WARNING!
Elder Miller
Distributor | Released | Length |
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Missionary Boys | 2018 | 160 |
Description source: promotional material
Elder Miller is steadfast in his mission. Hes determined to do everything correctly, timely, and with the utmost commitment to doing the best he can. And as a result, hes been given the highly respected position of Assistant to the President.
Elder Miller shows his new companion the ropes.
Elder Foster is a “greenie.” He’s fresh out of the Missionary Training Center, and has just been assigned his first missionary companion, Elder Miller. Elder Miller loves to train new missionaries. They’re so eager and so innocent. And he has so much to teach them. When he picks Elder Foster up from the Mission Home, he’s excited to find that that young missionary boy is both really handsome and super friendly. He gives Elder Miller a big smile and an even bigger hug, and tells him how excited he is to be companions.
Elder Foster can’t help but notice what a cool guy Elder Miller is. The older missionary gives him a steady, confident look that makes his insides turn to jelly. Plus, Elder Miller is so hot. Elder Foster can tell that his trainer must have an incredible body. As they cab back to their apartment, it’s all he can do to keep himself from having an erection as they get to know each other.
A few days into their companionship. Elder Foster is beginning to feel at ease. Elder Miller, eager to get his hands on his new companion’s naked body, does everything he can to make the boy comfortable. They come home for lunch one day and sit on the edges of their twin beds. While Elder Miller concentrates on tallying the work they did that morning, Elder Foster slips out of his proselyting clothes. Elder Miller keeps one eye on him as he lies down to unbutton his shirt, then slides his pants to the floor.
Pretty soon he’s stripped down to his garments. He lies down on the bed with his scriptures, trying to relax a little after a hard morning. He wonders how his companion can be so sharp and crisp and energetic all the time. Doesn’t he ever get tired? Doesn’t ever ever want to relax?
Elder Miller feeds his eyes on the boy’s nice body, then barks out an order. “Hang up your clothes.” Elder Foster looks at his clothes, in a pile on the floor, then blushes and snaps to it. While he’s hanging them up, Elder Miller steals a glance at his round, firm butt.
When the boy lies back down, Elder Miller finishes what he’s working on, then undresses himself. The boy watches him, trying not to let the other missionary notice. But he’s really obvious. He can’t stop staring at Elder Miller’s ripped body, which is completely visible through the garments. Elder Miller feels the boy’s eyes on him, but doesn’t say anything. He keeps a stern look on his face as he strips completely naked, knowing that his companion is getting more and more horny.
Elder Miller lies down on his bed, and Elder Foster can see every muscle in his hard body. His dick is throbbing, and he thinks about excusing himself so that he can go to the bathroom and relieve his impossible desire. But Elder Miller catches him looking and he smiles.
“Come give me a blowjob,” he says. Elder Foster is shocked. Is this a trick? Is his companion testing him?
“I can’t do that. I’d get sent home.”
“I saw you looking. I know you want to,” Elder Miller says. “Besides, trust me: the mission president doesn’t mind.”
Elder Foster doesn’t quite believe him, but he wants the other boy’s cock so bad that he’s willing to put his doubts aside. He stands up and nervously approaches the other missionary’s bed. He straddles Elder Miller and runs his hands up his muscular belly and chest. He’s never in his life felt anything like this. His body is hard as stone.
He brings his face down close and breathes in his smell, then gives him a little kiss on the chest. He can’t believe this is happening. Pretty soon, following Elder Miller’s orders, he’s rubbing the other boy’s abs and kissing his nipples. Elder Miller is squeezing the boy’s round butt through the garments, eager for him to wrap his lips around his dick.
When the two finally kiss, Elder Foster’s dick gets completely hard. He has always wanted to kiss another boy but never dared to, and now here he is making out with the sexiest boy he has ever seen. Elder Miller pulls off Elder Foster’s garment top, and then forces him to play with his cock. Elder Foster is happy to do whatever his senior companion tells him to do.
