The Ordination – Adam Snow, Ethan Tate
I could tell that Apprentice Tate was equally surprised when he walked in. He was probably also a little startled to find me sitting there. I am aware that I have a reputation for being a bit aloof, perhaps even bordering on indifferent. I make no apologies for this, of course; it gives me an advantage, and I believe it is vital to always maintain an air of suspicion. But when a boy has come as far as he has, it is impossible to suppress the warmer version of myself. Truth be told, I felt immensely proud of him, and I knew that this would have a profound effect on the way I performed my duties. As I sat down next to him on the sofa and looked into those big blue eyes, I felt a genuine desire stirring in my gut.
I instructed him to take off his shirt and tie. The boy has never quite mastered the art of tying a proper knot, but there is considerable charm in the effort he puts into this particular task. As he unbuttoned his shirt, he gave me a lust-filled look.
He stood up to take off his trousers. His belt squeaked and rattled metallically as it was unbuckled. My cock twitched. There are some noises that I associate almost exclusively with sex, and that was one of them. As was, of course, the sound of a fly being slowly unbuckled. That particular sound was imbued with anticipation. Would the boy be hard yet? Did he even know how much he wanted this?
