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.
Elder Land liked being a member of the Order. He liked being a part of something the other missionaries were not. It was a secret that was only shared with a small few. A secret he didn’t even know who else knew.
It gave him a bit of excitement whenever he was around other men and other boys in the church. He knew any of them could be members as well, and potentially destined to use his hole.
Elder Land was excited for his meeting with President Faust. He knew he was set to be ordained into the higher priesthood order, an idea that both intrigued him and challenged him. He’d fought so long to fight off his urges for other men, trying not to think about his fantasies or his attractions. And despite all that, the Brethren managed to intervene just when he was most vulnerable and transformed him into a loyal servant.
Many of the men of the church are beautiful, and obedience is one of the most prized traits a congregant can possess. Sublimation of personal desires is an important step on the path to true enlightenment. To serve is the highest form of worship. Elder Land arrives before the veil to face his own test. Will he pass or will he fail?
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 could hardly sit right for days. Even his companion began to notice the unusual hesitance whenever they’d mount up on bikes or sit for dinner. He thought perhaps the boy wasn’t feeling well. He had know idea his partner’s butt was still glowing red.
Meeting with President Faust shook Elder Land to his core. Not only was he confronted once again with the sexual attraction he’d been previously fought so hard to avoid, but he experienced a level of submission that he’d never even thought about.
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.
Elder Land sat nervously in the big, white room. He leg shook up and down as his palms got sweaty and hot.He’d only been waiting a couple minutes, but he knew any meeting he had would be a test of some kind.
Ever since he revealed the truth of his sexual attractions to his mission president, he knew that all others in leadership would press him and question him about it. He knew the right answers to those questions, but he knew they were neither true nor easy to talk about it.
