MasonicBoys - It’s been over a month now since Apprentice Land was last brought in front of me. I’m Master Snow, and I was lucky enough to be tasked with the honor of taking the boy's virginity. I’ve seldom met a young man with such an aptitude for submissiveness. He was a joy to penetrate and I have been eager to experience his tight, young body again. But these things must never be rushed. The initial shame he no doubt experienced—after succumbing to me despite an unwavering assertion that he was straight—would swiftly pass and be replaced by an interest in repeating the encounter. That would undoubtedly give way to yearning, and yearning would eventually become desperation. His face would tell me everything I needed to know in terms of which stage he was at. Last week, I could tell that desperation had arrived. I couldn’t walk past the Apprentice without him flushing red. I’d glance at him and see his eyes boring lustfully into my body. He would, no doubt, have been dreaming about me and thinking of me every night when he secretly jerked his dick underneath the bed sheets...