WARNING!
President Ballard
Elder Gardner
Distributor | Released | Length |
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Missionary Boys | 2018 | 95 |
Description source: promotional material
Elder Gardner has come to terms with his sexuality and desires, finding comfort in the presence and service of the handsome, older men of the Order. He knows that they love him completely and want to see him fulfill his calling. Still, he's conflicted by his strict upbringing, feeling a great sense of guilt about his arousal. The only time he is truly at ease is when he's being fucked hard by his superiors, desperate to make them happy and be the submissive missionary they trained him to be.
Elder Lund wasn’t having the easiest time with his introduction to the Order. The circumstances of his calling left him feeling powerless and aimless, desperate for anything to help him make sense of it all.
Never having had a desire for men, it was awkward and humiliating to be coerced to suck the cocks of his priesthood leaders–not to mention be fucked and inseminated. Fortunately for him, Elder Lund’s companion, Elder Gardner, knew the struggles he was dealing with.
Missionaries typically talk through their confusions and frustrations with their companions during their inventory time, but the sex they have with each other and with their leaders is not to be discussed with anyone.
Elder Gardner spilled the beans about the Order early into their companionship.
He was punished for doing so, but as a result the two boys have since been able to confide in one another.
Elder Lund watched as his companion became more confident, standing stronger and more sure of himself as time went by. He couldn’t be sure, but he thought it had everything to do with his interactions with the men of the secret priesthood order.
Elder Gardner kept his promise to not share the secrets of the temple, as such never divulged details about the subsequent initiation rites he went through. Nevertheless, the boys were well past the point of pretending they weren’t insanely attracted to their older leaders, and although this was deeply confusing for Elder Lund, he and Elder Gardner spent hours talking about it during their private moments.
Before long, the two were bonded closer and closer, talking about their pasts, their thoughts about what had become their deepest secret, and even cuddling in bed together during these long late night conversations.
They really had become good friends and relied on one another for some sense of stability during their tumultuous journeys.
Something different happened following Elder Gardner’s most recent trip to the temple. Elder Lund knew he was going to meet with the older men who had fucked him hard and couldn’t help but fantasize about it over and over. Once Gardner returned, Lund was desperate to know what had happened and begged him to tell.
Gardner was true to his word and would not give details. What he did say sent Lund’s mind racing. He was certain he’d been fucked and bred. Part of him was curious because he hoped he would face similar meetings in the future, but an increasingly bigger part of him was turned on by the idea of his companion being fucked.
Their late night conversations became more and more sexual, until one night Elder Lund couldn’t contain his arousal. His mind was a mess of carnal desires, confusion, and guilt that he found himself unable to resist throwing himself at Elder Gardner.
The two kissed each other, caressing each other’s bodies and rubbing their erections through their garments. Their passions ignited and before they knew it, Elder Lund had Gardner’s legs up over his shoulders. He pulled off the boy’s garments and was inside him before Gardner had time to react.
This was the only time he’d ever wanted to act on his desire for men. And he didn’t know what it meant for himself or his mission, but it felt right. He connected with Elder Gardner in a very powerful way and placed so much of his trust in him. It was just such a relief to have someone he could be open to that it overrode all his previous sense of sexuality.
Days later, the two boys were alone in the apartment. Elder Gardner was coming out of the shower and preparing himself for bed. It wasn’t particularly unique or noteworthy, except that Elder Gardner’s HUGE dick was out in the open and seemed enticing in a way that Elder Lund could not describe. He wanted it in his mouth. He wanted it to fill him up.
Moments early Elder Lund was caught up in the peacefulness of their little home. As he watched Gardner towel off in front of him, he admired his lean, strong body, impressive cock, and newfound sense of security. There was a long silence that attracted Gardner’s attention and he looked inquisitively at his companion.
“What?” he has asked playfully, curious to see what was on Lund’s mind.
“Nothing. I just–I’m really glad that I have you as a companion in all this. That’s all.”
Elder Gardner smiled, dropped his towel and began to put on his garments. “I’m happy, too.” There was another silence with a lingering look from Lund, prompting Gardner to ask again, “What?”
“Well… I can’t stop thinking about went on between us.”
“…You want to do it again?” Gardner asked, his eyes brightly focused on Lund, his genitals swelling at the thought.
“Well, yeah. Can we?”
“Of course.”
“Except… this time… can you be on top?”
