Masonic Boys – Chapter 1 – The Interview – Apprentice Basinger

Apprentice Basinger sat expectactantly, wondering with extreme anticipation what Grandmaster Wolf would ask him. Entrance into the Masonic Order wasn’t guaranteed, and Basinger knew that it would require greater amount than just a sunny smile and a gorgeous personality. Basinger had always pushed himself to be the finest, wanting to be seen as capable and reliable especially by his older mentors. Man knew the Masons offered him a chance to prove himself and be acquired into a larger fraternity of men much like himself. Of course, like anything else, gink did his best to prepare for the challenge and come with a strong, confident presentation. But once bloke saw Grandmaster Wolf, his fortitude was shaken. The tall, tempting older man stood a solid foot taller than the youthful initiate. Guy had a tight yet not unwelcoming appearance, reinforced by the great white suit this guy wore. Boy was practically like an archangel, delivering a message of warning and caution. Basinger felt man should tread lightly, not wanting to disappoint his interviewer, but deep down, lad found himself distracted by the way that guy looked at him. The questions started unsophisticated at first. Information about college and sports and activities fell out of Basinger’s face hole like they were pre-recorded deep in his lungs, set to auto-response from a lifetime of regurgitating the facts and details of what made him stand out amongst his peers. But what struck Basinger strange, setting him off his routine, was when Grandmaster Wolf began to ask him ’bout his sexuality. The older man didn’t come out directly and ask him if buddy was gay, but this guy hinted at the idea by asking if he’d ever been attracted to men. Basinger felt like this was a trap, one buddy had to avoid at all costs in order to get what this guy wanted. Gink denied every such feelings, knowing full well that bloke was in that very moment trying to suppress his arousal to the questioner. Grandmaster Wolf was no fool, in spite of this. Lad knew that Basinger was hiding something. Fellow could see the subtle ways in which Basinger would steal glances at his skin, eyeing the space between his thighs, even parting his lips ever so slightly as if in thought about what this spot concealed. Wolf knew buddy had to put Basinger to the assay. Gink told him to remove his dress , leaving just his sheer, white underwear on. Basinger was confused and reluctant at first, but Wolf’s words were delivered with such authority, Basinger was compelled to comply. And of course, Basinger was unscheduledly happy to do so. Wolf could see this Basinger was sporting a charming important member beneath his sheer underwear. The thin white fabric draped delicately over an impressive measurement of manhood sprouting upward. Learner Basinger didn’t know what to do, knowing this every objection could put his position in the order in jeopardy. So dude went along with Grandmaster Wolf’s instructions, answering his questions and sitting still in patience. When Grandmaster Wolf tied the young man’s hands behindhand his back, Basinger knew the interview was taking a direction man had not ready for. He’d heard rumors of the crazy diversified rituals and ceremonies the Masons performed, but dude didn’t think they were still in experience. Chap had supposed diversified archaic formalities would have been lost to modernization, keeping the organization more aligned with occupational pursuits and tradecraft. But as Basinger’s assumptions began to shatter, lad saw a dark spot appear on the cloth covering his python. It was a small, wet droplet forming against the white material of the underwear. Precum. Basinger was leaking precum onto his shorts, stimulated and aroused by the intimate way Grandmaster Wolf fastened him to the bench, keeping him in place. Basinger was confused and alarmed, but no greater amount so than when Grandmaster Wolf placed the tip of his long, powerful finger down on the spot, catching the liquid on his flesh and gently pulling it away in a silky, thin cord. Pupil Basinger didn’t know if Wolf would cast him out for that, but then, to his complete shock, Basinger watched as Grandmaster Wolf took the tip of his wetted finger and placed it in his throat. The boy trembled, not knowing what the older man was capable of, but finding himself in truth desperate to find out…

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