Miles Fallon’s Covenant Ceremony With Jay Stryker & Oz Daddy

Miles Fallon steps into the Masonic chamber with the jitters of a man who’s spent too long chasing approval-and the moment he locks eyes with Master Oz and Master Stryker, something in him clicks. The nervous twitches don’t vanish, but they’re no longer chains. This isn’t just another test; it’s his initiation into something deeper, something that lets him surrender without apology. By the time Stryker’s thick cock stretches him open in a slow, deliberate long-dicking, Fallon isn’t just taking it-he’s there, arching into every inch like he’s been waiting for this exact moment. Oz’s hands on his shoulders aren’t just guidance; they’re a benediction, a silent yes that turns fear into worship.

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The ritual’s climax isn’t just about breeding-though Stryker’s bareback load buried deep in Fallon’s willing hole is undeniably the centerpiece. It’s the way Oz pulls him close afterward, sandwiching him between their bodies like a prize they’ve both earned. Fallon’s earlier trembling has morphed into something else: a quiet, trembling gratitude, the kind that only comes when you’ve finally stopped begging for permission and just belong. The suits, the tattoos, the unspoken power dynamic-it all collapses into this raw, intimate collapse, where three men aren’t just performing a ceremony but living it.