APPRENTICE SHEPARD Chapter 10 – Personal Priesthood Interview
I’m on the verge of graduation, so close I can almost taste it. Soon, my training will be complete, and the world will be mine to conquer. Earlier today, Master Reece Scott summoned me for my personal priesthood interview. I hold Master Scott in high regard—he’s both a mentor and a confidant—so I was thrilled to learn he would be conducting this crucial interview. However, the path of apprenticeship is full of surprises, and the masters always find ways to keep you on your toes, no matter how experienced you think you are.
Upon arriving in the antechamber this afternoon, I was instructed by a servant to strip down to my underwear and was then blindfolded. I was led into the chamber, told to kneel on what felt like a platform, and then left alone. Time seemed to stand still as I knelt there, blindfolded, my heart pounding, trying to regulate my breathing. Eventually, a sense of calm washed over me. I’ve learned here that sometimes you just have to accept what’s destined to happen. The curiosity and anticipation of the situation unexpectedly aroused me, and I could feel my dick throbbing in my underpants. I couldn’t help but touch myself.
Suddenly, a hand touched me out of nowhere. I hadn’t heard anyone enter, so they must have been there all along. The familiar scent confirmed it was Master Scott, and my dick pulsed even harder, remembering our past encounters. His touch was intensely sensual and erotic. I heard him undressing, his soft words of encouragement confirming his identity. I imagined his handsome features—his beautiful moustache, gently greying hair, and hairy chest. He removed his tie, and I heard his shirt hit the floor. Moments later, he pushed my hands above my head, rolled up my undershirt, and stroked my chest before binding my wrists behind my back with his tie.
He pushed me forward, exposing my naked ass, playing with my balls and hole until I was twitching with lust. Then he lifted me back to my knees, his moustache tickling my lip as he kissed me passionately. Kissing, to me, is the most erotic act, a sign of vulnerability and trust.
Master Scott knelt behind me, kissing my butt cheeks and running his tongue over my hole until I was desperate to feel him inside me. He massaged warm oils into my dick, and I heard him unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. The thought of his huge, veiny cock throbbing with desire was exhilarating. Finally, I felt his dick brush against my hole, and the exquisite, breathtaking sensation of him entering me. He took his time, inching his raw dick in and out, driving me wild with intensity. It was pure ecstasy.
He lifted me up, kissed me from behind, and then ordered me onto my back, untying my hands. Still blindfolded, I had no idea how big the platform was. He played with me a moment longer before uttering words that blew my mind: “I’m going to have a friend join us…”
My mind raced with possibilities. I heard someone moving towards us, realizing they had been there all along, watching in silence. My senses were heightened, and Master Scott’s touch felt like the most important thing in the world. I heard the stranger undoing his belt, the sound sending waves of excitement through me. Master Scott pushed his dick into me again, and I found myself shivering uncontrollably. The stranger moved to my side, guiding my mouth to his groin. His manly scent was familiar yet alluring, driving me wild. As I sucked him, he groaned, his voice low and commanding: “Bring the boy to me…”
The bench moved, and I realized I had turned 180 degrees. Master Scott’s dick was now by my mouth, and the stranger was playing with my ass. Within seconds, he was inside me, the intensity of being fucked bareback by a stranger overwhelming. Master Scott kissed me, and I grabbed my dick, the experience extraordinary and life-changing. The stranger fucked me harder, his identity a mystery. I couldn’t hold back any longer and asked if I could cum. With Scott’s whispered yes, I exploded, my body spasming as semen flew out of me. The stranger pulled out, his warm spunk landing on my belly and rolling down my cock. He ran his fingers through our combined sperm, gliding them across my forehead and lips before kissing me tenderly.
And then, just like that, they both vanished, leaving me to my thoughts, a servant removing my blindfold, and the mystery of who had been inside me unsolved.
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APPRENTICE SHEPARD Chapter 10 – Personal Priesthood Interview
I’m on the verge of graduation, so close I can almost taste it. Soon, my training will be complete, and the world will be mine to conquer. Earlier today, Master Reece Scott summoned me for my personal priesthood interview. I hold Master Scott in high regard—he’s both a mentor and a confidant—so I was thrilled to learn he would be conducting this crucial interview. However, the path of apprenticeship is full of surprises, and the masters always find ways to keep you on your toes, no matter how experienced you think you are.
Upon arriving in the antechamber this afternoon, I was instructed by a servant to strip down to my underwear and was then blindfolded. I was led into the chamber, told to kneel on what felt like a platform, and then left alone. Time seemed to stand still as I knelt there, blindfolded, my heart pounding, trying to regulate my breathing. Eventually, a sense of calm washed over me. I’ve learned here that sometimes you just have to accept what’s destined to happen. The curiosity and anticipation of the situation unexpectedly aroused me, and I could feel my dick throbbing in my underpants. I couldn’t help but touch myself.
Suddenly, a hand touched me out of nowhere. I hadn’t heard anyone enter, so they must have been there all along. The familiar scent confirmed it was Master Scott, and my dick pulsed even harder, remembering our past encounters. His touch was intensely sensual and erotic. I heard him undressing, his soft words of encouragement confirming his identity. I imagined his handsome features—his beautiful moustache, gently greying hair, and hairy chest. He removed his tie, and I heard his shirt hit the floor. Moments later, he pushed my hands above my head, rolled up my undershirt, and stroked my chest before binding my wrists behind my back with his tie.
He pushed me forward, exposing my naked ass, playing with my balls and hole until I was twitching with lust. Then he lifted me back to my knees, his moustache tickling my lip as he kissed me passionately. Kissing, to me, is the most erotic act, a sign of vulnerability and trust.
Master Scott knelt behind me, kissing my butt cheeks and running his tongue over my hole until I was desperate to feel him inside me. He massaged warm oils into my dick, and I heard him unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. The thought of his huge, veiny cock throbbing with desire was exhilarating. Finally, I felt his dick brush against my hole, and the exquisite, breathtaking sensation of him entering me. He took his time, inching his raw dick in and out, driving me wild with intensity. It was pure ecstasy.
He lifted me up, kissed me from behind, and then ordered me onto my back, untying my hands. Still blindfolded, I had no idea how big the platform was. He played with me a moment longer before uttering words that blew my mind: “I’m going to have a friend join us…”
My mind raced with possibilities. I heard someone moving towards us, realizing they had been there all along, watching in silence. My senses were heightened, and Master Scott’s touch felt like the most important thing in the world. I heard the stranger undoing his belt, the sound sending waves of excitement through me. Master Scott pushed his dick into me again, and I found myself shivering uncontrollably. The stranger moved to my side, guiding my mouth to his groin. His manly scent was familiar yet alluring, driving me wild. As I sucked him, he groaned, his voice low and commanding: “Bring the boy to me…”
The bench moved, and I realized I had turned 180 degrees. Master Scott’s dick was now by my mouth, and the stranger was playing with my ass. Within seconds, he was inside me, the intensity of being fucked bareback by a stranger overwhelming. Master Scott kissed me, and I grabbed my dick, the experience extraordinary and life-changing. The stranger fucked me harder, his identity a mystery. I couldn’t hold back any longer and asked if I could cum. With Scott’s whispered yes, I exploded, my body spasming as semen flew out of me. The stranger pulled out, his warm spunk landing on my belly and rolling down my cock. He ran his fingers through our combined sperm, gliding them across my forehead and lips before kissing me tenderly.
And then, just like that, they both vanished, leaving me to my thoughts, a servant removing my blindfold, and the mystery of who had been inside me unsolved.