Elder Ence’s taut aperture leaks cums onto the white sheets that guy and President Nelson lay tangled on. Nelson’s perspired, pumped up chest heaves against Ence’s.
“You’ve become quite a nice specimen, lad,” Nelson breathes, lazily withdrawing his huge schlong out of the juvenile boy’s gazoo. “Keep this up, and you’ll assume leadership poses in the ranks of the priesthood authority in no time.”
Ence watches hungrily as the President dresses, his tan, hard wazoo disappearing into his white costume panties.
The lad is escorted to his missionary apartment to reunite with his mission companion. He tells his companion this chab needs to clean up and quickly heads into the bath for a shower. As this guy sluggishly soaps up his lean, smooth body, this chab starts to reflect on how this guy got to this point.
He can’t make no doubt of how much his companions and leaders put up with.
Since the begin of his mission, Ence had a lot of pleasure horsing around and even greater amount joy fooling around with his mission companions.
But then, there’s no thing like absolutely surrendering himself to a large, rock hard dad.
As Elder Ence runs the washcloth down his belly, his hand grazes his already stiffening member. Ence gains such a sense of purpose from learning how to please the Brethren.
The juvenile Mormon chap let’s the warm water roll down his shaft. His hand starts to jack off it gently. He’s interrupted by a knock at the door from a sexually excited companion Elder Dudley who desires to join.
Two weeks go by and Elder Ence doesn’t hear from The Brethren. He begins to receive nervous that he’s done smth wrong.
Why hadn’t they contacted him yet? He had heard from em not quite each day since the begin of his induction.
The phone call this guy was awaiting for lastly came during the time that this chab was taking his morning shower. His companion opens the bath door to tell him that splits had been arranged, and the 2 would be splitting up for different assignments after lunch.
He towels off, dresses and runs a comb throughout his hair.
After lunch this guy pairs off with a high priest and heads to the temple. At the entrance to the temple, a attractive Temple worker extends his hand. Instinctively Elder Ence knows to give him the secret handshake this chab has learned.
Having received the required signs and tokens, the fellow guides the guy into a black hallway where that guy is said to undress and don a ceremonial robe.
It isn’t cold, but Elder Ence shivers with nerves. His guide gestures and this guy notices a petite door at knee height at the end of the hall.
“That is where u will expect until u hear a knock,” the worker says as this chab helps the lad tie the robe. Then this chab lifts a curtain and disappears down a separate hallway.
Crouching down on all fours, Elder Ence waits at the door.
He breathes in and out, expecting as an unrepining guy should. Finally, that guy hears the knock. He crawls throughout the door and finds himself in a stark but brightly lit white room.
When this guy feels a familiar, firm clutch on the back of his neck, this guy has to smile. He would recognize President Oaks’ assured hands anywhere.
The guy is made to crawl to the head of a couch in the center of this white room.
As Elder Ence kneels in advance of the attractive silver fox, this guy sees President Nelson standing solemnly in the corner of the room. His hands are folded over his crotch but Ence swears that guy can watch the swell of his ten inches pressing against his panties.
“You’ve been quite the defiance,” President Oaks whispers as Ence lazily unbuckles the President’s strap. “But we’ve actually whipped u into shape.”
Ence nods hungrily and crams his throat against the outline Oak’s thick member, breathing in his musk. “A priesthood bearer can have no greater pleasure than when this guy is in the service of his guy man.”
“That’s what I like to hear,” Oaks chuckles and even Nelson cracks a smile.
The salt and pepper haired stud peels down his panties down to his sacred underclothing and guides Ence’s youthful, insane lips to his shaft.
“Let’s watch if you’ve really earned your recent name, boy.”
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