When Elder Miller tells him to, he pulls off his garment bottoms and takes his delicious, hard cock in his mouth. His mouth is watering and so Elder Miller’s dick is immediately soaking wet and tingling. Elder Foster has never sucked a cock before, but his eagerness makes up for whatever he lacks in experience. Elder Miller guides his head through the blow job with one hand. He doesn’t let the boy up for air. When he starts to feel like he’s on the edge, he flips the boy over on his back and goes down on his hard dick.
Elder Foster closes his eyes and writhes on the bed, trying not to resist the intense waves of pleasure spreading through his body. Elder Miller’s hairy hole is high in the air as he works over his companion’s juicy cock. Elder Foster moans as Elder Miller tries to suck the cum up out of his balls.
The more he eats that dick, the more he wants to get in his tight hole. He knows his companion won’t say no. So when it’s good and hard, he wets his hole with some spit and climbs up on his dick. He sits down on it slowly, and it’s almost more than Elder Foster can take. As he lets his hole relax around the boy’s thick cock, he feels the cock throbbing.
Finally, he has lowered himself all the way down on the cock and starts to bounce up and down. Elder Foster closes his eyes and holds onto his companion’s dick. Elder Miller takes charge, using the boy’s dick to please his own hole. And then Elder Foster starts to get into it, thrusting his virgin missionary cock in his companion’s wet hole…
Elder Foster could hardly believe when Elder Miller stripped naked and ordered him to suck his dick, Elder Foster eagerly wrapped his lips around his gorgeous cock. He had always thought he was the only closeted gay missionary; Now he is wondering if Elder Miller is one too. But it didn’t stop there.
After he had a taste of his glistening cock, Elder Miller gave him a blow job, too. And once his dick was hard and wet, Elder Miller wet his hole with a little spit and opened it up with a finger. Elder Foster watched and played with his dick, guessing that it would soon be buried in that tight ass.
When Elder Miller is ready, he lowers himself slowly on Elder Foster’s dick. Elder Foster has never felt anything like it before. The tight butthole stretches around the head of his cock, and the pleasure is so intense that Elder Foster’s balls climb up close to the base of his shaft.
Elder Miller takes over, sitting all the way down on his handsome big dick. Then Elder Miller coached him a little, and soon the quick learner was thrusting his dick hard up his ass while he jerked off.
To get the dick even further in, Elder Miller bends over the bed, his hairy ass in the air. Elder Foster gets his first good look at his butthole and is really turned on. He stands behind Elder Miller and fucks him doggystyle. He likes this position even more than the first one. He can really slam the AP’s ass like this.
From Elder Miller’s moaning he can tell that Elder Miller likes it, too. And Elder Foster wonders which of them is going to cum first.
Gorgeous Elder Miller’s companion caught him breaking the rules. Now he’s facing a painful and humiliating punishment at the hands of Patriarch Smith.
Every missionary follows a long list of rules contained in the Missionary Handbook. These rules govern every aspect of a missionary’s life — when they wake and go to sleep, how they dress, with whom they can be alone, what kind of music they can listen to and what books they can read. When a missionary keeps the rules, he demonstrates his obedience.
Missionaries are strictly forbidden from reading anything other than the scriptures and a few books about the Church written by General Authorities. But an investigator had asked a question about Joseph Smith’s First Vision that troubled Elder Miller. He decided to do a little secret research on the internet. What he found disturbed him: Joseph Smith had told the story at several points in his life, and the accounts differed in irreconcilable ways.
Was Joseph Smith hiding something about his first vision of God, the foundation of the Restored Church?
The Patriarch heard about what Elder Miller had been reading from Miller’s companion. Knowing how serious the situation was, the Patriarch told Elder Miller to come see him without delay.
Sitting in front of the Patriarch, Elder Miller feels a mixture of shame and defiance. He feels guilty for his confusion and doubt about the truth of the restoration, but he also feels angry that the Church doesn’t tell its members the whole truth. But his defiance quickly melts in the face of the powerful, older man’s authority. And he is embarrassed to find himself feeling lust for the Patriarch–he can’t help imagining the older man taking control of his body. What would the Patriarch think if he knew what Elder Miller is dreaming about!
