APPRENTICE STEELE Vol. 1 The Calling
It’s rare for the same master to do an apprentice's Interview and his Calling. There are many reasons why it is more appropriate. However, I really felt a connection with Zac. When the master assigned to his Calling had to cancel due to a minor health problem, I jumped at the chance to take his place. Zac expressed his happiness in seeing me again. That was reassuring. Obviously, he had passed the Interview, and he had come back. Those things did not necessarily reflect his feelings toward me, though. That was one of the reasons to have different men. These trials and initiations shouldn’t become personal. Of course, it wasn’t entirely impersonal for me, either. I had been the man to open the gates, quite literally, to a whole new way for this boy to see himself. That was barely foreplay. Now it would be my considerable pleasure to take his virginity, knowing that however many men enjoyed his body in the future, and I didn’t doubt there would be many, I would be the first. From that moment when a smile spread across his face when he came into the room and saw me, my cock was a steel spike encased in my tailored white trousers. I resisted the urge to smile back and ask him how he was. By rights, I should be another stranger to him, and I had to stick to the ritual script. My distance may have made him even more uncomfortable, but I did hope our familiarity would make what was to come easier. I asked the required questions and then told him to remove his clothes. I’m sure that wasn’t as much of a shock as it was the first time. I couldn’t tell from his expression whether he had hoped it would happen again. I doubt he suspected where it would lead this time.With the boy down to his undergarments, I stepped up behind him and began caressing his body. He really is a beautiful young man. Not too skinny, but not rushing toward bulking up as so many young men are eager to do. His graceful body is matched by a vulnerability in his eyes that just makes hugging him almost irresistible. It took all of my self-control to keep my distance. When I turned him to face me so that I could more easily slip my hands into his shorts and caress the ass that I was about to take, I was surprised when he literally melted into my chest, his body relaxing, his face pressed to the side of my neck.I could imagine my cologne imprinting on his mind. That is something he would take away from today’s ritual. I wear Grey Vetiver, and I hope the sharp grassy scent would always make him remember the cock that took his cherry. At least I felt sure that this would go well. It was clear he was mine to do with as I wished. As much of an aphrodisiac and ego fluff as that is, it is a responsibility as well. Having a young man that you barely know give himself to you before he even knows what you intend to do with him is a gift without price.I had him drink from the ritual cup to help him relax and then climb up on the desk. His skin is so pale and soft. My fingertips tingled when I stroked him. I moved behind him to look at his firm, round cheeks and the hole that I felt sure I was the only one to have touched. I leaned in, pressing my face into his cheeks, kissing and licking, worshipping his innocent body.It was time. I had him stand and bend over the desk. Sometimes you can tell the moment when things connect in a young man’s mind and he realizes what is about to happen. I didn’t see that in Zac; he just did as he was told without hesitation. When I thrust into him, he didn’t struggle, or cry out more than anyone else would. He was tight, but he opened up to let me in.He was amazing to fuck. I felt almost like our bodies were one instrument of pleasure. Every thrust brought moans from his lips. He was clearly overcome by the experience, as he should be. I turned him over onto his back, wanting to look into his eyes when I bred him, but he was too far away, lost in the sensation. My balls ached as I spilled my seed in him, giving him every drop my body could produce. Then my exhausted cock slipped out. It was over. A sticky white trickle of cum leaked out of his open hole. I wanted to fuck it back in, but my cock was limp, with nothing else to give.