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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.

Sometimes daddies need to dole out punishment as well as affection. And sometimes, the best way to show a boy you love him is to fuck him like it?s punishment. When this sexy stepdaddy finds out that his stepson has been stealing from their Latin guest, he bends the troublemaker over his knee to spank some sense into him. When the foreign exchange student sees this, the young guy can?t help but be turned on. Watching the older man display such strength and power gets his heart racing and his cock hard, desperate to feel his host?s big hand smack his smooth, tan behind. The horny stepdaddy is more than happy to give him a taste of his rough side, bending him over and fucking him hard and raw!

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 was barely able to catch his breath from his exhaustive climax and couldn?t stop looking at his load as Faust took a cloth and wiped it from his hand. Between his deep breaths and pounding heart beats, he listened as President Faust explained the secret fraternal organization and how he was being invited to be inducted and tried for his worthiness. He didn?t know what it was more than that, but knew he wanted in. He instinctively knew this would help him manage his same-sex attraction. Maybe they had secrets and a deeper understanding of sexuality that others didn?t have? ?Or maybe this was a trick. But then he remembered there was a strange quote from Joseph Smith to the other early brethren of the church. He told a select group of converts that if they knew all the things that he knew about sex, they would want to take his life. What could he possibly have meant? Lying awake, his mind explored every possible option of what he should do and what the consequences of his action or inaction might be. He counted scenarios like he was counting sheep, and similarly, he went to be listless and uneasy. When he awoke, he thought he?d continue on with his missionary work. Maybe he could pretend nothing happened and ignore this new information about The Order. Other missionary boys seemed to be fine without it and he?d probably be better off without it. He was perfectly content in this until he received a call from his mission president. He would be going on splits. His companion would stay in their area, but he would be heading to the temple. He was told that he would receive a special calling. Once he got there, a temple patron stopped him on his way inside the temple and told him that the Brethren had requested his presence in office of the temple president. There he was to meet with Bishop Gibson. That did it. Bishop Gibson. The handsome, powerful, and tempting. The one thing that strayed him from true virtue. He nodded timidly and made his way to the temple president?s office to meet with the bishop. A part of him deep down thought maybe he should be running the opposite direction, but he knew just as deeply that he?d never forgive himself if he let this opportunity pass him by. As soon as he entered the office of the president, he was told to take a seat. ?I?m here to formally invite you into The Order,? the handsome man said to him, sitting behind his desk, blue eyes focused on the boy?s apprehensive expression. ?Do you know what that means?? Elder Land gulped, intimidated by how powerless he felt in front of him. ?I?ve heard of it,? he stammered, ?but I don?t know quite what to expect.? ?It means that you do everything I ask you to do,? said the bishop. ?And you can begin by standing up.? Elder Land did as he was told. Even when he was told to take off his shirt, he did was he was told. When Bishop Gibson told him to take off his pants, that?s the first time he blinked. ?Excuse me?? Land asked, surprised, mostly in disbelief that Gibson of all people was asking this of him. ?If you want to join the Order,? the bearded man spoke slowly and deliberately, ?you must do everything I say. Take off your pants.? And with that, Elder Land did. He wanted to make Bishop Gibson like him, even if it meant undressing in front of him and betraying his efforts to avoid same-sex encounters. This blind submission hit another road bump, however, when he was told to remove his garments. ?Take off your undergarments.? Land paused. He felt frozen. Still wasn?t sure this wasn?t a trip of some kind. He hesitated. ?I said, take off your undergarments.? Bishop Gibson could see his fear. It was enough to make the otherwise tan-skinned, healthy young boy look white as a ghost. The older man was struck with a moment of empathy, and in a kinder, gentler, almost paternal way gestured and said, ?Come here.? Elder Land stepped closer. He took shallow breaths with each step, waiting to see what would happen. His unspoken question was answered when Bishop Gibson ran a hand over his stomach, feeling under the shirt of his garments, tracing his fingertips over his abs. Elder Land had a tight, muscular body. It was compact like a gymnast?s, strong and masculine. It was seemingly at odds with his delicate and boyish face, making him look caught between adolescence and adulthood. Bishop Gibson took a moment to consider him and stated in a seductive whisper, ?You must do everything we say.? With that, he took a hand to the boy?s genitals, feeling them swell beneath the fabric of his garments, and listening as Land panted quietly inside his broad chest. Elder Land didn?t want to get hard, he didn?t even want to be aroused, but his body once again turned on him and revealed his true desires to a member of the priesthood. ?Nice. Very nice.? Bishop Gibson pulled off Land?s garments, revealing his smooth, athletic frame. He studied it for moment before continuing, ?Get on the desk.? Gibson stood up, clearing space for Land to move. The boy hesitated only for a second before getting on top of the desk as asked. It was strange and bizarre, but in a way, this was the fantasy he?d spent so many quiet, illicit moments fantasizing about. To have Bishop Gibson see him and want him. With his ass high in the air, his muscular backside was practically calling to the powerful bishop. He walked around the perimeter of the desk, checking out his young catch from all sides. When he stopped behind him, he gently pulled his penis back, pointing it?s hard, stiff length straight down. He played with his balls, too, watching them fall in place. But his real joy came when he leaned down and took a taste of Land?s tight hole. ?Very nice,? he whispered, almost to himself, as he came up from his first sampling. He licked his lips and savored him like he was delicious snack. He dove his face back down, harder this time, intentionally running the soft bristles of his beard against Land?s delicate, eager hole. As his mouth trailed over it, he could feel it react on the tip of his tongue. Elder Land was in ecstasy, but he was still torn about his feelings. Were it not for the fear of hell and all the damnation he?d been taught, being sensually tasted by Bishop Gibson would be his version of heaven. His mind and body were locked, however, on all fours on that desk. Nothing save for the words of Bishop Gibson could get him off. The older man lifted up from the boy?s hole and moved around to his front side. He looked in the wide, aroused eyes of his inductee, then down to his pouty lips. ?Kneel,? he ordered, with the precise severity of a trainer to a pet dog. And like a well trained pup, Elder Land was quick down to his knees. Bishop Gibson pointed casually to his crotch as he pulled his penis out through the pants zipper. It was clear to the young boy what that meant as he was fast to throw those pouty lips around the handsome man?s member. It tasted better than he imagined. Inhaling the scent of his crotch and sucking down the shaft of his penis, Elder Land worshipped his crush?s cock. Bishop Gibson looked down, unbuttoning his shirt and removing his belt. He was impressed. This boy was working hard for him. Really showing his devotion to him. And obeying every command he laid out. The older man continued to strip down, losing his clothing piece by piece while Elder Land never once lost sight of his mission: to serve. The only thing that fought for his attention was the gentle, appreciative way Bishop Angus ran a hand on the back of his head as he bobbed up and down on his shaft. It was subtle and soft, but it gave him a feeling unlike anything he?d hoped to receive before. ?I want you on the desk,? Gibson said softly. His tone wasn?t harsh, but simply direct. It spoke to Land in that same way the touch of his hand did. It made him submit, but only because deep down Land wanted to. Elder Land moved back to the desk, leaning over it and placing his hands flat on its surface. Behind him, Bishop Gibson removed the remainder of his clothing, stripping down naked. Land stole a look back, seeing the man?s amazing body. It was better than he fantasized, and it was right there with him. Bishop Gibson stood closer to him, stroking his hard, wet cock, placing a hand on the boy?s soft butt. He ran a finger up the crack of his ass, teasing his hole as it moved. Without much else, Gibson planted his penis where his finger had trailed, pressing it up against the tight pucker of his ass. Land closed his eyes, feeling the soft, golden hairs of the man?s stomach and legs press against him as he made himself closer and closer. Soon, it seemed as if he couldn?t get closer, pressing hard against the timid hole of Elder Land. The young boy took a breath, bit his lip, and exhaled slowly as he felt the fullness of Bishop Gibson slide inside him. Was he dreaming? Could this be real? How is it that he?s having sex with him? Bishop Gibson placed a hand on the boy?s shoulders, holding him tight as he moved himself even deeper. Once he was all the way, he could hear the end of the boy?s sustained breath turn into a moan. He hit the spot. Bishop Gibson had his target set. He pumped himself increasingly faster and faster, pounding his substantial member against the boy?s inside, making him moan louder and louder. And he knew he wouldn?t stop until the boy was oozing cum all over the desk?

