Angus sat on the edge of a bed draped in a red cover. It had the feeling of an altar more than a bed for sleeping, appropriate for the solemnity and ceremony of what was happening. Apprentice Young was ordered to wash the man's feet as a sign of respect and subservience. The carpeted floor hurt the boy's knees, but he was happy to do what he was told.

When Angus stood up, Apprentice Young noticed just how large he loomed. The young man was used to being smaller than almost everyone he encountered, but something about Angus' size intimidated him greatly. He wasn't the tallest man, but his chest was the width of a door. Each of Angus' muscular thighs were bigger around than Young's waist.

As the older man began to remove his clothing, Young followed his lead, doing what he wanted without any question or hesitation. Angus stripped him of what little covering he had, feeling his smooth backside with his big, burly hands. They were rougher than Young was used to, but no less arousing as they teased his delicate hole.

Angus turned Young around, putting him on all fours with his hole in the air. The apprentice looked back, watching as the man provided him with a drop of spit as lubrication to ease the penetration. It fell from the man's mouth as a white, foamy drop, looking dramatically lighter than the dark beard from which it emerged, falling short on the young man's hole with an impressive thud. It wasn't much, but it was enough.

Angus pushed his manhood between the boy's cheeks, not rushing the moment but not going too easy either. The apprentice knew why he was here, as did the older man. He put his full weight into the act of breeding, holding the boy in place with his strong, muscular arms, dominating him with his size and making quick work of overpowering his body.

It scared Young, but it also shot a surge of energy to his cock. He liked it. He liked being dominated. And he didn't want it to stop.
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Angus sat on the edge of a bed draped in a red cover. It had the feeling of an altar more than a bed for sleeping, appropriate for the solemnity and ceremony of what was happening. Apprentice Young was ordered to wash the man's feet as a sign of respect and subservience. The carpeted floor hurt the boy's knees, but he was happy to do what he was told.

When Angus stood up, Apprentice Young noticed just how large he loomed. The young man was used to being smaller than almost everyone......[More]

My name's Lance Charger and I coach young people to play baseball. Perhaps I shouldn't be noticing how sexy some of the boys on my team have become, but it's hard to ignore all those raging hormones floating about in the locker room after a game! The biggest horn-dog is a young guy called Austin, but I've also taken a bit of a shine to a boy called Eli.

The three of us were in the locker room the other day. I turned around for a few seconds, and when I turned back, they were kissing! I was astounded when Austin casually looked up and invited me to join them.

I took them to my office and within seconds had my lips wrapped around Austin's while Eli stood behind me feeling my ass. These two boys knew exactly what they were doing and exactly what they wanted.

Austin asked if I wanted his dick and was soon pushing his raw boy meat into me. It felt so good that I was purring like a contented tiger feeling his young shaft deep in my hole. It was soon Eli's turn to bang and he went at it with a level of intensity which blew my mind!

At some point, Austin was back inside me again, literally slamming himself into me with all head had. I was almost relieved when he started to gasp, and it became clear he needed to explode. He pulled his dick out of my tight ass and sprayed his sticky jizz all over my belly and rock hard dick.

Then Eli took the reins again. He went at it real fast and hard, and I wasn't at all surprised when his dick started to swell and I could feel him squirting his huge load deep into my guts. I'd do anything for these boys, including take their energetic fucks again and again!
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My name's Lance Charger and I coach young people to play baseball. Perhaps I shouldn't be noticing how sexy some of the boys on my team have become, but it's hard to ignore all those raging hormones floating about in the locker room after a game! The biggest horn-dog is a young guy called Austin, but I've also taken a bit of a shine to a boy called Eli.

The three of us were in the locker room the other day. I turned around for a few seconds, and when I turned back, they were kissing!......[More]

Apprentice Young stood in just his undergarments, awaiting instructions. He didn't know who to turn to, but judging by the room, it was Grandmaster Angus calling the shots. Even though he was in a ceremonial mask hiding his identity, Apprentice Young would never mistake the big brute's physique and presence.

There were other men there as well. All suited, seated, and wearing similar masks, side by side adjacent to the bench. Apprentice Young felt a strange cold sensation over his neck and scalp thinking about the implications of this. An audience. An audience of unidentified leaders...

Angus pointed Young to the far object, instructing him to begin the process. The first plug sent a searing pain in the apprentice's hole, pushing through his anxiety and tension into his ass. He struggled to take it in, but he soon felt his smooth cheeks press flat against the glass-like bench. And before he could get comfortable, Angus ordered him to move to the next one.

The final plug was more bulbous than it was phallic. It was as hard and round as a pool ball and more intimidating to Apprentice Young than anything he'd taken up to that point. Young tried, but it proved too much. He took a deep breath, trying to use his weight to slide it inside, but he couldn't take anymore. Letting out a defeated exhale, the apprentice looked into Angus' eyes, praying for mercy.

The older man proceeded to remove his clothes, unbuttoning his shirt and removing his tie, stripping down until he was completely naked. Young was scared, knowing the ferocity and aggression that the older man was capable of. Still, he found himself rock hard, ready to take him and prove his worth.

Apprentice Young felt the pain of the older man entering him turn to pleasure. Angus seemed to sense that Young was warming up to his bare cock, holding onto his hips as he picked up the speed and used him to milk his member.

Suddenly and without warning, Grandmaster Angus' strong, burly hands dug into Young's body, gripping him tightly and holding him in place as his cock flooded his insides with his seed. Austin's tender ass felt every burst whip into him, coating his anal cavity in thick, creamy liquid...
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Apprentice Young stood in just his undergarments, awaiting instructions. He didn't know who to turn to, but judging by the room, it was Grandmaster Angus calling the shots. Even though he was in a ceremonial mask hiding his identity, Apprentice Young would never mistake the big brute's physique and presence.

