Apprentice Steele Vol. 1 The Calling

Release Date:-
10 August 2026

Studio Notes:-

I resisted the urge to smile back and ask him how he was. By rights, I should be another stranger to him, and I had to stick to the ritual script. My distance may have made him even more uncomfortable, but I did hope our familiarity would make what was to come easier. I asked the required questions and then told him to remove his clothes. I’m sure that wasn’t as much of a shock as it was the first time. I couldn’t tell from his expression whether he had hoped it would happen again. I doubt he suspected where it would lead this time.

With the boy down to his undergarments, I stepped up behind him and began caressing his body. He really is a beautiful young man. Not too skinny, but not rushing toward bulking up as so many young men are eager to do. His graceful body is matched by a vulnerability in his eyes that just makes hugging him almost irresistible. It took all of my self-control to keep my distance. When I turned him to face me so that I could more easily slip my hands into his shorts and caress the ass that I was about to take, I was surprised when he literally melted into my chest, his body relaxing, his face pressed to the side of my neck.

I could imagine my cologne imprinting on his mind. That is something he would take away from today’s ritual. I wear Grey Vetiver, and I hope the sharp grassy scent would always make him remember the cock that took his cherry. At least I felt sure that this would go well. It was clear he was mine to do with as I wished. As much of an aphrodisiac and ego fluff as that is, it is a responsibility as well. Having a young man that you barely know give himself to you before he even knows what you intend to do with him is a gift without price.

I had him drink from the ritual cup to help him relax and then climb up on the desk. His skin is so pale and soft. My fingertips tingled when I stroked him. I moved behind him to look at his firm, round cheeks and the hole that I felt sure I was the only one to have touched. I leaned in, pressing my face into his cheeks, kissing and licking, worshipping his innocent body.

It was time. I had him stand and bend over the desk. Sometimes you can tell the moment when things connect in a young man’s mind and he realizes what is about to happen. I didn’t see that in Zac; he just did as he was told without hesitation. When I thrust into him, he didn’t struggle, or cry out more than anyone else would. He was tight, but he opened up to let me in.

He was amazing to fuck. I felt almost like our bodies were one instrument of pleasure. Every thrust brought moans from his lips. He was clearly overcome by the experience, as he should be. I turned him over onto his back, wanting to look into his eyes when I bred him, but he was too far away, lost in the sensation. My balls ached as I spilled my seed in him, giving him every drop my body could produce. Then my exhausted cock slipped out. It was over. A sticky white trickle of cum leaked out of his open hole. I wanted to fuck it back in, but my cock was limp, with nothing else to give.