Logan Cross - Elder Land - Ordination
Elder Land felt like he was in some sort of dream. The idea that he had Bishop Gibson inside him was enough to make him cum again and again. Unfortunately, the moment of his initiation was far too brief. Nearly as quickly as the handsome man had inseminated him, he was dressed and gone, leaving with Elder Land with just a tingling, wet hole. Days went by and he didn?t see Gibson again. He wondered what the Order wanted from him? if he disappointed them. Was he not good enough for them? For him? It was all so confusing, complicated further by the fact that he still felt deep down that his desires were sinful and wrong. And yet, there was clearly a place for his secret desires among the men of the sacred priesthood order. And his desires were becoming more powerful. At night, Elder Land would feel his flesh tingle and his heart race, thinking of Gibson?s cock back inside him. Occasionally he would even sneak his hand down under the blanket to feel his swelling young cock resulting from those thoughts. The Brethren were delighted to see that Land was giving in to his fantasies?it gave them even more power over him. Having shown a deft hand at bringing the boy to submission and vulnerability before, President Faust was ordered to bring the boy in to discipline him for his past transgressions. Elder Land wasn?t told why he was being brought in, but in his heart he knew he deserved whatever judgement had been passed. Maybe it?s one thing to enjoy being fucked because it?s the older man doing it to him; but it?s another thing to surrender to lustful thoughts. The nervous boy met the handsome president in the basement of the temple. Eyes locked on the boy, the president watched as Land trembled his way into the dark room. Faust walked up close to him, quickly grabbing him by the belt buckle and pulling him close to him. ?You will get undressed,? the man said aggressively. It scared Elder Land. He knew he was in for it! The boy undressed hurriedly, trying to do what he was told as fast possible as to avoid any additional aggression. He?d never seen President Faust in this light. He wasn?t just powerful, he was commanding. President Faust sat in a large, red chair as Land undressed, seeing the way his words made the boy quake. ?You look nervous,? he said plainly, as if more to correct than to console. His eyes stared into Land?s, seeing them meet his with stunned fear. Pulling him closer to him, he whispered, ?Don?t worry, I?ll be gentle.? Land stood stiff as a board, shielded only by the sheer fabric of his garments as President Faust began to run his hands over his body. The dominant man wasted no time in getting his paws right under the garments and against his skin, feeling his stomach and genitals. President Faust then removed his underwear completely, stripping him of any sense of security and protection. Elder Land could barely breath as the older man?s eyes locked him in place. The cold feel of his wedding band grazed over his naked body, sending a slight chill down his spine. Seeing the boy?s fear, he pulled him down over his lap, pushing his knees between his legs and lifting his pelvis up. The boy?s perfect, smooth ass was presented for him as he placed his hand on top of it. Elder Land looked out into the blackness of the room, unsure of what would happen. Then suddenly, he felt it. Smack! The president?s hand spanked his ass. Not too hard, but just enough that he could feel a slight sting from that wedding ring hitting his flesh. Smack! It came again. Smack! And again. It kept coming faster and faster, over and over, growing in intensity and pain. As it increased, he felt his body jerk with anticipation. Every muscle in his body seemed to tense in wait while he perspired in fear. And then, when he was expecting a rhythmically timed spanking to happen? nothing. And yet, his body moved for the phantom smack. He was confused. Even a little disappointed. But instead, the president?s hand gently caressed his pained cheeks, rubbing them sweetly and delicately. It felt like heaven. Better than he?d ever been touched. It was calming in a way he?d never dreamed. It wasn?t just tender, it was sweeter because it wasn?t a smack! The older man licked his fingers and even teased his hole. ?Ready for a paddle boy?? Faust whispered to him. Elder Land wasn?t sure what he?d said, and he didn?t really even respond. He was mesmerized by his touch and the soft caress of his palms not hitting him. Then, the kind hand moved away, breaking its perfect union with his body. An eternity passed in a couple of seconds while he waited for what would happen. And then, the sound came. Whap! The reverberation through his body was intense it felt like fire. Whap! It came again! Whap! And again. Elder Land looked back and could see a smooth wooden paddle in the president?s hands. With his eyes on it, he could see it coming again. His body tensed, his ass clenching as he saw it come down and make contact. President Faust saw the boy?s eyes and with his free hand, twisted the boy?s neck back away. He didn?t want him to see it coming. The boy?s cheeks got redder and redder. His breathing became harder, but shallower, exhaling with each impact. And then, once again, it stopped. Elder Land held his breath waiting for the next strike. Instead, that soft, smooth hand passed over his searing hot ass. The delicate touch was just enough of a shock to make him breath out, but also so sweet it relaxed his hole body. President Faust wet his finger and ran them over his hole. ?This getting you horny boy?? he asked. He could feel the boy?s hole answer for him, pulsing and opening for the man?s wandering digit. Placing the finger in his mouth, President Faust made it incredibly wet and warm. He brought it back down and squeezed it inside him. ?Mmm? tight hole, boy.? All Land could do was whimper as it went in. And he wanted more. His whole body was a mess of nerves and fear and excitement. And as grown as he was and as strong as his body was, in that moment, he felt so small that he could fit in the president?s hand. And that?s exactly how President Faust wanted him. This boy was no longer just a young man, he was possession. His possession. His special, beautiful, sexy toy. And he was determined to open him up and see what he was capable off. He pulled his finger out of the boy?s hole, putting it back in his mouth along with another, tasting the sweet flavor of the boy?s fuck hole. With two fingers wet, he brought them back to the mouth of the boy?s ass, placing them nearly as swiftly as when he wet them. Elder Land moaned louder, beyond ecstatic to feel his ass being played with so expertly. Little did he know, President Faust was just warming him up?
Rod Pederson - Elder Miller - Disciplinary Action
Gorgeous Elder Miller?s companion caught him breaking the rules. Now he?s facing a painful and humiliating punishment at the hands of the Patriarch. 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 Mormon 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 Holland - - Disciplinary Action
Elder Holland thought he was in the clear, but his nosy companion saw everything! Elder Holland took advantage of the situation by getting Elder Oaks to fool around with him, not realizing they could be heard by their missionary neighbors! President Nelson caught the boys together naked and was had to take action. He knows that a willful young man like Elder Holland needs strict discipline, and he?s just the man to give it.
Kenzie Madison - Kenzie Gets Spanked By Sebastian
Kenzie Madison has been found to require correctional discipline which Sebastian, as head of Boynapped, is bound to deliver. Never shy of his duties, Sebastian has Kenzie over his knee for a prolonged spanking. Not convinced Kenzie has learnt his lesson, he assumes several impossible spanking positions including one very entertaining one suspended from the roof. Watch as Kenzie, takes a beating and is made to expose his fuckable teen hole.
Brandon Moore - Elder White: Bishop's Interview
The boy tries not to make a sound, but as the President teases his pink hole with gentle nudging and prodding motions, he lets out involuntary whimpers. Even when the man spanks his ass hard, he doesn?t move or cry out. It?s the strangest thing, but he finds himself wanting to be there. Not wanting Oaks to stop. Something about the pain is turning him on. Not the pain exactly, but he can?t describe it. All Elder White can think is that he wants to be punished. He wants the man to spank him harder. This is supposed to be purifying, but the sensation is so electrifying it?s making his dick painfully hard and weep precum.
