Genres: Intergenerational ,Big Dick ,Bareback ,Size Difference
Video language: English

It had not been this long since Undergraduate Monroe’s disciplinary rituals at the hands of Grandmaster Wolf. The Undergraduate had been stretched and disgraced beyond measure, but not with cruelty. There had been a good hollowing out of him, yes, but this which was removed from him was doubt, and worry. In its place, directly administered into his body through The Order’s orgasmic rituals, Apprentice Monroe had found his calling. Fellow found a purpose.Which brought him to that evening’s invitation. Master Figata, wearing a white suit with a crisp white button down and tie, led the boy with his massive, stony hands into a room for what was pronounced as his "ordination." The room was white, bright, pristine with otherworldly energy, as if it had been plucked from a distant, previous century. There was a temple daybed, sparse furniture, and a ottoman.Master Figata sat …Master Figata sat down, and brought the boy with. The Master stared at the boy with a heavy gaze, eyes glinting with confidence. "You know why you’re here, right?"It had been sometime since that Undergraduate had last seen Master Figata. The Master was the one who called him into the quiet, air conditioned hiss of the office. There, Master Figata had grilled the young undergraduate as to whether or not this guy was attracted to men. It felt foolish to have denied the question then—doubly so instantly, here in the room of ordination, where boy gave a very a variety of answer."Yes," Monroe was happy to sit on the ottoman, weak in the knees by being just in the presence of one of The Order’s masters.Master Figata could sense the difference in the boy’s energy, the difference in his awareness of what his purpose was—both within The Order and outside it. Guy exposed the boy of his bind, then shirt, then trousers. Slowly, with the sanctity it merits, Master Figata stripped the disciple down to just a shred of garment. The boy’s hardening bulge was presently free of all constraints. Free to serve its Master.Monroe had not been with many men, just only these within The Order, actually, but each of these moments was special to him, and compeled with revelation. Since The Order had reached out, this was the 1st time this guy got to revisit a Master from his previous stage of calling, a time so long ago immediately that this chub was sure buddy had become a different person. Electrified chap was by that, when Master Figata did strip down to his own undergarments, the boy could scarcely keep himself from burying his face into his Master’s nether regions. There was no need to rush—Master Figata’s strong grip slowed the boy, and brought his nuzzles to an conformable pace.At 1st, the taste of the Master was sweetheart, and not fully unfamiliar. A taste boy could location as one of crave, of love, of yearning. But as the Master’s scent pierced the boy’s nostrils that honey taste transformed into something far more arousing. Guy sucked and gagged on Master’s huge cock, a mixture of drool and precum dribbling down his chin, till Figata was satisfied with his boy’s finesse.Master Figata guided Disciple Monroe to lie across the couch. Securing the boy’s hips in his iron grip, the Master drove his tongue unfathomable inside that teenaged ass. Man licked him severe and Hasty, then pulled back for a moment to look the boy in the eyes, with an expression of triumph in his face. The Disciple was submissive, like butter, and had come so far along in his journey.With the same tool that stretched Monroe’s jaw to its limit, Master Figata brought his cockhead to the boy’s entrance. With one firm stroke, boy was buried to the root inside the boy’s stern ass. Master began thrusting slowly, the feeling of his thick stuff pounding in and out of the boy’s hollow making em both groan in unison. His testicles slapped against the young man’s ass cheeks any time the Master wholly slammed inside. The pace quickened, orchestrated as much by their own passions as by the will of The Order watching over them.The spirit of The Brotherhood welled up within em both. They were a blur of penetrates, Learner and Master wholly in sync with each one greater amount. Their bodies twisted round the leather ottoman till they ended up, hardon-to-hardon, frotting wildly against every other, their tongues lost in combat. Eventually, Master Figata spilled his seed, first on his stomach, and then onto the couch under em.When they had caught their breath, they shared a kiss. When Master Figata 1st took Learner Monroe under his wing, buddy had not been sure how long the boy would last—either physically, or mentally. That experienced Master desired all that The Order had to suggest that great disciple. Guy ordained the boy’s forehead and hollow with the drops of his venerated Master’s seed—he knew, now more than ever, this the boy had what it takes.

Format: mp4
Duration: 25:35
Video: 1920×1080, AVC (H.264), 7820kbps
Audio: 311kbps

Video clip size: 1.5 GB