Elder Gardner made his way across the room and leaned into Elder Gardner. His cock was already hard beneath his garments as he lied down beside him in bed. The two boys kissed each other, holding each other tightly but softly. Their bond as so intimate now, so tender, that they couldn’t help but love one another deeply.
Gardner began to take off Elder Lund’s clothes, stripping him out of his shirt and pants down to his garments. Lund couldn’t explain why but he loved the feeling of being to skin to skin with him. Their soft legs hairs pressed against each other as they planted themselves firmly together, kissing and touching and caressing with nothing between them but their sheer white underwear.
Elder Lund could hardly keep his eyes off his companions massive erection. The size and girth of it seemed to match nearly that of his own wrist. He wanted to feel it in his hands and hold it tightly in his grip.
Elder Lund took of Gardner’s clothes with the enthusiasm and speed that he had before. Within second, he was gazing upon his freshly showered naked flesh, lightly covered in golden hairs and writhing with desire. He was so sexy and all his.
Elder Gardner took off Lund’s clothes as well, stripping him down to join him in his playful nudity. Their hands fell between their legs, rubbing their hard cocks and kissing harder and deeper than before. Their hearts pounded in their chests, echoing between their thin bodies, nearly audible to another as they pressed close together.
Elder Gardner got up from the bed and placed himself over his companion, arching his body on top to bring his mouth to Lund’s hard cock. He sucked him passionately as Elder Lund, too, took the boy’s erection on his tongue. They locked themselves together, taking one another down their throats, getting their cocks good and wet from oral service.
Gardner let his heavy balls hang low over Lund’s face as he slowly pumped his boner in and out of his mouth. He wanted to fuck him so bad and was excited to be given the chance. For so long his ass had been opened and fucked by the handsome men of the Order and he’d longed to feel the satisfaction of cumming inside a hot hole.
Feeling his cock sufficiently wet, he turned around to face his companion. He looked down and see the wide eyes of Elder Lund look up at him. He smiled and kissed him, licking some stray saliva from his lips before twisting his tongue around Lund’s.
Then, with the same hunger and desire Lund had showed him before, he took the boy’s legs and threw them up over his shoulders. With the boy’s ass placed just right, he ran his big, veiny cock over the boy’s hole. He watched as Lund’s eyes closed and rolled in his head. He wanted him badly and he was eager to please.
With that, Elder Gardner pressed his cock against the boy’s hole and felt his sphincter slowly open to take him. It was searing hot on the tip of his dick and tighter than he imagined it would be. He caressed his companion’s legs and eased himself inside, carefully letting Lund’s body decide the pace of his entry.
The two boys locked their eyes on each other, as if communicating their trust and bond while they connected physically deeper and deeper. Before long, Elder Lund felt the hilt of Gardner’s cock press against his ass and realized: he had taken him completely.
It was a powerful, emotional experience that seemed to linger forever. He could have stayed like that for hours. But Elder Gardner knew this boy wanted more. He kicked his thrusts into gear, slow and low at first, giving Lund the sensation of having his prostate gently pounded over and over.
Lund’s expression changed from contentment to that of a hungry bottom desperate for cock. Gardner smiled again and pushed himself deeper and harder. He wanted to fuck and wanted to cum. And he knew that before the night was over, he and his companion would be closer on even a biological level… with the boy containing his deeply planted seed…
Initiates are instructed to never divulge the secrets of the temple. They must never talk about the Order outside the temple walls. This is something every young missionary inductee hears and recites again and again.
Granted, it can be sometimes hard to remember all the rules when boys are distracted by incredible fucking and the best orgasms of their young lives.
Still, there’s no excuse for telling others unless explicitly authorized by the leadership. While Elder Lund and his companion, Elder Gardner, were both inductees, neither was supposed to make the other aware.
After their night of passionate love making, they spilled the beans and told all about each other’s calling.
Elder Lund was still unsure of everything the Brethren had asked of him and even doubted much of what his companion had told him about the journey toward his ordination.
When the time came for him to meet with his area president, he was all too eager to share what he’d heard.
When a boy breaks the rules, it’s up to the Brethren to determine the correct punishment.
President Ballard and Bishop Angus teamed up to direct the boy in his atonement, having both guided him through his induction.
The two men brought Elder Lund into the temple basement and put a blindfold on the nervous boy. Lund wondered what would happen, even asking if he was in trouble, but his mentors seemed inclined to keep him in the dark.