The Patriarch makes Elder Miller tell him what he read, and then impresses on the young man that only the men of The Order know the full truth of early missionary history. Elder Miller is too ashamed to voice his doubts, but the Patriarch can sense them. So he asks Elder Miller how he can be sure that what he saw on the internet wasn’t just made up by a bitter apostate? Why would he trust some anonymous web site rather than men called of God and ordained with his priesthood authority?
Realizing his error, Elder Miller begs the Patriarch to punish him fully for his transgression so that he can be forgiven by God and complete his mission with honor. The Patriarch loves this part of confession — not only will he get to be an instrument of the Lord in the young man’s repentance, he will also get to enjoy the young man’s beautiful body.
The Patriarch bends the missionary over his knee and spanks him. Elder Miller is surprised — he hasn’t been spanked since he was a child, and it hurts. But the stinging pain is also pleasurable, and he feels his balls and dick start to tingle with the beginnings of an erection. He closes his eyes and tries to will it away — he can’t let the Patriarch know that he is enjoying this! But it’s no good. As the Patriarch spanks him harder and harder, and his butt begins to feel numb from the beating, his dick hardens despite his resistance. The Patriarch puts him on all fours, like a dog, and finishes this stage of the corporal punishment. Elder Miller has completely submitted to his authority. All that matters to him is being a good boy for the Patriarch.
So he doesn’t resist when the Patriarch orders him to stand up, and continues undressing him, even though he’s terrified that his boner is about to be revealed. Or is it possible that the Patriarch is just like his mission companions who first told him about the True Order? Could it be that the Patriarch is liking this as much as he is? Once his pants come off, his excitement is clearly evident underneath his garments. When the Patriarch grabs his dick, a thrill of pleasure shoots through his body from his head to his toes.
The Patriarch strips him completely naked and begins to jack him off. It takes all of the elder’s will power not to burst, but he’s still afraid to cum in front of the Patriarch. But as the Patriarch works over his hard shaft, Elder Miller can tell that he won’t be able to resist for long. He lets out a little moan — his whole body feels sensitized, and his dick throbs in the Patriarch’s firm hand. His balls pull in tight to his body and he can’t control himself any more. A hot white jet of cum shoots from his dick. He can tell from the Patriarch’s face that he has been a good boy. All is forgiven.
Elder Miller thinks maybe he should make a regular habit of doing things that will get him sent to the Patriarch…
Elder Miller has been called in to Bishop Angus’ office for an evaluation. He’s very anxious to make a good impression. He irons his shirt, shines his shoes and slicks back his hair—he looks like a postcard of a missionary. He even arrives early and says a private prayer before the bishop calls him into his office.
The bishop loves to perform evaluations of the elders. To measure their physical and spiritual health, he really needs to see and to touch everything. And the missionaries are very eager to earn his respect, so these one-on-one meeting are characterized by a special degree of trust and intimacy.
The bishop preserves a studied formality in his dealings with the young missionaries, and Elder Miller finds the distance both intimidating and erotic. Not knowing what the bishop will ask him to say or do also sends a thrill through him. He can feel the blood rushing to his dick as he sits quietly and waits for instructions. The bishop, meanwhile, is picturing the elder’s tight, tan young body, his balls and his round ass. Elder Miller is clearly a remarkable missionary.
Rather than asking him about his testimony or his missionary work, as Elder Miller expected, the bishop asks him to stand up and remove his clothing. And he’s more than happy to do as told. Could it be that the bishop thinks he’s handsome? He smiles and stands up. He yanks off his tie and drops it on the floor. He unbuttons his shirt and hands it to the bishop, leaving his athletic torso covered in nothing but the sheer temple garment. He pulls that over his head and reveals his chiseled chest. Then his pants come off, and he’s standing there in his garment bottoms. The bishop gives no sign of his approval, but he notes that his body is in perfect shape.
The bishop tells him to pleasure himself through his garments, which is a relief, because there’s nothing he’d rather do. He rubs his swollen cock with one hand, and then the bishop comes out from behind his desk and gropes his chest, his belly and his dick. But he withdraws again – Elder Miller can barely stand to be teased like this.
