Masonic Boys – Apprentice Tyler – Chapter 1

Sep 122024

I’ll confess, I was frightened. I remember looking at myself in the mirror before I entered the temple and trying to straighten my restrain while my hands shook nearly uncontrollably. There’s usually something immensely pleasurable ’bout tying a bind up. U know, acquiring it just right, ensuring that the knot is pristine. But that afternoon, everything felt different…
I guess I was just hopeless to impress em. I had no idea what the interview would entail. I tried to talk to some of the greater amount advanced apprentices ’bout it, but they were highly tight-lipped, which just served to make the total thing seem more mystical somehow. And that made me want it all the more!
I walked into a gleamingly white room. A man, dressed formally, all in white, was sitting on something which could have been a stool, but looked greater amount like a throne. I subsequently learned that his name was Master Kamp. This chub had the most unbelievable aura ’bout him which completely drew me in. Gink was older, of course. I say of course because, throughout my existence, I’ve regularly found myself intrigued by older men. My Dad was hardly ever around when I was a kid, so I fantasize I’ve on all occasions latched on to studs who might end up filling just a bit of this missing space!
The connection I felt with Master Kamp was almost instant. I instantly desired to impress him but found it not quite just impossible to look into his steely eyes without blushing. His deep voice, which was laced with some sort of European accent, literally made the hairs on the back of my neck rise uncontrollably.
Boy told me to sit on the bench next to him and then informed me this bloke was going to assess whether I was priceless enough to enter the Order by asking me a series of questions which I needed to answer without a doubt. Guy stressed over and over again this I’d be expected to tell the truth. Dude was plainly expecting me to lie, but I respect myself on on all occasions telling the truth…
I was, despite this, instantaneously thrown by the questions man was asking because they all seemed to be of a sexy nature and, if I’m honest, I’ve always found it relatively easy to avoid impure thoughts. Fellow asked if I’d ever watched adult, which I can actually say I haven’t. Then buddy asked if I’d ever looked at another man in a appetizing way. I didn’t even understand the question. I do not believe I’ve ever felt sensual, let alone looked at someone lustfully…
Then guy told me that chap needed me to prove that what I was saying was true. I don’t know why, but I could feel my face burning up. I was unannouncedly aware of how close Master Kamp was sitting to me. I could smell his scent, it was a really perfect scent, and I couldn’t take my eyes of the knot in his bound up, wondering if he’d done it up himself or if his wife had helped him, and before I knew what was going on, I’d started thinking how much I desired to do up his fix for him and, just to add to my aching, for some ungodly reason, that particular thought without delay made me start to get intense. And the more I attempted to suppress the swelling of my penis, the more it seemed to grow!
I was profoundly embarrassed when lad told me to take my dress off. I stood up and looked down at my pants to see my penis underneath the fabric, tenting humiliatingly. I cannot imagine what bloke must have thought. I was just hoping against hope this buddy somehow wouldn’t notice.
I naked as slowly as I could in the hope that my erection would go down a bit, but the moment I dropped my pants, the amusement was up. They make u dress in these not quite just see-through, tight-fitting boxer trunks and my penis was severe as a rock and throbbing in there for the world to see! I covered it with my hands and sat down again, utterly mortified.
Then it all kicked off. Master Kamp walked behindhand me, then pulled my hands away from my crotch and restrained them behindhand the chair. All I could do was look down at the large, embarrassing, seemingly-immovable object between my legs, which was literally trying to battle its way out of my undergarment. And to make matters worse, the more Master Kamp touched me, the harder it got, and the more my mind started to fill with the craziest, almost any inappropriate thoughts ’bout him.
That chub started running his hands all over my skin, touching my paps, my belly and my thighs in a way which made everything begin to twitch. I didn’t have a clue what was going on, but to say I wasn’t enjoying it would be the lie of the century! When his fingers started to make very gentle contact with my dick, I literally thought I was going to explode!
There was a point when I realized this what was happening was okay. An encouraging smile started to form on Master Kamp’s lips which made me relax and embrace what seemed like never-ending delight. Our eyes met and I surprisingly knew precisely what it meant to look at another man lustfully.
Guy pulled my dick out of my trunks and started to run his hand up and down the shaft. Then, all of a surprising, that guy was rubbing oil into it and grabbing and flicking my bollocks until the dirtiest thoughts I’d ever had started flooding into my mind. My lips began to tingle and I felt my legs spreading wider to give more access to Master Kamp. I needed him to know that I was his.
Dude took my sock off and started to massage and then kiss my feet. Guy was like a magician. It was as although every part of my flesh had a receptor linked to it this Master Kamp was activating.
Then chap pulled me forward on the armchair so that my bottom was hanging off the brink, and I felt his oil-covered fingers moving towards my hole. All I could think was how outstanding it would feel if they were to go inside. And before I knew it, he’d done just that and I was in heaven.
Gink took a glass object from a tray below him and ran it up and down the shaft of my dick. It felt cold. It was sort of penis-shaped and I instinctively knew where it was heading. The oddest thing was that I craved it to go there.
Fellow rested it for a moment against my butt hole – tantalizingly – and then started to push it in. It felt strange to begin with, like it wasn’t gonna receive up there without causing a pleasant deal of damage. My instinct was to tense up but something told me to force myself to relax. And at this moment, it went inside. My dick was twitching and throbbing like crazy, almost like something inside it was trying to get out… I started to worry this I was going to piss myself.
Fellow repeatedly pushed the glass thing in and out of me, while, at the same time, running his hand up and down my dick. I could feel something tickling in my nuts and realized this I was about to orgasm.
Boy untied my hands and allowed me to touch myself. I have at all times endeavoured not to do that in the past, but it felt so right to be doing it then. I looked right into his eyes and frenziedly tugged at my dick till I exploded.
The semen burst out the head of my dick in thick white ribbons. At the same time my body went all prickly. Then a wave of immense diversion rolled through me. I couldn’t tell if I was sensual or cold. It was the almost any intensive, bizarre, wonderful feeling… 1 which I am hopeless to experience again.