And in the dark he was. Even before the blindfold was on, he could barely see in the dimly lit room. With it on, he had no chance of knowing what would happen next.
President Ballard and Bishop Angus stood beside him, running their hands over his body. They hardly spoke, even to each other. They just went about feeling his thin, shaking torso through his clothes.
Elder Lund held his breath as much as possible, hoping to hear what he couldn’t see. He could feel the two strangers begin to undress him, unknotting his tie and unbuttoning his shirt. Occasionally he could hear the sounds of buckles clinking around him, making him think they were undressed themselves as well.
Trying to observe as much as he could, he stayed completely still. Even as he was uncovered and stripped down to his garments, he tried hard to ascertain everything happening around him. Even as President Ballard put a hand on his crotch, fondling his building erection, he remained like a statue.
The hands continued their invasive manipulation of his pelvis, pulling down his garment bottoms and releasing his cock. It felt even stranger than before to be hard and not see what was happening. It wasn’t until the older man’s mouth wrapped around his member that his breath became audible and he broke his focus.
Without being able to see, Elder Lund could only focus on the feeling. The way his balls were gently cupped in the older man’s hands. The feeling of his shaft being licked and swallowed over and over. His mind flooded with memories of all the men who’d fucked him before and the way he’d sucked their dicks. It got him even hotter and harder.
This continued for a while with Elder Lund caught in Ballard’s control, during which both Ballard and Angus completely undressed around him, stroking their cocks and getting themselves ready for the real act of atonement.
When Ballard release the boy from his mouth, he could feel Bishop Angus’ hands guide him forward onto a raised platform. It wasn’t much higher off the ground that a stool, but flat and wide. He couldn’t make out what it was, but when he was placed on all fours, he could tell it was a hard, sturdy platform.
Once the Angus’ hands went away, Elder Lund felt lost in space. Without any sense of where he was and where the others were, he started to feel a pinch of anxiety work through his body. He was helpless and defenseless without his sight, and as much as he was worried about what would happen to him, he felt comfort in feeling their touch. If for no other reason than he knew he wasn’t alone.
As he bent over, he heard a man step closer to him, his bare feet making soft contact with the floor. Then, without warning, a hard cock head was pressed against his lips, pushing its way into his mouth. He nearly choked on it as it coerced its way inside, but he quickly adjusted and opened his mouth to take it.
From the way it tasted, the smell of the flesh, and the ache in his jaw, he knew it belonged to President Ballard. The handsome daddy had a cock as this as a beer can and always presented as a challenge for any hole that it breached.
That left Bishop Angus. Where was he? What was he doing? The answer came down quick with a whack! A stinging sensation spread through his ass as he felt the muscle bear’s hand smack hard on his butt. The shock was enough to make his mouth tighten on the hung daddy’s dick, forcing the older man to brace his head with his hands.
Whack! It came again. Whack! And again. The spanking built up in speed and intensity, making his ass feel like it was being pricked with a thousand hot needles. The only thing Elder Lund could do was continue to suck on Ballard’s cock, hoping it would muffled his moans and distract him from the pain.
It only lasted a couple minutes, but it felt like an hour to Elder Lund’s tender behind. He couldn’t see it, regardless of the blindfold, but soon his buttocks glowed red, reacting visibly to the onslaught of impacts by the giant man’s hands.
The two men retreated from his body again. Once more he felt alone in the black, not being able to feel or hear where the two men were. He waited patiently, trembling from the intensity of the spanking and the excitement he felt. He was scared, but was instinctively more scared that he wouldn’t feel them again.
A cock pressed against his mouth again. This time it smelled and tasted different. It was hard and furry, and the hand that held his chin up to receive it was the same hand that had smacked him from behind: Bishop Angus.
It was at that moment he felt the wet, hard, thick member of President Ballard behind him, pressing between his swollen, reddened cheeks.
The older man pushed down on his cock, making it press on his hole hard. It was a blunt feeling on his delicate sphincter, but less painful than the stinging pain of Angus’ hits. In a way, he saw the invading spread of his hole yielding to the massive girth of the man’s cock as a pleasure compared to what he felt before. Still, it wasn’t a tickle or massage.
The giant cock spread the boy apart wider and wider. Bottoming was still very new to the muscles of his sphincter and the pain of learning was still very present. Elder Lund breathed hard through his nose while his mouth was full of Bishop Angus’ cock, feeling himself be penetrated from behind as he was in front…