When the bishop tells him to remove his garments, Elder Miller finally lets loose the meaty, half-hard dick that he has been hiding in there. The bishop wants to know that the young man is in perfect physical condition, so he’ll have to bring him all the way to ejaculation. He tells the elder to sit back down and masturbate.
Elder Miller feels strange to be naked and hard in front of a fully-dressed priesthood leader, but obedience is the most important virtue in a young missionary, so he gets to work. As he strokes his hard dick, he wonders what it would be like to confess all of his sins to the bishop and then be physically disciplined. He imagines the bishop bending him over the desk and spanking his ass hard with his big, hairy hands. He wonders if all the other elders have had to masturbate for the bishop, too, and the thought of each of them stroking one out where he is now sitting makes him feel crazy with desire. Or is he the only one, did the bishop choose just him to come perform like this?
He’s so turned on he has to stand up. He comes close to the desk, his ass and his abdomens tense as he gets ready to cum. Will the bishop be mad if he cums on the desk? Or is that what he wants? It doesn’t matter – the orgasm suddenly arrives, and Elder Miller throws his head back with a grimace and cums all over the edge of the desk. He gives his big dick a few more tugs to make sure he got it all.
The bishop is impressed. He grabs some of the semen and anoints the elder’s forehead. Elder Miller is proud and blissed-out. But apparently the evaluation isn’t over yet – the bishop orders him to lie down on the desk for the next round…
Having been thoroughly evaluated, Elder Miller lies on the bishop’s desk, naked, happy and drained of cum. But he’s not done yet! The bishop still needs to perform a test of the elder’s faith more difficult than any he has faced before.
Without a word, Bishop Angus binds the young missionary’s hands to the desk with two neckties, and then gags his mouth and blindfolds him with two more. Elder Miller is a good missionary — he knows that obedience is the first law of the gospel. So he doesn’t resist or say a word. He completely submits to the bishop’s authority. When he has been restrained, the bishop grabs his balls hard, and he tenses and whimpers in pain. Then the bishop takes his sticky dick into his mouth while he massages his own erection. Elder Miller moans with pleasure, unable to move or see what’s happening. The bishop gropes his chest and licks his neck, his nipples.
Bishop Angus takes off his shirt and tie, revealing his muscular chest and arms through his garments, then he goes back to work on the elder’s dick.
Elder Miller’s dick responds, stiffening and rolling to the side. Not being able to see what comes next makes him tingle with anticipation. When the bishop starts to kiss him again, he feels like the luckiest boy in the mission, to be getting so much personal love and attention.
The bishop takes off his pants, and his meaty dick is visible under his garments. He can’t wait any longer — he has to taste the elder’s butt. He lifts his legs in the air, though they’re tied to the desk, then licks the boy’s hole and starts to finger it. The elder is helpless to stop him — not that he wants to. He whimpers as the bishop sticks his fat thumb in his tight hole.
Then the bishop’s garments come off, revealing his hard, thick cock. He’s ready to test how receptive the elder’s hole will be. He starts to insert it gently, slowly, and the elder gasps as it makes its way into him. He’s not sure he can take it, it’s so big, but the bishop is patient, and after a second he’s in up to his balls. The elder wants to prove himself, so he takes it without complaining.
As the bishop starts to thrust inside the missionary’s butt, the missionary moans and grabs the desk. The bishop plays with his ripped young body, running his hands up and down the boy’s chest and belly. Then the bishop unties the boy’s feet and hands — not to make him more comfortable, but so that he can fold him up and give him a serious fucking. He climbs up on the desk with Elder Miller and shoves his dick back in. Elder Miller grips the desk and moans as the bishop plows him.
With a kiss, the bishop takes off the boy’s blindfold so that he can look in his eyes while he fucks him. The elder’s hole is so tight, and he’s so submissive. As he starts to work him over faster and faster, the bishop grunts and feels that he’s about to cum. He pulls out at just the last moment and leaves a puddle of white cum on the boy’s asshole, then he pushes it back into his ass with his dick. Then he takes some of the cum on his fingers and anoints the boy’s forehead.
