be used by him as he saw fit. It excited him, and made him eager for more.

Angus removed his suit, revealing his broad, furred chest. It was powerful and masculine, boasting two suckable nipples and a salt and pepper covering that suggested experience. It made Blue’s mouth water and provided a perfect trail for his eyes to follow. Downward his gaze fell until he saw his prize: the thick, throbbing bulge in his undergarments.

The apprentice dropped to his knees just as Angus had done, ravenously bringing his manhood to his lips. It tasted salty and sweet at the same time, dripping pre-cum from the tip and giving Blue a sample of his precious load.

The grandmaster didn’t spare too many drops in the boy’s throat. Once he was hard and wet, he turned Blue around, placing him on all fours, getting him into a proper breeding position. Blue knew well how to arch his back and present his hole, now well trained by the men who guided him on his path. As Angus lapped at his hole and prepared him to be fucked, the young man looked back, seeing the older man’s beard disappear between his cheeks, teasing him with pleasure as he mentally readied himself for insemination.

Like a bull saddling up behind his mate, Grandmaster Angus carried his broad, hefty body behind Blue, dominating him in size as well as in spirit. The young man trembled as he felt the familiar rough hands grip onto his smooth, soft hips, the cool metallic feel of his ring sending the fine hairs of his spine on end. He wanted to be fucked badly, but he was also afraid of that desire.

Before Apprentice Blue could second guess his feelings, he felt the firm pressing of the older man’s cock up against his sphincter. It moved snugly between his cheeks, breaking through his body until it found a path deep into his insides. The pressure sent a warmth through the young man’s body, activating every muscle inside and out to make way for the powerful daddy’s manhood.

In an instant, all of Blue’s reservations and hesitations fell away and all that was left was the feeling of the fuck. Deep inside, rubbing against his prostate, and further down into his soul, he felt his purpose. He was a vessel. A receptacle. A willing supplicant to his grand master, seeking only his seed.

Angus started off slow, but his own purpose was clear. The young apprentice needed to be bred and bred hard! He’d earned it and this would seal his place in the brotherhood forever. As he held onto Blue’s ankles, keeping him locked in place as his shaft moved in and out of the boy’s tight hole, he felt his seed churning in his loins, ready to be released...