A lot of pressure can build around Parent-Teacher Conference time. That?s when all the school-boy secrets are revealed and daddies must decide what they?re going to do with their sons. When this young man confesses to not doing his homework, his old man reminds him just how smart and special he is, but insists they find a way to get his grades up. Luckily for the boy, that?s not the only thing that gets up! Happy that his stepdad will help him out, the two kiss and embrace, leading to a hot, bareback fuck session. Their passion builds, making the older man have to choose between his boy?s hot mouth and hole on his cock or heading off for his meeting!

Since their first private encounter, Elder Ivy has not been able to take his mind off the beautiful silver-haired President Oak.Today, he must perform yet another ritual leading him closer to the high priesthood of the Order, and he is pleased to discover that it will be President Oaks overlooking the proceedings. Assisting him is Stepbrother Hales, who begins by commanding doe-faced Ivy to prepare the stretcher, a long wood bench that is studded with thick pegs to be plunged into his waiting asshole. The look of surprise on Ivy?s face when the stretcher is revealed is obvious, but he can do nothing but follow his orders, oiling up each of the pegs as he makes his way closer to President Oaks. Once the oiling has been completed, Oaks commands his Hales to prepare the boy by removing his clothes. As he peels off the young man?s dress shirt, he reveals Ivy?s toned body and chiseled abs, exciting Oaks as he watches from the chair. Oaks becomes so inflamed with the desire that he stops Stepbrother Hales from undressing the boy, choosing to finish the job himself. He reaches into the boy?s underwear from behind, grabbing his cock and massaging it before sending him to the end of the stretcher to begin the ceremony. Ivy sits gingerly down on the first peg, savoring the feeling of penetration as his smooth hole is expanded. He moves onto the next peg, realizing that they are becoming progressively larger as he proceeds. The thought of reaching the final peg simultaneously scares and excites him. But what he does not realize is that beyond the final peg waits for a hard assfucking from the waiting President Oaks. Once he completes the stretcher, Oaks slides his thick cock in from behind, spit-roasting the boy with the help of chiseled Hales, and teaching him that atonement comes with a mix of pleasure and pain.

It can be difficult having to share a bed with your cousin, especially when you?re desperate to jerk off. Not wanting to wake up his cousin, he slips into his stepdad?s room to find him sleeping naked? as he always does. Slipping into bed, his horny stepdaddy notices his rock hard cock and knows the boy needs a good hard fuck. The young boy sucks his stepdaddy?s cock while the bearded man devours his tight, smooth hole, all before slipping his huge dick deep inside. Forgetting his sleeping nephew in the next room, Jacob pounds his boy?s hole, waking the young man. The curious cousin walks in to find his cousin and stepuncle fucking hard and eagerly joins in!

Elder Holland blames his companion for what happened to him. His punishment was so severe that his butt was still sore when he and Elder Oaks were reunited! And to make matters worse, he?s sure his companion?s dad, President Oaks, didn?t do a thing. He?s determined to make him pay? and he?s not taking no for an answer.

