I couldn’t fight the way my mouth turned upwards in an awkward grin as I felt his rough finger, slick with oil for the anointing procedure, slowly slide across my forehead. With every one of my senses that was receiving special attention from Master Stryker, I could feel my newly discovered desire rise from the depths once again and rush to the surface. As soon as my feet were anointed with the infused oil, I felt Stryker’s hand wrap around my hardening cock and it was all over. With the tall hung top looming over me as I looked up from resting on my knees, the same instincts that guided me in my previous encounters returned to me like a memory. Just like my previous encounters, I found myself bending over for the older man fucking a younger man, submitting to my desires as well as theirs.
