Some may consider Elder Brier a rebel without a cause – but President Oaks sees right through his facade. There is something deeper stirring in the young boy, something that creates the need to act out and make sure he is noticed as an individual. It is not a simple case of narcissism. In fact, President Oaks can tell that Brier does not really enjoy being the center of attention. It is just something he has had to come to terms with because of how handsome he has always been; attention is something he cannot avoid. But regardless of what makes Brier act so rebelliously, Oaks is determined to tease it out of his psyche before letting him join the ranks of The Order. Today, Brier has been called into Oaks’s office for The Calling.
While his mischievous exploits during his mission have not gone unnoticed by the men of The Order, Elder Call has donea good job of maintaining his family name. His father, President Lewis, has watched with pride as his boy passionately serves his leaders and his fellow missionaries. And the more President Lewis hears about his stepson’s success in his private meetings with the other members of The Order, he can’t help but feel an immense sense of accomplishment. He has raised a boy who knows how to bring others joy, and that is all a man of The Order can really ask for. But today, he must put his satisfaction aside as he is summoned by The Order to guide his son through the Precious Gift ceremony.
Some may consider Elder Brier a rebel without a cause – but President Oaks sees right through his facade. There is somethingdeeper stirring in the young boy, something that creates the need to act out and make sure he is noticed as an individual. It is not a simple case of narcissism. In fact, President Oaks can tell that Brier does not really enjoy being the center of attention. It is just something he has had to come to terms with because of how handsome he has always been; attention is something he cannot avoid. But regardless of what makes Brier act so rebelliously, Oaks is determined to tease it out of his psyche before letting him join the ranks of The Order.
No matter how many times Elder Hult attempts to repent for his sins, he cannot seem to shake the dark cloud following him during his mission. Everywhere he looks, someone is waiting to unmask him for his secret lustful thoughts. He wishes the fantasies would stop, but he does not have control over them. When he sees the priests, he imagines himself on his knees, wrapping his lips around their fat cocks. When he hears his fellow missionaries in the shower, he wonders what it would feel like to let the water run over his body while getting his tight asshole pounded. The lascivious thoughts make him scared of his own mind, but he cannot deny that they bring him a dark pleasure that he cannot resist
Elder Call waits until Elder Rim is in the bathroom cleaning himself to make his move. Guided by insecurity and bit of curiosity, Call makes his way into the enclosed space, posturing as though his intentions are simply to brush his teeth and make use of the sink. Rim, ignorant to the reputation that is starting to bloom around him and his mythic ass-fucking abilities, accepts Call’s reasoning for joining him in the bathroom. Rim feels no sense of competition, as they are all there to become the highest versions of themselves they all ostensibly want nothing more than to serve the Order any way they can.
It is not common for one of the men of the Order to approach a boy outside the confines of a private space. Usually, all physical contact the boys have with the priests occurs in a ceremonious fashion. But President Lewis has not been able to stop thinking about his stepsons beautiful eyes and handsome smile. From the first moment he set eyes on the boy as a child, he knew he had to have him. So, when he sees his muscular boy rubbing his body down in the shower, he simply can’t resist the temptation. Perhaps it is not the most measured move to advance on the boy in such a fashion, but Lewis must satisfy his paternal cravings.
Elder Jones is as horny as any other teenager. Maybe even more so now that he’s tasted cock twice since coming on his mission. He want to submit completely to the Order, and to President Lewis, but he still finds himself surprised by the candor and frank sexuality of his priesthood leaders. As much as he lusts after them, it’s hard for him to think it’s anything but wrong to be aroused in front of them. President Lewis sees his servant’s heart and knows exactly how to guide him into it.
Elder Jones had a lot of fun with his last companion. The two had a powerful connection that Jones fantasized about taking further. Alas, he’s now stuck with the bleach-blonde troublemaker, Elder Clarke. Elder Clarke craves cock in his mouth and sees the massive bulge in his new roommate’s undergarments. Cozying up to him to try to be better acquainted, Elder Clarke takes the horse hung boy’s member in his hand, stroking it and shoving it down his throat! Elder Jones is hungry for more secret sex, taking Clarke’s tight hole around his throbbing cock!
Elder Jones has been struggling to reconcile his mission and his calling with the frequently recurring thoughts of the men in the church. Being surrounded by the handsome leaders and fellow missionaries has caused his mind to wander into new and unexpected areas. He’s plagued by wet dreams, imagining what they might look like naked, especially men like President Lewis. He knows it’s wrong and that he shouldn’t say anything, but the older man has asked him into the temple. Jones is afraid of what Lewis might ask him, and what might happen if he tells the truth about his fantasies.
Elder Edwards is a pillar of perfection in his white shirt, dark tie, and shiny missionary name tag. On the day of his Ordination, he holds his head up high, proud of how far he’s come. President Ballard is equally as proud, aware of the boy’s long journey and his humility and determination throughout. Now, the boy presents himself to the older man to make the final commitment and be brought into the Order. He’s waited patiently for this moment, but now, all he can do is imagine the handsome leader’s thick shaft splitting open his tight, pink hole.