It’s safe to say Elder Miller passed his inspection with flying colors.
Elder Miller proves his worthiness by riding the Mission President’s cock.
Elder Miller is just the kind of enthusiastic, friendly missionary boy you hope will knock on your door. He’s always smiling and eager to please. He also happens to be a handsome stud with a ripped body. He has been having lots of sex on his mission, with other missionaries and with his priesthood leaders, so when he gets called in for a meeting with President Wilcox, he’s very excited. He irons his shirt and pants, polished his shoes and heads to the mission home.
President Wilcox loves Elder Miller’s infectious energy and his good attitude. He has also heard that the boy’s body has to be seen to be believed. When the missionary walks into the room, smiling, President Wilcox feels his dick start to get hard. He smiles back.
“Elder, we’re going to be doing your interview today before your ordination.”
Elder Miller is up for it. He takes a look at the older man’s big hands, and wants nothing more than to feel them on his body. “Great!”
The president has the boy stand up, and he eagerly does. A hint of his hot body is already visible through his tight, white shirt. He smiles and looks the president right in the eye as the man takes off the boy’s tie and unbuttons his shirt. He slides the shirt off the boy, and his big arms are bulging in his garments, and the garments hug his thick chest. The president runs his hands up and down the boy’s tight torso, then lifts the garments off over his head.
It’s true, what everyone else said. The boy’s body is drool-worthy. His hands on Elder Miller’s trim waist, President Wilcox fastens his lips to one of the boy’s nipples and sucks. He reaches down to the boy’s crotch and feels his cock, then licks from the belly button up to his chest. Elder Miller smiles and eats it up. The president’s lips are so wet and juicy. Every muscles in the boy’s torso is hard and defined, and the president spends time running his tongue over each one before turning the boy around and running a hand over his muscular arms.
The president strips off the boy’s pants and makes him sit down, wearing just the garment bottoms. It turns Elder Miller on to be almost completely nude while the president is still in his suit and tie. He loves showing off, and it’s obvious President Wilcox loves his body. Still, he wants to get his hands on the man’s dick. So he stands up and starts to undress him. President Wilcox let’s the boy do it all for him, running his hands over Elder Miller’s body while his shirt and pants come off. His fat dick is half hard, and Elder Miller gropes it before kissing his nipples. President Wilcox is so horny that his whole body feels sensitive, and he whimpers as the boy sucks on his nipple.
Elder Miller plays with the president’s dick with one hand and his own dick with the other, then he pulls down the man’s garments and puts that dick in his mouth while jerking himself. President Wilcox looks down at the handsome boy sucking his cock and all he wants in the world is to slide it into the boy’s hole. Elder Miller takes his time, licking the head of the cock gently and sucking on the thick shaft. He takes the president’s garment off completely and starts to work on his dick a little harder, one hand squeezing the baser of his cock.
Then the president gets on his knees and worships the boys beautiful dick through the flap in his garments. With the president’s big sensual lips on his cock, Elder Miller puts a hand on his own hard ass and starts to massage his crack. With his other hand, he pushes the president’s head down on his hard dick. As the man deep throats him, the missionary can hear little gagging noises. The president rips the garment bottoms off too and takes a good look at the naked missionary boy before swallowing his cock again.
Getting blown makes Elder Miller want to get fucked. Luckily President Wilcox’s thick cock is throbbing and he’s eager to stuff it in the boy. He bends Miller over face down on some furniture and spits on the boy’s blonde hole. He massages the hole with a finger before slowly, gently pushing it in. The hole is tight, but he works a second finger in while he slicks up his cock with spit. The hole is ready to get fucked, so he stands up and guides his thick dick in. Elder Miller feels every inch of it. He closes his eyes and bursts into a giant smile as the dick fills his hole. The feeling is intense, but he loves it. He can feel the head of the cock deep in him, and as the man climbs up on the furniture with him he can feel the weight of his body pressing down.
