Ever since overseeing his Second Anointing, I’ve wanted to spend more time with Apprentice Devall. He’s a popular boy, however, and there’s always a long queue of masters waiting to take him to the next stage of his journey. He is, afterall, utterly exquisite. He has a beautiful complexion, a stunning profile, he’s always immaculately turned out with his neat little body and the most perfect cock which is always rock hard and ready for adventure. Looking through his notes, I see the boy has been very much put through his paces during his apprenticeship. He’s passed every test with flying colors and great things are expected of him.

So anyway, when I was tasked with taking the reins for his Endowment ceremony, I instantly felt a rush of excitement. It’s a rare and somewhat mystical ritual which is reserved only for the most gifted students. In the run up to the event, I found myself thinking more and more about it. I wanted it to be just right. I had my hair cut, I had a bunch of new shirts sent over from my tailor and I had my white suit dry cleaned and pressed. The morning of the service, I must have spent an hour making sure that my tie was tied just right, my dick excitedly oozing pre-cum into my pants throughout.

The boy had been dressed in the ceremonial gown by one of the chamber servants, who’d done a particularly fine job, making sure as much as possible of the boy’s pale, firm flesh was on display. My cock was literally bouncing in my pants as I led him into the chamber and positioned him at the partition veil, knocking on the wall, as is customary, requesting that the boy be bestowed with further light and knowledge. He was, of course, instructed to kneel in front of the screen, and he did so obediently and without hesitation.

A disembodied penis was then pushed through a hole in the curtain, which the apprentice accepted unflinchingly. I carefully guided his mouth towards the member and he immediately set to work pleasuring it while I sensually ran my hand across his body in an attempt to trigger every one of his erogenous zones, which are listed very thoroughly in his notes. There was a stillness to the moment, which I found deeply erotic. Of course I had my suspicions about the identity of the master behind the screen, but actually, the ceremony is far more enticing if true anonymity is upheld at all times.

I untied a ribbon on the boy’s gown which brought the whole thing billowing to the ground, leaving him entirely naked and leaving me to marvel at the beauty of his body, the long sweep of his spine, and the remarkable pertness of his ass. He continued to suck the mystery dick while I ran my hands over him, loosening my tie and unbuttoning my shirt somewhat impatiently as the excitement began to mount. I removed my jacket and glanced down at the gigantic bulge in my pants, realizing that huge quantities of pre-cum were now soaking through the fabric. I wondered there and then if my dick had ever been that hard. I ran my nose up and down Devall’s back, taking great gulps of his soft, fresh scent, before parting his ass cheeks and pushing my fingers against his neat, tight hole.

I undid the rest of my shirt, listening intently to the sounds of pleasure emanating from the mystery master behind the screen. I stood and undid my belt, incredibly slowly, knowing that the creek of leather can have a Pavlovian effect on a well-trained boy. He hears that gentle noise and his entire body immediately begins to prepare itself for penetration. The same is true of the sound of the zipper, the undoing of which will often send an apprentice into spasms of expectation. All of our charges learn to associate a well presented suit and tie with the sexual act. It’s something which will carry them through life. These boys should only ever be attracted to the most powerful of men. They are utterly wasted on anyone else.

I pushed my pants down and my dick was so hard that it flicked up noisily despite still being in the cage of my underpants. The sight of the boy pleasuring this huge disembodied dick was insanely arousing. Now only in my T-shirt and underpants, I continued to entice the boy, squatting behind and pushing myself into him while allowing my imprisoned cock to run gently between his smooth ass cheeks. He instinctively arched his back, eagerly presenting himself to me, his breathing suddenly becoming more labored as his desire for me grew exponentially.

I held the mystery cock in my hand, guiding the boy’s mouth over it. It was a moment of intense sexual intimacy. The three of us were bonded together; one single living, breathing creature of carnal desire. The boy began to whimper. He could feel the importance of the connection too. I pulled my cock out of the opening in my underpants before standing up and letting them fall to the floor. I then squatted back down and pushed oils into the boy’s butt before using my tongue to consolidate the lubrication, pulling my T-shirt off so that I was as naked as the boy.

Before long, I felt the extreme urge to kneel behind and push my hard cock into him. He gasped – a mixture of surprise and rapture – as I began to fuck him. I went gently at first, softly whispering kinky words of encouragement into his ear as I drew my nine-inch dick in and out of his tender body until he was groaning with pleasure. It felt so good. So tight and yet, somehow, meant to be… like a homecoming. I pulled his head back and kissed him. I wanted him to know how special he was. I wanted him to realize he would always be my special, special boy.

A hand came through the screen and the mystery master began to jerk himself in a somewhat frantic manner. I kept fucking the boy, but his mouth was open to receive the stranger’s seminal gift. Then like an act of magic, a huge jet of life flew out of the disembodied dick, coating the apprentice’s shoulder and wrapping itself tightly around my thigh. The great beauty of the moment instantly sent me into a frenzy and I pushed the boy onto his back, entering him from the front now, looking down into his stunning, innocent eyes, and rutting him with increasing power and speed until I felt my balls tingling. I shot, deep inside him, wanting to leave every last drop of cum in there so that he knew he was mine.