Etienne Erik and John Rodriguez face each other in the return match from Paris Rough House Assault 18 ?Finger in the Ass?!?. The rule of submission is particularly vicious and unedited again: the wrestler who submits does not win the sexual trophy? On the contrary, the first one who manages to penetrate his opponent wins the fight!? This combat is fully oiled!? Here, the fight and Fuck are definitely? 2inOne

When this fun stepuncle comes to stay, it causes some tension between two growing boys. The younger one always gets the athletic man?s attention while the older boy feels left out. His suspicions are confirmed when he sees his popular stepuncle kissing the younger stepbrother in their bedroom! The pervy stepuncle has his favorite, but that doesn?t mean he doesn?t love them both? especially seeing just how much they?ve grown. In an effort to make the older boy see what he sees, he barebacks his younger nephew in front of him, showing him just how sexy he is before giving the older boy a chance to feel his dick inside him!

Leafing through the pages of the sacred text, Stepbrother Clark pauses to take a look at his gold watch. He is deep in study, but he is growing antsy. It has been a while since he has had the opportunity to touch a boy?s body, and he is hungry for the affection and passion that comes from sensual engagement. He reaches down and touches his growing cock through his slacks, wishing there was a boy around who he could take advantage of. That?s when he hears rustling in the other room. He is unsure what it is, but he hears the clinking of belts accompanied by the small moaning sounds of a young missionary boy. He abandons his studies to discover the source. He peeks into the next room and sees Angel manhandling Elder Stewart on the bed. It is a strange sight to behold, like a lion mauling a lamb, but Clark is endlessly turned on as he witnesses their passion. He wonders whether he should interrupt the unsanctioned intercourse ? after all, it is his duty to help uphold the law of The Order. But his own lust is too strong to allow him to stop such an alluring display of masculine sexuality. He can only watch in awe as the boys ravage each other. Angel pulls young Stewart?s clothes off as he prepares to dominate his nubile body. He is excited to enter the boy once again, as they have had many secret rendezvous just like this one. He slides his cock inside Stewart?s mouth gingerly, letting the boy lick and suck the head of his dick. Then, he inserts his boner into Stewart?s tight asshole, breaking him in slowly as he sinks deeper into his butt. Finally, the desire erupts in a shower of hot cum for the boy. As he watches, Stepbrother Clark is left speechless.

When a school night study session becomes an all-nighter, a young boy asks his handsome stepdad if his classmate can sleepover to keep on going. Even with the older man?s approval, the two boys would rather right into bed than into the books. The horned up guests asks his young host to join him under his covers, leading to hot, naked kissing. The lovers get lost in their late-night make-out when the muscle bear stepdaddy walks in and catches them in the act! The stepson?s friend is terrified he?ll tell his parents! Instead, the older man says he?ll keep his lips sealed as long as he can dip in on their fun!

This clip is intended for Women, Wives, and Girlfriends. It gives you the basic instructions to make your husband docile and respectful. The man?s purpose is to make and keep - YOU HAPPY. This ranges from all the chores he will do to turning complete financial control over to YOU. If he ever disagrees with you, corporal punishment will result. But most often the key to his control lies in his cock. Though it will not be enough to satisfy you, and you will need to find other, bigger, harder cocks, it is the essence of your control over him. It will entice him to follow all your instructions - like holding your cum-filled panties against the wall with his nose, without dropping them, until you let him come to you and worship your feet.THE FEMALE CONTROLLED FAMILY: YOU SEE LADIES IT IS ALL ABOUT THE COCK. Keeping Hubby hard all the time without letting him cum, is the best motivator for hubby?s obedience. When all his chores are done, his paycheck is deposited into My account and My pussy is satisfied, I may pull his apron up over his head and play with his cock. For My amusement of course. He is never allowed to initiate sex or ejaculate without My permission. Today he gets the rare pleasure of feeling My Hands in Leather Gloves on his cock.Ladies often ask ME for my advice on how they can be served and worshiped every day, getting all the chores done, keeping their bank accounts full, plus getting worshiped. Ladies this will ensure that you enjoy the strong benefits of FEMALE AUTHORITY.?But if he lets his little cocklet cum, he will pay!?

Dr. Ruckus is back home in his evil lair when his patient, Christian Wilde sneaks in and surprises him. Christian has figured out that his therapist has been doing something to his mind, causing the strange sexual behavior. He puts his hand over Ruckus?s mouth, then uses the chain from therapy to subdue him.Christian tries to keep his sketchy therapist from using any trigger words by cramming his big cock in his mouth. When he realizes he is still wearing fishnets and has no idea why, he pauses, giving Ruckus just enough time to call out ?City Bus? which causes Christian to masturbate wildly.After that, Christian is putty in Dr. Ruckus?s hands again. He uses new trigger words to have his way with him, making Christian pound his ass, suck his dick, and eventually stroke both their cocks together until they both cum.

