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Description: Standing in front of a large mahogany door, Apprentice Woodz nervously awaited his call to perform the next trial. He was naked, his athletic frame on full display. He told himself that he hadn’t enjoyed his progression into the Order, but his long straight erection betrayed him. He had unlocked a portion of his mind he thought he had thrown away the key to, years ago. From the moment Master Kamp’s large, calloused hand touched his youthful cock straining in his garment, he understood his life’s purpose was to be of service to older men; to service older men. Apprentice Woodz knew if he didn’t clear his mind to calm his excitement, he would climax the moment he was touched. He tried studying the carvings on the door before him, a depiction of Adam and Eve settling in Adam-ondi-Ahman. Apprentice Woodz’ face inched towards the carving, staring at how carefully the backside of Adam had been created. His fingers lightly traveled along the curvature of his buttock, causing the apprentice’s cock to pulse. Looking away from the door, he glanced at his bare feet shifting from one foot to another due to the cold white marble flooring. It caused his hardon to bounce and sway with his changing stance. He felt a warm, spring breeze flow over his ass cheeks, triggering him to shiver with pleasure while goosebumps formed over his body. He thought back to last spring, before he began this journey with the Order. Hiking with his family through Zion Canyon and ending the day in a hot spring. He was innocent. Naive. Unknown to the carnal pleasures of the flesh. Particularly, bent forward, his waist grasped between two strong hands, feeling the rubbery blunt heat of a man’s engorged penis entering him, slowly filling him until the coarse manly hair surrounding his penetrator’s cock, met with the outwardly turned lips of his parted asshole. SNAP! Apprentice Woodz quickly turned around. His erection smacked hard against his thigh, flinging a trail of precum down his leg and filling the marble hall with a “thud” echo. Standing in front of him was Master Kamp, dressed completely in white. Apprentice Woodz couldn’t help but become hypnotized by how the material highlighted every muscle of Master Kamp’s frame. Almost too perfectly, like his outfit was painted on him. Master Kamp snapped again. Instinct took over Apprentice Woodz’ body and he dropped to his knees. With head bowed, he crawls into the glowing white room, stopping between the legs of the man sitting on the bed in the center of the room. He slowly lifted his head to see Master Scott. Lifting up the apprentice, Master Scott explores his body. He runs his hands across the swelling pecs, over his six-pack and down the v-line of the younger man’s lower stomach stopping at the erection aimed at his face. Master Scott becomes enraptured by the powerful cock. He cups the shaven sack filled with heavy testicles, pulled up high towards his groin. He could tell the youth was close to shooting his seed. “Kneel.” Again, Apprentice Woodz takes his place between the master’s outspread thighs. “Let’s begin by washing my feet.” One at a time, Apprentice Woodz removes Master Scott’s socks before slowly cleansing the man’s feet. A symbolic act of service, a willingness to do the work most considered beneath them. Standing the apprentice again, he is told, “You will now undress me.” As Apprentice Woodz begins unbuttoning and removing Master Scott’s clothing, his fur-covered muscular body presents itself. Apprentice Woodz presses his head against the master’s torso, breathing in his masculinity and rubbing his face across his hairy stomach. He slides his hands under the waist of Master Scott’s garment pulling them down, revealing a cock so thick, he could barely wrap his hands around it. Ceremoniously lifting it to his mouth, he cleanses the manhood with his tongue. Master Scott takes a vial of holy oil and begins covering his organ in the sacred lubricant, while reaching behind Apprentice Woodz and coating his manly opening at the same time. Master Kamp and Patriarch Smith observed from behind as Apprentice Woodz gently impaled himself on Master Scott’s anointed penis. Once the cock is fully engulfed by his internal warmth, Apprentice Woodz begins working himself up and down Master Scott’s length, riding the man, until his hole is accustomed to his size and ready for fucking. Apprentice Woodz presents himself on his hands and knees. His youthful plump ass lifted high, encouraging the master to enter him again. His smooth hole no longer puts up a resistance to being penetrated, master now slides in easily. Apprentice Woodz watches over his shoulder as the master fucks him deep, causing the young man to smile and moan in ecstasy. Master Scott smacks the ass he is long dicking, making it tighten slightly on his cock. Nearing their orgasms, the pair changes position one last time. Master Scott lays on his back as Apprentice Woodz climbs on top and takes the entirety of Master Scott’s cock, only resting when his smooth balls are being teased by stomach hair. Master Scott takes hold of Apprentice Woodz’ waist and starts thrusting deeper and harder than before, mercilessly plowing the young man. Looking into Apprentice Woodz’ eyes, he announces he is going to cum and commences to inject the willing hole with his semen. Apprentice Woodz leans forward and kisses Master Scott passionately, a silent “thank you” for using his hole for the master’s pleasure and entrusting him as a vessel to carry his seed. Master Scott runs his fingers alongside the hole his cock was resting inside of. Covered in the combination of juices the two men created together, he marks Apprentice Woodz’ forehead with the mixture. Thus, signifying the completion of another successful trial and confirming his continued commitment to The Order.

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