Elder Sorensen sat patiently in a dark room in the temple. He knew he was expected to meet with President Oaks, but he didn’t know what the handsome leader would ask of him. His mind began to drift in the blackness of the room, stray thoughts coming in and out of his head.
Lately he’d been having trouble sleeping, which had left him somewhat unfocused. Each night as he’d fall asleep, he’d begin thinking about the sexy older men of the Order and he’d get wrapped up in an erotic dream about how he would service them.
The dreams were vivid and powerful, often resulting in him waking up either fully erect or covered in his own cum. He did his best to keep a clear head, but by now he knew that a meeting with any of the handsome men was likely to result in his total submission and physical ecstasy. Just then, he saw something that made him question whether or not he had fallen into another one of his dreams. One right after the other, President Oaks, President Nelson, and Bishop Angus all entered the dark room… together.
The young man couldn’t believe his luck. He loved these men and would truly do anything they wanted; only in his dreams had he thought about taking on three at once! They came upon him while he stayed seated, placed their hands on his head, and set him apart. After the silent declaration, he looked to them for a sign of what to do. Without giving any instruction, the three men began to undress him, pulling away his clothing piece by piece. The older men knew Elder Sorensen needed no direction: he’d repeatedly proven himself more than capable of doing as they pleased.
Once he was down to just his garment shorts, Presidents Oaks and Nelson flanked him on either side, running their strong hands down his tight, smooth torso, trailing the length of his body down to the hem of his garment top. Each man then snuck their hands up the legs of the boy’s garment bottoms, fondling his genitals from beneath. Bishop Angus rubbed his growing erection through his pants as his colleagues continued to dominate their young devotee. The burly bear loved seeing Elder Sorensen give himself over to them. As his excitement built, he pulled his cock out of his pants, catching the missionary’s lustful eye at MISSIONARY BOYS.
“Sorensen,” President Nelson whispered in the boy’s ear, seeing the boy’s attention shift. “Suck his dick.” Elder Sorensen obediently bent down on all fours as Bishop Angus stepped himself closer. As the boy brought his mouth to Angus’ member, President Oaks gently pulled down his garments, exposing just enough for Sorensen’s hole to be out and available. Elder Sorensen truly worshipped Bishop Angus’ cock. He loved the man more than he could say and savored every chance he had to service him.
As the thick cock filled his mouth, Sorensen couldn’t help but look up at the bearded man, eager to see the expression on his face. There was nothing more satisfying than seeing him close his eyes and smile from his efforts. Bishop Angus loved the boy as well, never missing the chance to place a hand gently on the back of his head and hold him supportively. He’d seen this boy grow and mature throughout his induction and ordination and couldn’t believe what a perfect cocksucker he’d become. He couldn’t be prouder.
“Elder Sorensen,” Nelson spoke to him again. “Suck his dick.” The young Mormon looked behind him, seeing President Oaks standing tall, stripped down to his garments with his large erection poking up. Sorensen turned his body around as the salt and pepper daddy removed his shorts, freeing his cock for the boy’s mouth to quickly latch on to. As he serviced President Oaks, he felt Angus working his hole from behind, wetting it with his saliva-covered thumb and pressing him open slowly. He focused his mind solely on President Oaks, wanting to give him the service he knew he deserved, but deep down he wanted to feel Angus completely own his ass.
Bishop Angus admired the young man’s cheeks and pucker, knowing well what it was like to have his cock sheathed inside. Once his thumb was penetrated deep, he could tell the boy was ready for more, and he was happy to reward him for his hard work. With a solid motion, Angus pushed his cock deep inside Sorensen and held it still for a moment. The young boy let out the quietest of moans on President Oaks’ cock, doing everything he could to not lose focus on his primary task.
Sorensen kept his hole open to the bishop, letting the muscle daddy work him from behind as he desired, but never letting the president’s cock slip off his lips. As he was filled from both sides, he felt President Nelson grope and fondle his body all over. His head spun as he got lost in the moment. Without having to think of anything other than the pleasure of the three men, he felt himself become free of any worry or care. His mission was clear and his attention was pointed: do anything and everything they wanted…