When Elder Gardner was called back to the temple, he was full of excited anticipation. He knew he was once again going to meet with President Ballard and it made his heart race. The president and he had become very intimate, spending most of their private time together kissing and having sex. It was a sexy secret that made him unbelievably giddy. He knew he was supposed to keep that secret and never talk about his trysts with the handsome president. He was also not to mention the Order or any of the sex he?d been having. But one day the excitement was more than he could contain. While he and his companion, Elder Lund, were talking about controlling sexual urges, Elder Gardner let it slip that he?d learned that not all desires had to be suppressed. One thing led to another, and before he knew it, Elder Gardner had not only revealed the truth of the Order, he?d managed to get his thick cock in his roommate?s mouth! Gardner trusted his companion to keep his secret, especially since they had shared such a hot encounter. But Elder Lund, still feeling compelled to follow the missionary tradition of tattling, told the mission president everything! Not knowing any of this, Elder Gardner walked into the temple smiling, making his way instinctively toward the bright rooms in which he?d been courted time after time. Instead, the temple patrons told him to head down toward the basement. The bright white areas of the temple fell away as he went further down. The spaces went dark and the halls became less inviting. He made his way into a large, dark room, where President Ballard stood patiently. For a second, Gardner was thrilled, hoping for a happy reunion. The expression on the president?s face, however, was less than pleased. Standing beside him stood Bishop Angus, his beefy chest puffed out in his white shirt. He similarly looked stern, pressing his lips together in a way that made them hide beneath his salt and pepper beard. Gardner?s expression changed to one of concern. ?They knew. Bishop Angus explained that he had violated the sacred vow of secrecy. Measures were already being taken to keep the Order protected, but the infraction could not and would not go unpunished. Elder Gardner began to plead his case for forgiveness, but was quickly stopped. Angus told him they had their own method of atonement that he was to complete. And he would oversee. The two men walked over to a short, cloth-covered table. It appeared to have objects underneath, though Gardner could not tell what. Ballard and Angus removed the cover to reveal a narrow table studded with black, shiny pegs, increasing sequentially in size. Bishop Angus sat down in large, red chair placed at the end of the table, closest to the largest of the pegs. He looked up at the wide-eyed and nervous Gardner, then to President Ballard. ?Let?s begin by getting Elder Gardner undressed.? President Ballard nodded, displaying an unusual deference that Elder Gardner had not seen. He did as the bishop ordered, undressing the young missionary piece by piece. Ballard?s hands moved all over Gardner?s body, removing even his socks, shoes, and garments. Where he could, he snuck in a quick, adoring touch of his stomach and chest. Ballard shot Gardner a small smile, indicating to him that he would look after him. The young boy was comforted slightly, but couldn?t escape the steely look of Bishop Angus overseeing his trial. ?Prepare the stretcher and have the boy proceed to the first peg.? President Ballard lingered a hand on Gardner?s body for an extra second before retrieve a bottle of oil out from under the table. He pushed a few squirts of the clear liquid onto his hands and then began to rub each of the shiny protuberances. As the president moved down the line, Gardner?s body visibly tensed, watching the older man?s hand squeeze over each knob. As they got bigger, he could see the man?s fingers stretch open wider and wider, until the very last one appeared to be the size of a pool ball? maybe bigger. He got nervous, knowing how that oil had been used before. As if hearing his worried thoughts, President Ballard came back over to him and rubbed some oil onto his tight hole. It felt good, but it all but confirmed for the young boy what his atonement would be. Taking Gardner?s hand and walking him over to the first peg, President Ballard helped him sit down slowly and take the first peg into his hole. ?All the way down,? Bishop Angus ordered, watching closely from the far end of the table?s length. Gardner did and then immediately started to move off. ?I didn?t tell you to come up.? Gardner shot him a scared look, unsure of what to do. He stayed frozen like a deer in headlights. Angus nodded, indicating that the boy sit fully back down on it. Gardner complied. ?How does it feel,? Angus asked. ?Was it easy?? Elder Gardner nodded hesitantly, not sure if he should be honest or say what he wanted to hear. What did he want it to hear? Should it be hard? It certainly wasn?t easy. Bishop Angus told him to move to the next one. And then the next one. Each time giving off rapid-fire instructions. Move up and down. Stay up. Stay down. Lift up his balls so he could inspect the penetrating object. Each time asking how it feels. And every time that Gardener answered positively, he was ordered to continue. It hurt to press himself down on the next. He couldn?t take it all and his hole was beginning to burn. He told Bishop Angus this and he could could see him struggling. Angus let Gardner stroke himself, thinking it might relax him a little, but even this allowance was not enough. ?I can?t do it,? Gardner said defeated under his breath. It was then that President Ballard came behind him and put his hand on the back of his neck. With the other hand, the older man took over his stroking. Gardner felt better. Calmer. Nothing was quite like the touch of President Ballard. Still, even with the older man?s intervention, he had hit his limit. ?You did the best you could,? Bishop Angus said, taking a more fatherly tone than before. He?d not raised his voice or shown his anger once. He seemed more disappointed than upset. But the way he said this seemed like it was to make Gardner feel better about his failure than to make him feel bad about his wrongdoing. Still feeling slightly defeated (and slightly worn out), Elder Gardner was brought by the two men into a side room. In the middle of this room stood a low, large, black stool, like a giant ottoman. The two men bent him over the low platform on all fours. They retrieved a red cloth and blindfolded him. In the blackness of his mind, Gardner?s imagination began to race. President Ballard held his head in his hands, reminding the boy he was not alone, as if the president were still keeping him safe. Bishop Angus ran his fingers over the boy?s hole, feeling how incredibly hot and wet it was. It seemed as if a small furnace was burning under it. The two men looked down on Gardner and began to slowly undress. All the while, the young boy stood completely still, listening carefully over his beating pulse to the sound of their clothing rustle and fall to the ground. He tried to imagine what the sexy men looked like in their progressing state of nakedness, listening for each article of clothing and picturing their muscular bodies. It was in his heightened sensory state that he felt Bishop Angus gently mount up behind him and place his hard, thick penis up against his sensitive hole. Ballard held him once more, keeping him still by just gently pressing his hands against the sides of his head. When Angus pushed himself into Gardner, he could feel the searing hot insides of the young boy tighten around his shaft. It was an intense feeling that even Angus had not expected. It was clear that the boy?s hole was still a bit raw and that the boy was in some kind of pain, but it felt too good to stop. President Ballard could hear the boy quietly wince and moan, and out of a sympathetic courtesy, put his fat cock in the boy?s mouth. Not even so much to silence him, but rather to soothe him. Knowing the boy?s struggle and his connection to the handsome president, Bishop Angus pulled out of the young missionary and switched places with his colleague. Ballard took stock of the boy?s hole, seeing it glisten red and pink. Even as it was, he still thought this was the most beautiful part of his young boy. ?Do you want him inside you?? Bishop Angus asked, watching Ballard lube up his cock with oil. Barely managing to speak, the young boy answered, ?Yes, sir.? With that, Ballard pushed himself slowly inside Gardner, opening him up even further than the pegs had. Gardner knew this to be true, but somehow the fact that it was Ballard made all the difference. The familiar cock knew how to open him up and to keep him open in ecstasy. Elder Gardner sucked Bishop Angus? cock as Ballard continued to fuck him. It was a lot to handle and he knew on some level the pain was part of his atonement. But for President Ballard?s cock, Elder Gardner would gladly endure whatever the Brethren asked of him?

