Even as he passed his father in the hallway, also smelling of the woods and the fire, the two said nothing, retreating to their separate beds without saying a word beyond “good night.”

After that evening, Austin felt different. Not only did he feel like he had a secret he had to keep above all else, he felt a new stirring in his body. The penetration of the stranger’s cock inside his hole and the insemination that followed gave him sensations he’d never experienced before.

He never knew what it was like to be fucked and filled, used by an older man for pleasure and left to carry his seed. It was shocking and terrifying at first, but by the end, he found himself riding a wave of pleasure unlike anything he could have ever imagined.

He found himself waking up in the night, rock hard and dripping pre-cum, thinking about the moment his hole was pried open and dominated by the thick member of the older man who possessed him.

The fluid on his cock felt amazing, compelling him to stroke himself and bring himself to climax. It was exciting and naughty, playing with himself as he remembered every detail of the night of his first fuck. It wasn’t until he met with Master Oaks that he got the chance to feel that sensation again.

Austin was asked to meet with the older man to go through his next inspection, bringing him closer to full membership of the brotherhood. Once again, Austin was driven by his father, leading to an awkward car ride as neither mentioned what was about to happen. Austin felt himself getting aroused as they got closer, feeling his cock begin to harden secretly within his dress pants. But he kept quiet, fulfilling the expectations of the masters.

Master Oaks was very different from Master Kamp. He was a little younger, but still crowned with a head of salt and pepper hair. He was clean shaven, smelling like expensive aftershave whenever he got close to Austin. He was fairly tall and lean, reminding Austin of some of the more handsome fathers of his friends growing up. Despite feeling more familiar, Oaks had the same determined and focused look on his face that Kamp had, assessing the boy in his mind as he looked over his papers.

Austin sat in silence, waiting for Oaks to address him. It was the same pregnant stillness that he felt in the car with his dad. When Oaks turned to him, he gave him an interrogating look that made Austin uneasy, making it hard for him to answer his questions.

“Do you submit that you’re still not attracted to men?” Master Oaks asked. It was the first thing to come out of his mouth, making Austin sweat bullets. It was as if he knew what he was thinking. As if he knew about his fantasies, his late night masturbations, and the way he felt when he was fucked. Austin’s response was to deny it, but his rejection sounded hollow and unconvincing.

“Stand up,” Oaks ordered. The older man watched Austin rise to his feet. As he did, Oaks stood as well. The man towered over him, making Austin feel small and helpless. He stood close to him, approaching him and intimidating him with his size. He smelt amazing. Strong and masculine, but refined. He was powerful. Full of authority. It made Austin a little nervous, but his cock practically stood straight up in his pants. Oaks seemed to notice, reaching down and grabbing it without any hesitation.

“You sure you’re not aroused by men?” Oaks massaged his bulge, seeing Austin tremble at being groped so freely. Austin had learned to go with the process, let himself be fondled and do what his elders told him to do. After all, he wanted their approval.

Master Oaks began to take off Austin’s shirt, watching the boy’s eyes look up at him with trepidation. Austin didn’t know what he would be asked to do, but he’d already resigned himself to it. A mix of hope, fear, desire, and anxiety clouded the boy’s mind, making him practically disassociate from the fact that he was being stripped naked once again in front of a strange, older man.

When Master Oaks pulled out his cock, Austin felt goosebumps move up his neck and arms. He played with it for a moment, feeling its warmth and girth. Austin’s nipples were soft and puffy as they became erect on his chest. He was a beautiful boy, so pure and young. Master Oaks was more than pleased, and eager to try him out for himself.

The older man placed him on his desk on all fours, examining him as he’d done many others before. Austin was so small he fit perfectly on top, like an ornament. Master Oaks couldn’t believe his size, finding it hard to believe he was as grown as the others claimed. As he walked around him, touching and inspecting him, he came to appreciate his smooth skin, his soft, round ass, and his pouty, kissable mouth.

But it was Austin’s hole that grabbed his attention. Master Oaks saw how tight and smooth it was. He knew it had only been fucked once by Grandmaster Angus while the boy was tied up and blindfolded--something not even Austin knew. He wanted to feel for himself, but more importantly, he wanted to see the look on Austin’s face when he could see who was fucking him.

He put Austin back on the floor, standing him up before bending him over the desk. He was so short he had to put himself up on his toes to reach the desk’s height. Even then, Master Oaks found it easier to lift up one of his legs and rest it on top.

Master Oaks looked at the beautiful way Austin’s cheeks spread, revealing his hole as he tried to keep himself in place. He took off his shirt, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his cock. It was wet with precum, aroused by the boy’s beautiful body. With one hand, Master Oaks stroked himself, getting harder with each gesture as he massaged the boy’s hole with the other.

Austin knew what was about to happen, and he wanted it badly. He was nervous, knowing that he was going to get fucked once more, but was happy that he could see his top. Oaks was a bit cold and controlling, but Austin found that to be so incredibly hot. His cock rested on the desk, leaking its own fluids as he braced himself for penetration.

Master Oaks held his cock up to Austin’s hole, feeling it submit to his presence. It didn’t take more than a firm, solid push for it to break into his ass, filling him with a few inches of his manhood. Austin let out a moan from deep inside. He felt the heat of the man’s cock make its way further into his body, controlling him from the inside just as expertly as he had on the outside. Master Oaks pushed further, bringing the fullness of his cock to the boy’s hole, meeting his heavy, cum-filled balls to the mouth of his ass.

Oaks didn’t hesitate to begin fucking him. It wasn’t the boy’s first time, and he knew he could take it. He put a hand on his tiny waist, drilling him again and again as the boy’s body learned to take him. Austin looked back, wanting to see Master Oaks as he fucked him. The older man met his gaze, looking deep into his eyes like he was seeing his soul. He was there, hard and firm inside him, and Austin would have no doubt who it was that was taking his hole...