Master Stone, on the other hand, has intrigued me from the moment I arrived here. He is, without a shadow of doubt, one of the most charismatic men I’ve ever met. He exists in a unique space where height, experience, age, handsomeness, charm and aloofness combine to create extraordinary potency. I look at him and see a man I want to be in twenty or so years. It is always an honor to watch him at work, and when I’m in his presence, I can’t fail but to raise my game.

Young Devall was escorted into one of the darkest chambers in the complex and presented for inspection, bathed in a bright light, on all fours on a spinning circular platform, blindfolded and wearing just his underwear, wrists tied behind his back. On entering the space, my first observation was how remarkable his posture was. There was something impressively statuesque about the way he calmly presented himself to us, back straight, bravely awaiting orders, taking everything very much in his stride. Our task was merely to test his trust in us and his ability to submit obediently, unflinchingly and without hesitation.

Stone and I were dressed smartly in black suits. Stone, of course, wore a red tie to demonstrate both his superiority and his individuality. We approached the boy silently, and immediately began to touch him as sensuously as we could, running our hands across his head, legs, torso and groin, plunging our fingers underneath his undershirt until he shuddered with expectation and delight. Being blindfolded is an erotic experience at the best of times, but having four hands massage you while blindfolded is surely about as good as it gets. Devall’s tender body broke into goosebumps and he was soon gasping feverishly.

I removed my jacket, perhaps a little prematurely, but I could feel my dick stiffening remarkably in my pants; a large, pulsating, diagonal bulge was now pushing its way towards my pocket, and it was impossible to ignore it. It’s hard to know if I was more turned on by Stone or young Devall. The truth is that the chemistry within the chamber was almost overwhelming. I looked across at Master Stone, who’d backed away from the boy and was removing his jacket as well. As he took it off, the room instantly filled with the masculine aroma of his expensive trademark scent; a scent which follows him down corridors, a scent which makes me feel giddy and horny every time I smell it.

I watched as he stepped forward again and began to play with the apprentice, turning him around on the circular platform to view him from different angles. He plainly liked what he saw. I watched his penis growing considerably in his pants as he pushed one of his long, masculine fingers down the back of the boy’s underpants, toying with his tight hole as a look of dark, lustful desire crept across his face. Devall’s breathing became labored as Master Stone turned him around on the platform again and used his thumb to delicately trace the outline of the boy’s facial features.

I pressed my body against the young apprentice’s back and he instantly responded by pushing his tied hands against the bulge in my pants, his fingers splaying out and rippling pleasingly over my shaft. I thrusted myself into the palm of his hand, watching Stone as he seductively undid his tie and tantalizingly unbuttoned his shirt.

The boy, of course, was as hard as a rock. He didn’t know where we were going to touch him next. I grabbed his beautifully-curved penis with my hand and gave it a little of the attention it was plainly craving, watching with fascination as bubbles of pre-cum pushed out of the tip and formed on the fabric of his underpants. I pushed him down and spun the platform around again so that his peachy ass was at the level of Stone’s dick, which was tenting magnificently in his boxers.

As Master Stone pulled the boy’s underpants down and inspected his ass, I began to undress myself. Stone certainly took his time with this particular aspect of the ritual, pushing the apprentice’s meaty ass cheeks apart and studying his hole with great interest and reverence while his own dick twitched and danced. The sight was intensely exciting and compelled me to pull my pants down. Stone glanced over at my dick, which was fighting valiantly with the fabric of my underwear. He smiled gently, slipping out of his undershirt and exposed his tanned, chunky torso before gently untying the boy’s hands.

We then turned Devall onto his back and pushed his legs into the air, spinning him around on the table so that his ass was level with the enticing bulge in Stone’s underpants. Master Stone toyed and flirted with him, constantly running his bulge between Devall’s firm ass cheeks until the boy’s hole was twitching with excitement and readiness. Then Stone pushed his underpants down, his dick literally flying out into the open, bouncing off of Devall’s ass cheeks; so hard and blatantly so keen to fuck.

Within seconds, he was pushing his penis into the boy’s ass and both were groaning with what almost sounded like extraordinary relief. It was as though both of their bodies had craved this moment. It was a meeting of desperate desire; a fulfilment of sexual destiny. Stone began to thrust in and out of Devall’s beautiful ass. It was a sight I would have paid good money to watch on film - yet I was lucky enough to have a front row seat. My penis has seldom been so hard. Periodically, Stone would look up at me and smile almost goading, like the cat that got the cream, knowing he held all the cards. I’d only be able to take my turn if he was gracious enough to allow it.

Eventually, he pulled out and gestured for me to take his place. My dick, of course, instantly leapt with excitement. I stood between the boy’s legs looking down and seeing a mixture of saliva and pre-cum glistening around his hole, before sinking my eight-inch penis into him, feeling a wave of intense joy surging through my body which darned well nearly made me cum there and then. I was so incredibly turned on that I knew I could only bang the boy with shallow strokes or else I was sure to blow my load.

The deeper I got, the closer the inevitable became. Stone, meanwhile, was frenziedly jerking his dick, his breathing real shallow, indicating that he too was fighting with a desire to cum. I glanced across at him and saw him suddenly jerking real fast, and then, just like that, he roared like a lion as ribbons of semen flew out of him, all over Devall’s cheek and neck.

Seeing him losing control like that was a stunning sight which instantly made me pick up the pace of my strokes and within seconds my dick had exploded helplessly into the boy, coating his innocent insides with jets of precious cum.