Curfew Being a stepdad can be hard. Especially when you have a difficult stepson. And between the stress and worry, it can take its toll. And a good stepdad knows when to give a boy what?s coming to him. This stepdaddy caught his stepson sneaking out night after night, doing who knows what and decided to catch him in the act. He stayed up all night waiting to hear the boy slip back home. He thought his stepson was out having sex and sucking dick, and a part of that made him jealous. After all, his stepson is quite the looker! As the hours went by and his patience ran thin, his anger and possessiveness only escalated! Once the boy did come home, he was steaming! This tough stepdad took it into his hands to punish the sneaky boy, going so far as to even check his hole if it had been fucked! Now that?s a thorough stepdad! Sick of the boy?s lies, he shoved his pretty mouth on his rock hard cock, gagging him and choking him so he couldn?t speak. After the boy begs for mercy, the angry stepdad furiously eats his perfect ass before shoving his cock deep inside it! The painful fuck leaves the boy wishing he?d just stayed home? so perhaps it was an effective punishment! God knows I wish a stepdaddy fucked my hole hard and raw like that! But I think deep down he just wanted to make sure the kid went to bed with his load inside him and not someone else?s.

YOU ARE TRICKED INTO THINKING YOU WILL BE GETTING A 3 WAY WITH 2 WOMEN. Instead you are locked in a closet and dragged out for their amusement. Their pantyhose is over your face and their tits squeeze around your head. Before you figure out what is going on, Foxxy shoves her COCK in your mouth and you are told to SUCK THAT CLIT UNTIL SHE CUMS. - TS FOXXY AND ALURA JENSON

He gets Christian to describe how good it feels and calls that a breakthrough. Christian rambles on and on about how crazy the hallucination is while Ruckus sucks his big cock. Ruckus gets sick of the rambling and snaps again to zonk Christian out again.Ruckus grabs a long chain and holds it over Christian?s entranced body. He swings it back and forth. ?Focus on the chain. Remember out last session. Remember telling me the things you wanted to do to me. How you wanted to fuck me??He gets naked and gets Christian naked, then worships his naked body and creeps on his armpits and nipples. He snaps again.?Uh? Doc? it?s happening again. But now we?re both naked in your office except I?m wearing fishnets???City Bus??Why do you keep saying that?? Christian strokes his cock and is puzzled.Ruckus says ?Chicken Sandwich? which causes Christian to hump the air and say ?I?m gonna fuck your ass!?Ruckus claps Christian in and out of it while manipulating him into fucking his ass. He gets Christian balls deep inside him, snaps him back just to fuck with him some more.After Christian loses control and cums in his ass, Ruckus claps and tells him he has another patient to see. Christian is a bit bewildered and leaves his office in a hurry, wearing only the fishnets and his sneakers.To be continued?

Elder Esplin walked into the temple chamber wearing the ceremonial temple robes that had been requested of him.The toga-style garment hung off his body, barely covering his naked frame. Pleased to see the young man adorned as such, President Oaks could not contain his smile as the young man approached. Oaks greeted the young man and brought him to the veil of the temple. The veil is a tall wall of white cloth, upon which are holes in the shapes of the garment symbols. As Elder Esplin began to wonder about their purpose, a unseen veil worker extended his hand through one of the symbols, reaching out to gently tease Esplin?s cock. President Oaks looked on, watching the hands work over Esplin?s instantly sprung erection. Oaks stood supervising the interaction, studying Esplin?s face and body for signs of his unyielding submission. The hands moved up to touch Esplin?s smooth, strong chest, gently pinching at his nipples. This caused the young man to react throughout his entire body, feeling the sensation tingle as far out as his fingertips. Sensing this reaction, the hands retreated behind the white wall. From behind the cloth, a man?s voice spoke out, ?Disrobe him.? President Oaks took this direction and began to take off the draped, pleated cloth. The boy?s naked, athletic body seemed to glow in the white light of the room. His cock was fully erect as if compelled by the foreign figure behind the veil. President Oaks placed Elder Esplin up against the fabric wall and the mysterious figure brought his hands back through the holes. His hands grabbed at the boy?s cock and ass, feeling the fullness of his genitals and buttocks. Esplin?s bubble butt proved to be a pleasant handful for the man who worked his impressive glutes with his fingers. The hands retreated again. This time, however, an obscured face took its place, completely hidden except for the mouth that met the boy?s cock. Elder Esplin closed his eyes and felt his loins tense up as the hot, wet mouth of the stranger worked his shaft from tip to base. The mystery man?s tongue navigated the full length of his cock just long enough for Esplin?s hard-on to reach full mast. Then, just as quick as it came, the mouth, too, hid behind the veil. But soon in its place came a hard, thick cock. President Oaks took this as a cue to place a pillow on the ground and to guide Elder Esplin to his knees. Esplin did as he was led, opening his lips around the hot mass of the man?s penis. As he took it deeper in his mouth and back to his throat, President Oaks placed his hand on the back of the young blond?s head. He gently directed the boy?s motions back and forth as Esplin became focused on massaging the erection with his mouth. After the boy had salivated the cock enough, Oaks ordered him on all fours. The cock, too, dropped to meet the boy, and Elder Esplin continued his work of sucking the big dick. Meanwhile, President Oaks removed his tie and began his own engagement with Esplin?s backside. President Oaks ran his hands over the boy?s perfect ass and hanging balls, stimulating and exciting his genitals. Watching Esplin continue sucking away in an unwavering manner, President Oaks began to further undress, keeping his watchful eye on the young man?s performance. He saw much less resistance and hesitation than he had in previous sessions. He was happy to see that Elder Esplin was beginning to ease up on his apprehension and seemingly not just accept his submissive role, but love it. Seeing the Elder Esplin on all fours, President Oaks could hardly keep his fingers off of the young boy?s tight, pink hole. He knew all too well how it felt inside and out and was withholding his his own erection and drive to fuck. He focused his attention back on Elder Esplin, guiding him further in deep throating the hidden man?s cock. Of course, President Oaks was a man of powerful urges and it was only a matter of time before he was going to need to breed the dutiful young man. As Elder Esplin continued to suck, never taking his mouth off the cock presented before him, Oaks kneeled behind him and slowly pressed his hard cock into the boy?s warm, hungry hole. Just as the head of his cock slipped inside the pulsating hole of the young elder, the mystery man?s moans built up louder and faster. Esplin kept sucking hard as a hot, salty load of the man poured out in his mouth. With beads of cum dripping down his chin, President Oaks began pumping his own cock into the boy, opening his backside for another delicious load?