President Wilcox tells the missionary that he’s a good boy and starts to really thrust into him. Elder Miller arches his back and pushes his butt onto the dick. The president’s big, muscular body works away over the moaning boy…
President Wilcox fucks a load out of Elder Miller during his ordination interview. The hot young missionary boy has been stripped naked and molested by the masculine, older mission president, and now he’s face down with his ass in the air. President Wilcox is fucking him thoroughly. As he gets pounded, the stud’s gorgeous body is on display for President Wilcox: his big, toned arms; his muscular back and torso; his tight, round ass. With each thrust, as the man’s huge cock penetrates deep into his belly, the boy opens his mouth wide and moans.
Elder Miller had fooled around with other boys on his high school football team before his mission, but that was just teenage horniness expressing itself in quick, covert hand jobs. Having this fully grown man on top of him, controlling him, filling up every inch of him, is a completely different experience. He’s grinning like a schoolboy, savoring all the sensations, the intense pleasure as well as the pain.
President Wilcox repositions himself to get even deeper into the boy’s tight hole. He loves being a priesthood leader and having private access to the missionary boys under his jurisdiction. They’re all so polite and obedient, and many of them are hiding tight bodies under those missionary uniforms. Elder Miller is no exception. Fucking the kid’s tight, willing hole is a dream. Every little sound of pleasure coming out of the boy’s mouth thrills the older man. He pulls his fat cock all the way out, helps the boy sit up higher, and then slowly stuffs it back in his butt.
“Oh yeah, right there,” Elder Miller whimpers.
The president starts to pound the boy’s ass hard. He wants to see how tough the kid is. And Elder Miller takes the beating on his hole without complaining. The harder the president fucks him, the better it feels. Precum is dripping from the head of the boy’s cock, which is too sensitive almost for him to touch.
The president bends over and kisses the boy on the back of the neck, and hugs his fit jock body tight. There’s not an ounce of fat on the boy. His whole body feels like steel. The president lifts the boy and flips him over on his back, his legs spread wide and thrown up in the air. He thrusts a few times and then, he brings the boy’s legs close together and throws them over his shoulder — and in the process he feels the boy’s hole cinch tight on his big cock. Elder Miller feels it too, his hole wrapped tight around the president’s meat. Both of them are moaning now, and the boy closes his eyes and opens his mouth, as if to relieve the enormous pressure on his asshole.
He locks eyes with the president, and can see both how excited he is and how solicitous of the boy’s own pleasure. Elder Miller starts to jerk his dick, his whole body shaking with every thrust. He has one hand on the edge of the ottoman to keep him from sliding off. The president is staring intently at the boy’s face, which is contorted with pleasure. He can tell that the boy is right on the edge of cuming, and he wants to watch the orgasm happen on the boy’s face. Elder Miller is stroking the bright red tip of his hard cock. Curled up like this, he can feel the man’s dick deep, deep inside him, and with every thrust the boy feels the orgasm threatening to burst. And then his whole body shudders as it happens. He looks down at his dick and watches it pump out a thick stream of hot white cum all over his flexed abs. The man is still fucking his hole as a feeling of total contentment and relaxation spreads over the boy’s face and body.
The president takes a handful of cum and anoints the boy’s forehead with it, then takes him in a bear hug and hungrily kisses him, his dick still hard deep in the boy’s happy ass.
Elder Miller has seen Elder Foster naked, tasted his leaky cock, and had him fuck the cum out of him. He knows that this good-looking missionary boy is gay. If Elder Foster is only attracted to men, he’ll be a great candidate for the higher order of the priesthood.
On Foster’s recommendation, Bishop Angus calls the two boys in for an interview, and a thorough inspection. Elder Foster is nervous and excited. Elder Miller has prepared him by explaining that joining the order is a great privilege extended only to the hottest missionary boys, and by telling him not to masturbate for a few days before the interview so that he’ll have a nice big load of cum for the bishop.
Bishop Angus is even more attractive than the young missionary imagined he would be. He is just the kind of older priesthood leader that Elder Foster used to fantasize about.
