The room was entirely white. So white, in fact, and so brightly lit, that it
made my eyes sting. Master Napoli was sitting on a chair in the middle of the
room, wearing the most beautifully-fitted white suit. He asked if I was ready to
be initiated into the order and I told him I was. Then he dipped his finger into
some kind of warm scented oil and started to gently touch various parts of my
body. It was so calming, so sensuous. His fingers were like the softest
feathers. The more he touched me, the more aroused I felt. My penis instantly
sprang to attention, twitching and throbbing in anticipation. Master Napoli
knelt in front of me and started to rub oils into my groin. The sensation was
erotic beyond words. Then he began to suck me. It felt incredible. It all went
so slowly. So wonderfully slowly. So stimulatingly, tantalizingly slowly. He
pushed me down, encouraging me to lean over a footstool before pushing his
tongue into my hole and allowing it to dance and flicker. I could feel my body
opening up. I was ready for him and he could tell. He lined his giant penis up
with my hole and then pushed it in. My God it was intense. We were one being.
One sexual creature. One pulsing, gasping, unit of pure pleasure and I loved it.
He went harder and faster and I could sense that he was about to cum. He pulled
out, and, within seconds, I felt his beautiful, thick juices showering onto my
butt cheeks. He pushed himself back into me, then, ceremonially, pressed semen
into my forehead. I was finally and officially a member of the order.
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