With a sexy, new foreign exchange student, there?s not a lot of private space in the house. Dylan, the host family?s stepson, has to share a room, leaving him very little opportunity to masturbate. When he goes to his bed to rub one out, his new roommate promises he can do what he needs to do and won?t look. The sexy boy pulls out his massive cock to jerk off, grabbing the attention of the horny visitor. The two boys get excited and start to fool around, only to be caught by Dylan?s stepdad! The handsome older man is happy to see his boys getting along and offers to show his boy just how their smooth-skinned guest likes to get fucked!

[This scene was directed by Brian Bonds who happened to be quarantined with his fianc?, Mason Lear, and their roommate, Alex Hawk and August Alexander as well. Brian wrote it, did the lighting and filmed it, then sent it to me to edit. I think he did pretty awesome for winging it from home ?? Let me know what you think of his work!]. They worship each other?s armpits, rip each other?s underwear off, eat each other?s asses and Mason fucks Alex hard until they both cum.I know this isn?t a typical Man Up scene. It?s a really hot fuck scene though.

Elder Miller has been called in to Bishop Angus? office for an evaluation. He?s very anxious to make a good impression. He irons his shirt, shines his shoes and slicks back his hair?he looks like a postcard of a missionary. He even arrives early and says a private prayer before the bishop calls him into his office. The bishop loves to perform evaluations of the elders. To measure their physical and spiritual health, he really needs to see and to touch everything. And the missionaries are very eager to earn his respect, so these one-on-one meeting are characterized by a special degree of trust and intimacy. The bishop preserves a studied formality in his dealings with the young missionaries, and Elder Miller finds the distance both intimidating and erotic. Not knowing what the bishop will ask him to say or do also sends a thrill through him. He can feel the blood rushing to his dick as he sits quietly and waits for instructions. The bishop, meanwhile, is picturing the elder?s tight, tan young body, his balls and his round ass. Elder Miller is clearly a remarkable missionary. Rather than asking him about his testimony or his missionary work, as Elder Miller expected, the bishop asks him to stand up and remove his clothing. And he?s more than happy to do as told. Could it be that the bishop thinks he?s handsome? He smiles and stands up. He yanks off his tie and drops it on the floor. He unbuttons his shirt and hands it to the bishop, leaving his athletic torso covered in nothing but the sheer temple garment. He pulls that over his head and reveals his chiseled chest. Then his pants come off, and he?s standing there in his garment bottoms. The bishop gives no sign of his approval, but he notes that his body is in perfect shape. The bishop tells him to pleasure himself through his garments, which is a relief, because there?s nothing he?d rather do. He rubs his swollen cock with one hand, and then the bishop comes out from behind his desk and gropes his chest, his belly and his dick. But he withdraws again ? Elder Miller can barely stand to be teased like this. When the bishop tells him to remove his garments, Elder Miller finally lets loose the meaty, half-hard dick that he has been hiding in there. The bishop wants to know that the young man is in perfect physical condition, so he?ll have to bring him all the way to ejaculation. He tells the elder to sit back down and masturbate. Elder Miller feels strange to be naked and hard in front of a fully-dressed priesthood leader, but obedience is the most important virtue in a young missionary, so he gets to work. As he strokes his hard dick, he wonders what it would be like to confess all of his sins to the bishop and then be physically disciplined. He imagines the bishop bending him over the desk and spanking his ass hard with his big, hairy hands. He wonders if all the other elders have had to masturbate for the bishop, too, and the thought of each of them stroking one out where he is now sitting makes him feel crazy with desire. Or is he the only one, did the bishop choose just him to come perform like this? He?s so turned on he has to stand up. He comes close to the desk, his ass and his abdomens tense as he gets ready to cum. Will the bishop be mad if he cums on the desk? Or is that what he wants? It doesn?t matter ? the orgasm suddenly arrives, and Elder Miller throws his head back with a grimace and cums all over the edge of the desk. He gives his big dick a few more tugs to make sure he got it all. The bishop is impressed. He grabs some of the semen and anoints the elder?s forehead. Elder Miller is proud and blissed-out. But apparently the evaluation isn?t over yet ? the bishop orders him to lie down on the desk for the next round?

It?s hard being a little bit of a smaller boy. Especially if you?re not super masculine. Bullying can be a real problem and one that can really get you down. That?s where a big, strong, support stepdaddy can make all the difference. This video came in and it stirred my heart? as well as my loins! A young stepson comes home feeling defeated and broken, wanting to just hide away in the arms of his handsome stepdad. The older man is quick to assure just how beautiful he is and how it will all get better. And in the meantime, he does what he can to make his boy feel good? starting by pulling out his big cock and giving it a slow, passionate blowjob. The beautiful young stepson happily takes to his stepdad?s horny advances, offering up his tight, perfect hole to be devoured and plowed. It really does get better!

