Bishop Gibson has served the Order well over the years, having come into the ranks as a powerful daddy and leader. But sadly, he missed out on being a good servant during his mission. Deep down in his heart, he longs to be fucked and dominated like the young missionaries he oversees. Fortunately, the Brethren have extended him the opportunity to be formally brought in as one of the boys, starting with his initiation with Bishop Hart. Hart is eager to see his colleague and brother in title submit to him and to give him his seed.
Over at MormonBoyz, President Lee is a patient and understanding man. He knows that boys will be boys and their hormones and bodies are almost beyond their control. Still, the Order has very specific expectations for its members… even those who are yet to be ordained.
Having heard of Elder Ingles’ recent transgressions, he felt the need to step in and course correct. Lee knew of Ingles’ tryst with Bishop Gibson but it was decided by the Brethren that this was a fault of leadership, not of the missionary.
After all, Elder Ingles had been told to obey his superiors, and Gibson was certainly well above him. This alone would have been forgivable, even permitted, were it the only time Elder Ingles acted outside of his prescribed sexual activity.
Elder Ingles followed behind Bishop Gibson, unsure of why he was being pulled away. He’d often watched the handsome man whenever they were in the same room, fantasizing about him, but he’d never spoken with him until now.
Bishop Gibson couldn’t stop thinking about the way President Faust ordered him around. As intense and demanding as it was,
Gibson only craved more.
All his life he’d been aroused by powerful men. Even when he was younger, he’d get embarrassing erection whenever his dad yelled at him or disciplined him. This continued throughout his life, even into his work with the church and the Order.
President Faust is a patient man, but he’s also stern when he has to be. The one thing he won’t abide is even a hint of disobedience, whether it’s in the boys he’s inducting into the Order or the fellow priesthood leaders. He’s seen the way his stable of missionaries fawn over Bishop Gibson and he’s certain that he’s fucking them without his permission. This cannot stand. He’s called in Bishop Gibson to atone in an effort to remind him who’s really in charge.
Bishop Gibson followed President Lee into the sacred chamber, eager to see what the older man had to teach him. As a member of the Order, he knew he was fortunate to be surrounded by some of the most powerful and handsome men he’d ever meet. And as such, he wanted to learn all he could.
Elder Land has been a model missionary for the Order. He’s done all that they’ve asked for and never once turned away or objected.
When he first started his induction, he’d been so focused on quieting his same-sex desires. And now, he can’t get enough of the daddy dick he’s been tasked to serve.
Bishop Gibson was instrumental in bringing him to where he is today and has never forgotten how Elder Land would fantasize about him relentlessly. That kind of early devotion is powerful and precious and should never be taken for granted.
The first two pegs were easy. Well, easier. Elder Land had been playing with his hole for years and knew he could take anything from tiny fingers to big cocks. But it wasn’t the stretchers that truly tested him.
His desires for the men were becoming more than he could possibly contain. And President Faust had lay claim to his mind and body in way that he couldn’t have imagined before his mission.
Elder Land’s skin tingled as Bishop Gibson moved around him. It was an unusual sensation, like goosebumps, but better. Something about standing next to the handsome man while he was completely naked stirred up something inside him.
Save for the temple shield he was provided, he was as naked as he was back when the handsome bishop had fucked him back in his office. This moment was different, however.
Elder Land stared up at his ceiling all night. His companion was fast asleep, long mellowed by the mundanity of their day. But Elder Land was stuck thinking about what had he’d learned.
Following his invasive meeting with President Faust–a meeting in which he was aggressively fondled and milked–the older man told him about a secret organization known simply as The Order.