Apprentice Fox Vol. 1 The Calling

Studio
Carnal +

Starring
Colton Fox
Tyler Saint

Release Date
7 April 2025

Description

So, there I was, with Master Saint, in his office, staring into those stunningly sleepy eyes, utterly tongue-tied and embarrassed as he fired all kinds of questions at me, explaining that his task was merely to test my levels of obedience. There was, of course, no way on earth that I could ever be disobedient with him! That said, when he asked me to stand, my legs began to shake so violently, I almost fell against his desk.

His first request was for me to undress myself. I’ll confess; this particular command was music to my ears. I found myself daring to hope that something akin to what had happened with Master Kamp was about to happen with the stunningly impressive man sitting in front of me. I was trembling with excitement as I began to remove my jacket and my dick was throbbing like crazy as I took my tie off. Master Saint reached out and slowly ran the back of his hand over the bulge. The unexpected gesture made me shiver and gasp and then blush uncontrollably. Extreme desire started to surge through my body. He ran his hand up my torso and squeezed my nipple, hard, through the shirt. I recoiled in shock before realizing that it felt remarkable.

I couldn’t wait to get my shirt off and experience what he had in store for me. I fumbled to undo the buttons, groaning loudly as he thrust his hand between my legs, looking up at me with his big, brooding eyes and those remarkably full and potent lips. He was hungry for me. I knew it. I could see in his eyes that he wanted me and yet this was nothing compared to how I was feeling about him. It felt like my body needed him, somehow. I was aching for his touch. Yearning for him.

I unzipped my fly as slowly as I could. Of course he instantly pushed his hand inside my shorts and started playing with my dick, tugging at it until I wasn’t sure I could hold the semen inside any longer.

Then he stood up and moved to the corner of the room where he produced a ruby-colored, ornate cut glass cup. He told me to drink the liquid inside and I immediately did as requested. It was cooling, soothing. The very act of drinking seemed to slow my heart rate down and give me the briefest moment to get my head around the magnitude of what was happening to me. Once I’d finished drinking, Master Saint helped me out of my undershirt before ordering me to kneel.

I wasn’t sure what was coming. This wasn’t something Master Kamp had told me to do. Once on the ground, I could see the bulge in his pants. I could see that he was hard - very hard - and although I was pleased to think that I was responsible for making him that way, his penis was obviously very large, and as he commanded me to open my mouth, I started to panic a little. I instinctively knew that my mouth would, at some stage, be required to suck his penis and I had no clue about how best to do that. The one thing I didn’t want was to disappoint Master Saint by telling him I was utterly inexperienced. As all of those thoughts were bubbling up in my head, he seemed to be drawing pictures onto my tongue, pushing it down so hard with his fingers, and travelling so far towards my throat that I thought I was going to vomit. You know when your toothbrush goes right to the back of your mouth by mistake? It was like that, but the sensation was unrelenting, and it caused a shocking amount of saliva to suddenly start pouring from my mouth. I instantly felt ashamed, but I could see out of the corner of my eye that the bulge in his pants was twitching.

He removed his jacket. I just stared up hopelessly at him, frozen in fear, the smell of his aftershave suddenly filling the room. He was undressing for me - unzipping those beautifully-tailored pants, for me. He pulled his penis out of his pants, and then, fairly nonchalantly, instructed me to suck it. Again, I froze. It was just so big. I genuinely didn’t think my mouth would even fit around it - and then what was I meant to do? But I was desperate not to disappoint…

I took a deep breath and stuck my tongue out, still salivating. He rested his penis on it and instinct told me to close my lips around it and, well… to suck it. He started to remove his clothes, allowing his pants to fall to the floor while he pulled off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. I just kept running my lips along his shaft. He began to gasp and groan a little, so I figured I must be doing something right and continued, still more desperate than anything else to please him. It was as though my own pleasure was entirely dependent on my pleasuring him.

He told me to stand again, and then to get onto all fours on the office desk. If I’m honest, I felt a little silly, on all fours, on the desk, like some sort of prize-winning animal being inspected for a county fair. Master Saint ran his hands all over me, almost as though he were checking me for defects, but the sensation of being touched like that very quickly became extraordinarily erotic. There was one moment when he pushed his face really close to mine and I dared to dream that he was going to kiss me. I felt bitterly disappointed when he withdrew.

He seemed fixated on my butt and started to knead it with his hands before pushing fingers against my hole. I wondered when I could expect the perspex object to be pushed up there - just as Master Kamp had done - but there was something different about this moment. Master Kamp had never shown me his penis and, as Master Saint pulled my underpants down, I suddenly wondered whether he was expecting to push his actual penis into me. The thought instantly made me shudder. It was impossible. His penis was far too large. It would never fit inside me; not at least without tearing me limb from limb. I trusted Master Saint, I really did, but perhaps he assumed I’d had a penis inside me before. I contemplated saying something, but I didn’t want to disappoint him and didn’t know for sure what he was planning.

All of the blind panicking instantly went on hold as I felt his tongue pressing against my hole. I genuinely don’t know what he was doing down there - but it made me go utterly weak. The more his tongue danced over my hole and then began to push inside me, the more I started to believe that anything was possible, and then, frankly, that he could shove anything he damned well wanted into me.

He pulled me down from the desk and made me lean over it. I knew it was coming - but I’d barely had time to prepare myself before he lined his dick up with my butt and started to push against me. I could feel my hole desperately resisting him to begin with, and then, as he allowed it to slip and slide over my now wet hole, I realized I was opening up for him. He plainly sensed the moment had arrived, and just like that, he began to push his big big penis into me.

The sensation was so intense I didn’t have the spare energy to think thoughts. If I had, I’d have considered that I was in the process of losing my virginity to a powerful and stunning man that I’d fantasized about for weeks. But it hurt too much. As the initial pain began to wear off, however, I started to appreciate the magic of the moment. My body began to prickle all over and then I started to develop this bizarre sensation that his penis somehow belonged in me. That my body had become his vessel, his play thing.

He turned me onto my back and pulled my legs to one side before pushing back into me again. I was able to look up at him in that position to see the look of complete concentration on his face. He was gritting his teeth and really going for it. He didn’t look back at me. He just stared down at my butt and at his penis going in and out of it. Then he started to groan - deeper and deeper as he went harder and harder - and then, one final grunt and he came into me. I could feel it gushing really deep inside me. More and more of it. And then, as he pulled out, and the semen rolled out of me, he pushed his finger into it and ran it over my forehead. And then he kissed me with those beautiful lips and I felt true elation for the first time in my life.