Ricky Larkin wrapped up his feet as a Christmas gift to his good buddy Dillon Diaz. Dillon unwraps his feet, sucks them, worships them, fucks them, and Ricky fucks his feet and cums on them too.

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. As he waited, his mind kept circling back to Bishop Gibson. He?d had multiple fantasies and wet dreams about this handsome president and his passion was getting the better of him. The more he tried not to think about it, the more it surfaced. And at inopportune times. President Faust came into the room and sat across from him. He looked over what appeared to be some kind of binder of papers, occasionally glancing up at Elder Land. The young missionary immediately felt intimidating by him. Not just because of his position and authority, but because of the way he seemed to possess himself. President Faust had a manner about the way he moved, breathed, and darted his eyes up over his glasses that assert ed a primal power. He even had a handsome musk to him that Land could perceive as he walked by him that seemed to fill his lungs with a powerful erotic trigger. Land looked him up, frequently visiting his crotch with his eyes, waiting for their meeting to begin. President Faust nodded slightly to himself, put away the binder, and made striking, piercing eye contact with Elder Land. The boys body tensed as he looked back, knowing this would not be easy. ?Have you ever had same-sex attraction?? President Faust began. ?I?m not sure I understand,? Land responded, taken completely by surprise. He hadn?t even formally introduced himself and yet he was jumping right into his deepest shame. ?Have you ever fantasized about a man? Look at his body? or his crotch?? Elder Land?s face went white and his hands sweated harder. He could hardly his his answer over the sound of his heart pounding, but he answered no. For some reason he felt he had to say no, that this was the right answer. But he was beginning to doubt his ability to convincingly lie. ?Are you sure?? Faust continued, leaving forward to make his eyes closer. He seemed to creep closer like a lion approaching a lone gazelle. The lion sees an easy target and the gazelle knows he has nowhere to run. But once again, Land said no. Faust took a breath and broke his glance, releasing Land from his psychic lock for a second. ?I?m going to ask you to prove if you?re being honest with me. Stand up and take off your tie.? Elder Land did as he was told, unknotting his tie and handing it to the president. Faust then told him to continue, undressing even further down. Land continued, removing his clothes, despite his confusion. How will this help, he wondered. One he was going to his garments, he was sat back down and told to place his hands behind his back. When he did, the president moved behind him and held his hands together. Once again, Land inhaled his masculine, lupine scent. He couldn?t express it, but he knew it in his bones: this was an alpha male. A person with preternatural power. It aroused him to think of how he must be sexually, but he knew he should not have such thoughts. It was then that he felt a soft rope wrap around his wrists, holding him firmly in place. It took him out of his brief fantasy and invigorated a different primal feeling: fear. Moving back around, President Faust spoke ?I saw you looking at my crotch.? Elder Land looked at him intensely, not sure what to do or say. Faust removed his suit jacket, revealing the broadness of his shoulders and chest. He had a pair of suspenders that hugged him tightly, clinging to him and seeming to exaggerate his masculine features. His salt and pepper hair and beard framed his face perfectly and gave him the distinction of a man of authority. All this combined with his frankness made him both incredibly sexy and incredibly scary. He didn?t seem to need a response. Or expect one. He pulled his chair closer toward the bound boy and sat back down, resting his arms fall such that one appeared to accidentally land close to Land?s exposed inner though. Faust then began to casually, almost tauntingly caress his inner thigh, grazing his smooth skin with the fingertips, his eyes locked in a challenging stare on Land?s. The boy couldn?t look away, but he wanted to badly. It felt good. Really good. Too good. He was so desperate to be touched that the gentle movements changed his breathing and sent his heart into a rapid drumming. ?Don?t feel anything?? Faust asked, inquisitive, almost clinical. The handsome president then ran his hands along the edges of his garment bottoms, tracing the trimming and teasing out subtle responses from Land?s vulnerable body. Faust moved his ups around the seams of the legs and up to the waist band. Without any warning or production, he pulled open Elder Land?s waistband, moving his hands inside to feel his penis. Elder Land was shocked. No man had ever touched him like this. This wasn?t like going to the doctor. He was trying to excite him! Actually intending to make him erect! Faust stroked his shaft and teased him under his balls. Land was trying hard not to give in or even admit that he liked it, but his body was reacting like Faust had the owner?s manual to his eroticism. The president?s fingertips gently grazed over his genitals, moving around from his balls to his hole. He squeezed tighter and firmer, put more of his dominance behind his gestures, moving another hand up his pant leg to gently stroke his hole as well. ?Definitely looks like it?s turning you on,? Faust teased, amused with the predicament he?d put the boy in. Elder Land, fully erect, still insisted that he did not enjoy it. ?Oh? I don?t think you?re being very honest with me.? Faust took his hands away, seeing the boy?s face drop. He wanted it. He wanted more. And taking it away so quickly, the expression on the boy?s face was all the truth he needed. ?I?m going to untie your hands,? Faust smiled. ?And I want you to show me how you masterbate.? ?Isn?t that bad?? Elder Land responded, confused, but also seeing if his was yet another trick. ??Not if it?s with me.? Elder Land pulled his penis out through his garment shorts. He was nervous letting this full grown man watch him, seeing his erection and his efforts to pleasure himself. President Faust was very, very sexy and had a way about him that made Land unable to resist. While Land stroked his cock, President Faust teased his hole, spreading his legs wide apart to get his hand up through the shorts of garments once again. ?You like that?? Faust asked, whispering to him as he moved himself even closer. Inhaling his musk and closing his eyes, Elder Land nodded and continued to stroke. The president was so close he could hear the difference in their breaths; Faust?s were steady and strong, seemingly unphased by anything and meditative on seeing his boy climax. Land was panting, nervous, uncomfortable, slightly embarrassed, but even more eager to cum?

