Bishop Angus could see the young man’s face smiling and beaming with anticipation. He placed a hand on the boy’s backside, feeling his tiny, round butt in his pants. The apprentice practically fell back into his palm, wanting to feel every part of his hand on him.

When Bishop Angus told the young man to take off his clothes, it seemed more like permission than an order. Apprentice Young was quick to relieve himself of his dress shirt, tie, and pants, leaving just his sheer white undergarments covering his parts.

Bishop Angus lifted up his shirt to run his big, hairy hand over the boy’s smooth body. He was so small and so lean, he practically had the delicate quality of a lamb. But as the older man felt up his chest and down to his loins, he could feel the throbbing erection that his touch inspired. Where Apprentice Young was once too timid to even acknowledge his arousal, he was now fully embracing that affect that older man had on him.

Apprentice Young then helped Angus out of his suit, still stunned by the appearance of his broad, muscular chest. He was wider across his pecs than the apprentice was in his entire frame. As he saw the older man’s own garments, he was taken with the stark contrast between the crisp white fabric and the dark, dense hair covering his forearms and chest.

He was truly one of the most handsome men Apprentice Young had ever seen, and he was eagerly waiting for his opportunity to take him inside once more.

Bishop Angus took off the remainder of the apprentice’s clothing, leaving him completely bare and ready for service. The young man followed the older daddy’s commands and leaned over a nearby daybed. Bishop Angus brought his crotch right up to the apprentice’s mouth, giving him a face full of his throbbing meat.

The hungry young man happily inhaled the warm musk of the rugged bear, watching as he pulled his thick shaft through his underwear. Apprentice Young didn’t need a second command to know what he had to do next. He brought the veiny tool to his mouth and exhaled on it as it filled his throat.

Tears began to trickle down the apprentice’s face, feeling the initial discomfort of having a foreign object lodged in his skull. He quickly wiped his face clear of the wetness, getting back to servicing the older man and keeping him wet and hard. Apprentice Young knew it was going right into his hole shortly after, so the wetter he could make it, the easier it would go inside.

Apprentice Young was surprised by how quickly Bishop Angus moved to prepare to breed him. The big man turned the boy around, resting his ass on the arm of the daybed, presented up like it was just a hole for him to use.

Apprentice Young braced himself in place, looking forward in a focused stare as he felt the thick, rigid digit of Bishop Angus’ finger stirring up his hole. He was tighter than he thought, feeling the slight sting of the split of his sphincter as Angus tested him out. Young let out shallow breaths, readying himself for what was coming, knowing there was nothing left for him to do but wait to be penetrated.

When Bishop Angus brought the smooth tip of his manhood to the boy’s hole, Apprentice Young let out a thrilled breath, excited to be getting what he wanted, but also enduring the intense sensation of being stretched open.

Young did all he could to keep himself in place and not fall forward as the beefy man pushed into him. His size and power was enough to fuck him across the room if he wasn’t careful, but Angus and Young were no strangers to each other at this point. Bishop Angus knew how to pace his thrust and Apprentice Young knew how to counter the force of the big man’s penetration.

It took a moment for the young man to get relaxed enough to take Angus all the way in, but once he let go of his own concerns and focused entirely on the older man’s he felt a flood of pleasure and purpose that made it feel like something powerful and meaningful. Not only was he about to be inseminated, but he knew he was about to receive his prize: ordination. Of course, all he had to do was withstand the hairy bear’s explosive thrusts…