There were other men there as well. All suited, seated, and wearing similar masks, side by side adjacent to the bench. Apprentice Young felt a strange cold sensation over his......[More]

Mr. Divino came to spend the night, passing through town on a work trip and needing a place to crash. After a shower and a quick bite to eat, Mr. Divino settled into his room with his laptop, queuing up some porn to get off and get some rest. Just before he pulled out his cock to start stroking, a knock came at his bedroom door... Austin.

Austin saw the massive bulge in his uncle's underwear, sending blood directly from his flushed cheeks to his loins. It was bigger than he ever imagined, and he spent many nights picturing what his uncle's cock would look like. Even in the tighty whities, it was clear it was thicker and heavier than most he'd ever encountered.

Inviting Austin to sit closer, Mr. Divino opened up his body for him to get a better look, aware that he was in nothing more than his underwear and a robe. It was more naked than he'd ever been with Austin, but he found the boy to be more comfortable than he expected.

Boldly, he gave the boy a kiss, half-expecting him to turn away. Instead, Austin kissed him back, meeting the moment and matching his desire. It was unreal. What was happening? Could he really do this? It was one thing to make love to his own boy, but his nephew? Was this too far? Should he stop?

Before he could come to his senses, Austin's hand made its way to his groin, gripping his bulge with a hungry passion that could not be ignored. Mr. Divino smiled. He wanted this. He really wanted this. Looking into his eyes, seeing the little boy who'd always shown him such love and devotion, he knew he couldn't deny him. And fortunately, it meant he didn't have to deny his own urges.

Pulling out his cock, Austin's eyes widened, seeing the fullness of his uncle's manhood for the first time. The look on his face was enough to make Mr. Divino even harder, proud of his size and happy with Austin's reaction. Austin began to stroke it, teasing him and feeling its rigidity between his fingers and desperate to taste it. Giving the boy a smile and nod, Mr. Divino gave the boy permission to suck it.

Austin tried his best to savor the taste. He knew what many of the men in his family tasted like, but he came to appreciate the unique differences between them. Their subtle pheromones filled his nostrils as their cocks filled his mouth, and he swore he could identify them blindfolded if need be.

Mr. Divino could hardly contain his excitement. Shortly after Austin's saliva coated his member in its warm wetness, the older man knew he wasn't going to be able to stop at just a blowjob from his sweet nephew. Stripping Austin down and pulling off his underwear, he gazed at his smooth, milky backside, seeing his tight hole presented up toward him. It reminded him of his own boy's, making his cock leak with precum.

Mounting Austin, the older man tried to go slow, knowing that his enormous size might be a struggle for the little boy's hole. Even the most experienced men had trouble taking his meat, and he didn't want to do anything to harm his sweet little guy.

Austin held onto the covers of the bed, gripping them as he grit his teeth, trying to brace for the moment of penetration. He was no stranger to a deep dicking, but Mr. Divino's cock was a formidable challenge. The first feeling of stretching was a bit intense, eased by his own saliva and hungry hole. Achingly slowly, Mr. Divino pushed in, feeling the elastic knot widen around him until the head of his cock made its way inside.

Austin didn't know if he was going to be able to take it all, but he was determined not to stop. He wanted to show his uncle he was a grown man and could handle whatever he gave. Mr. Divino could feel Austin tremble and see his hands cling to the bedding, but he persisted. He needed to give the boy his full cock, fucking him deep and leaving him filled and satisfied...
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Mr. Divino came to spend the night, passing through town on a work trip and needing a place to crash. After a shower and a quick bite to eat, Mr. Divino settled into his room with his laptop, queuing up some porn to get off and get some rest. Just before he pulled out his cock to start stroking, a knock came at his bedroom door... Austin.

Austin saw the massive bulge in his uncle's underwear, sending blood directly from his flushed cheeks to his loins. It was bigger than he ever......[More]

My name's Principal Figata and I'm the school administrator. I take the well-being of my students incredibly seriously but I'm also a red-blooded male, and some of the boys in this college are nothing but walking hormones!

I've always been intrigued by Austin. I called him into my office this afternoon to give him a motivational chat about applying himself more as a sportsman. I'm not sure why, or at which point I started openly talking about his dick, but I remember blurting out that I was keen to see it.

I told him to stand up, pulled him between my legs, pushed down his shorts and started to suck him off. Within a few seconds he was gasping and moaning in intense pleasure.

I stood up slowly from my chair, enjoying the fact that I was now towering over him.

I told him I wanted him inside me, then causally undid my suit pants and ushered him towards my desk. I climbed onto the desk. He wasted no time at all and slowly slid himself inside me raw.

The experience was intense. His cock was the perfect size. Ripples of pleasure cascaded through my body. He kept me on my toes, varying the pace and depth of his strokes, sending me into a stupor of unbelievable pleasure.

He told me to get on my back, then put both of my legs on one of his shoulders and started pounding me like a pro, his abdomen slamming against my thigh.

He pulled out just before blasting his load. I could feel shards of red hot semen spraying over my hole and onto my balls.
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My name's Principal Figata and I'm the school administrator. I take the well-being of my students incredibly seriously but I'm also a red-blooded male, and some of the boys in this college are nothing but walking hormones!

I've always been intrigued by Austin. I called him into my office this afternoon to give him a motivational chat about applying himself more as a sportsman. I'm not sure why, or at which point I started openly talking about his dick, but I remember blurting out......[More]