Stuffing His Boy Undies It?s perfectly natural for guys to compare their cocks with those of their peers. The concept of ?grower, not shower,? isn?t always the most comforting. Luckily for this boy, his stepuncle is there to remind him just how sexy and special he is. Finding the boy stuffing his underwear before school, the older man takes it upon himself to give the boy the attention he so desperately craves. His loving stepuncle drops to his knees and sucks down on his nephew?s hard knob, giving him all the padding in his briefs he could want!

I LOVE BEING COVERED IN CUM… AND MAKING MY HUBBY EAT IT.Muscular Goddess Nyomi likes to fuck. A LOT. Her husband just is not enough to satisfy her incredible sexual appetite, she needs to be fucked at least 15 times a day. In fact, she has such contempt for him that she has locked him away in chastity. The only time he gets to eat is when the Goddess comes after having multiple men creampie her pussy.Now she is relaxed on the couch after getting fucked 10 times; It's time for Hubby to feed. He crawls out in his mask and straight jacket and goes straight into suck cum from her moist pussy. After the Goddess has Orgasms, she decides to let Hubby cum too… although it may not be to his liking. After all, it is incredibly uncomfortable to Cum in Chastity.

As Elder Ivy has moved through the rituals required of him in his mission, he has experienced a constant flurry of emotion. While the initial trepidation that comes with every meeting with the priests of the Order has never truly ceased, every time he joins one of the men, the excitement grows. Ivy cannot explain why he loves to be used by the men, why he enjoys giving his body to their animal needs, why he craves total domination, but he knows that he is slowly becoming more and more desirous of their touch. It seems as though the time between rituals has become vacant and colorless, and all that excites him anymore is his own sexual submission to the priesthood. Today, Stepbrother Hales must see Ivy through the ceremony of Initiation. To begin, he outlines Ivy?s figure with his fingertips. By the time he works his way down to Ivy?s waist to reveal his cock, it is already fully erect, standing ready to serve the strong priest. Stepbrother Hales must contain his excitement as he highlights every portion of the young man?s body before indulging in his loins. But when he finally does kneel down to caress the boy?s cock, it does not take long for him to wrap his hungry lips around the tip of Ivy?s girthy rod. He spits and sucks on Ivy?s shaft, pleasuring the boy and preparing him for the anal penetration to come. Ivy returns the favor and then gets on his hands and knees to allow muscular Hales to have his way with his body. Hales swirls his tongue around Ivy?s pulsing asshole, and then steadily sticks his veiny staff inside. Slow stroking quickly becomes hard thrusting, culminating in a cleansing cum bath splashed all over Ivy?s toned body. And as he spurts his own load, Ivy?s initiation is complete.

Lounging in the Nude Wesley and his little stepbrother Felix keep finding their stepdad resting naked on the couch. Is he drunk ? or is it something else? Since he likes to lie down with his ass in the air, could it be that their stepdaddy wants someone to play with his asshole? As if he could read their minds, the big guy wakes up and asks if his boys have ever seen a bunghole up close. The kids accept his invitation and move in to inspect their pops? anus. Soon, the boys are rimming and fingering their stepdaddy?s asshole, getting it wet and ready for some hard, young cock. Then the kids take turns plowing their pops until he squirts his man goo while being deeply penetrated by his dear boy

Testosterone-fueled Dirk Caber ties big stud, Jesse Jackman, to a St. Andrew?s Cross, then breaks out a violet wand. He runs it along the tender skin of Jesse?s hard, hairy chest, inching its charged tip over his armpit and his nips as Jesse?s eyes roll back in his head and he noisily growls. The two men swap spit, laughing in the moments between each shock. Dirk frees their rock-hard tools from their leather jocks, touching the heads together and pulling back, a string of precum connecting them. With other tools that turn him into a human conductor, Dirk strokes his bare hand against the massive slabs of Jesse?s chest, his fingertips shooting jolts over Jesse?s skin. Dirk unties Jesse from the cross, throws him back on a bench, lifts Jesse?s muscular legs, then proceeds to feast on his hairy hole, getting it wet and ready for his thick meat, which he slides into Jesse?s tight and hungry hole. Dirk flips him on his belly and pounds him mercilessly from behind, holding tight to Jesse?s harness and laughing at the noises Jesse makes as Dirk plunges balls-deep into the muscle butt. But now Jesse revolts, aiming a stun gun at Dirk?s leg and growling as Dirk falls to the floor. Jesse pisses all over Dirk?s chest, cock, and balls, soaking him before pointing the stun gun at Dirk?s wet flesh and shocking him in sweet revenge. Jesse throws Dirk on the bench and shoves his own thick meat into his former tormenter?s twitching hole. Dirk gives into the pleasure of the big man?s butt plowing, stroking his throbbing cock until his cum rains down on his black jock. This pushes Jesse over the edge, and he screams as he unloads all over Dirk?s wet, still-hard cock.

Rich Husband lives in Wife's Chastity and Wife's panties because it's Wife's Cock. Rich husbands should be used to suck cock. She picks up boy-toys from the back alley to fuck and have hubby suck. After she fucks them, she brings them home for hubby. She makes him get both the cock and the balls in his mouth at the same time. The only way hubby gets to taste wife's pussy juices is off the dick of a stranger, while wifey fucks him in the ass. She fucks his ass with a dildo, while the stranger's cum spews over his face and then he has to clean both cocks with his mouth.'A Cock in your ass and a cock in your mouth. What does that make you, Hubby?Make my new friend cum.'This is intensely degrading husband humiliation.

Damien Stone is really upset with his wife for not putting out. He finds Dr. Johnny Hill, a ?Blue Ball Specialist? and asks him for help, not knowing what he?s really getting into.Dr. Hill uses unorthodox therapy and psychic driving to convince Damien to empty his big blue balls by fucking Dr. Hill.

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.