But he had always been too embarrassed about his daddy son fantasies to act on his impulses as an adolescent.
He can tell that the man has a huge dick and he wonders if he’ll get to see it. He doesn’t have to wait long to find out. The bishop stands him up and starts to undress him. Once he has the boy stripped to his tight-fitting underwear, he tells Elder Miller “You did good work! This one’s really sexy.”
Standing there in his garments is making Elder Foster’s dick hard. After he helps the bishop out of his clothes, the bishop makes him undress Elder Miller. Having already fucked this stud, he knows the hot body that’s waiting for him. Once Elder Miller is completely naked, the bishop bends him over his desk and spreads his ass.
“I want you to watch closely,” he says to Elder Foster, and then he gently licks Elder Miller’s ass. “Do you think you can do this?”
The boy is too shy to say anything, but he nods and drops to his knees. As he licks the other missionary’s tight asshole, the bishop massages his neck and encourages him. “That’s great. Just like that.” The bishop walks around the desk, taking a good look at the muscular body spread out on it, and then takes Elder Miller’s head and sticks his dick in the older boy’s mouth.
Elder Foster watches the blowjob as he eats the firm ass, eager to do a good job and totally turned on. The bishop comes back around and shows him how to massage the hole with his thumb, and then how to slide his finger in and loosen up his hole.
As the Elder Foster does this, the bishop wets his finger with spit and opens up Elder Foster’s tight butthole. The boy moans as he feels the man’s thick finger work its way in. He’s already imagining the bishop’s meaty cock fucking him hard, while he fucks the other missionary…
Standing between Bishop Angus and another missionary, Elder Foster is pinned.
His dick is deep in Elder Miller, and the bishop’s cock is stuffed up his own ass. With every thrust, he pokes his companion and then impales himself on the Bishop’s fat cock.
For as long as he can remember, he has fantasized about his priesthood leaders, handsome older missionary men, taking him under their wing and fucking him. More recently he has fantasized about fucking guys his own age in the ass. And now here he is in the bishop’s office, living out both fantasies at once.
Looking down at the body of the naked missionary boy he’s fucking and feeling the bishop’s hairy chest as plows his tight missionary asshole is everything Elder Foster wants at once.
Moments before getting fucked for the first time in his life, Bishop Angus worked his fat fingers into Foster’s hole. The bishop leaned in and whispered in his ear.
“When fucking here in my office, you are strengthening your priesthood. I want to make sure you know what it’s like to have a cock inside you. You understand, Elder? Once you get drilled with a big man-cock, you’ll understand how to fuck your companion.”
The bishop pried the elder’s hole open with his fingers and then Foster felt the bishop rubbing the massive cock head on his virgin butthole.
The boy was afraid of that cock, but there was nothing he could do. Bishop Angus gripped him in his massive arms. And then the bishop thrust his hips forward and his cock pierced the boy’s butt.
The pain was sharp and immediate, and Elder Foster let out a muffled cry. At the same time, he felt his own cock driven deeper up Elder Miller’s ass. the bishop’s lips were against Foster’s ear and he gasped, “Take it like a man.”
Elder Foster clenched his butt cheeks and struggled for breath as Bishop Angus drove his cock all the way in. “That’s it, boy,” he said. “Let me in. Just relax. I like fucking young men hard and deep.”
When the Bishop pulled back, the boy’s ass was wrapped so tight around his cock that Elder Foster came back with him. Foster looked down as his dick slipped all the way out of Elder Miller’s ass. It hovered there for a second until Bishop Angus thrust his cock into the boy again and drove Foster’s dick back inside Elder Miller.
Now that he’s getting used to have a dick in him while his own dick is buried in someone else, Elder Foster starts to fuck freely. As he pounds Elder Miller, the bishop’s cock slides in and out of Foster’s hole. He can’t decide which sensation he likes better: having his dick deep in his companion, or having the bishop’s deep inside himself.
“That’s it, boy,” the burly gay daddy moans. “That’s the way we pass the priesthood from man to man. Fuck him deep, and when you cum, shove your cum in as deep as you can.”