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lder Ingles has never wanted attention. All his life he\u2019s shied away from the spotlight, trying hard to blend in with the other boys. This became a problem once he reached puberty.The handsome boy grew! He shot up several inches above the other boys, making him the tallest in school for several years. Not only that, his voice got deep and his chest developed hair all over. Before he even graduated high school, he looked like a practically full grown man.When he was younger, this made him self conscious. He couldn\u2019t help but compare himself and feel different for having matured so fast. He found himself constantly seeking opportunities to steal glances of his peers\u2026 and many times, he liked what he saw.He was so confused about whether or not he was actually attracted to the other boys or if he just saw their smaller, smooth bodies as something he wished he could have. He brought his concerns to his local bishop who told him not to look, not to think about it.His bishop said that he understood. The man had felt those confusing feelings too. His bishop reassured him that he\u2019d be okay.He tried his best to do as he was told, but as soon as he was placed into the MTC, all around him were young men his age, all handsome, all seemingly possessing the attributes he found appealing.He did have one thing that the others didn\u2019t, though. His enormous cock. Everything about him seemed more manly, including his manhood. During showers, changing, even athletics, his long, thick member stuck out. Sometimes even literally!He felt embarrassed by it, not able to really hide his unwanted erections whenever they happened. It was seemingly random and out of his control whenever he was aroused. And in the MTC, it was always in the presence of other boys.By the time Elder Ingles got on his mission, word had spread among the missionaries, even the presidents and bishops, of the boy\u2019s substantial endowment. Naturally, this attracted the attention of the Brethren, eager to see what the boy had to offer.When Elder Ingles was called to meet with Bishop Hart, he assumed it was for a standard worthiness interview. He made his way to the temple and into the bishop\u2019s office, stunned to see the man sitting behind the desk.Bishop Hart was incredibly handsome. Striking feature, a firm jaw, dark hair, and piercing eyes. Even through his shirt and tie, Ingles could tell he was in very good shape. Immediately he felt intimidated, as he did with all handsome leaders. He sat down and tried to maintain his composure as the older man began their interview.The questions were light at first, mostly about his transition into his mission and his relationship with his companion, Elder Zachary. Ingles was hesitant to go too far, afraid he would reveal too much about his partner.Stepbrother Hart could see the evasiveness in the boy\u2019s eyes, especially around the subjects of sex and his companion. Not only that, he could see Elder Ingles looking at his crotch and mouth every time there was a silence. Hart knew he was handsome and desirable to many of the missionaries, and he used that fact frequently as a method to trap them. And right now, Elder Ingles seemed like the perfect prey.\u201cTell me about your companion,\u201d Stepbrother Hart asked. \u201cHave you two been naked before?\u201dIngles stammered in his answer, trying to spin his response to be truthful but make it not sound damning.\u201cYes, I--uh--yes, we have. But, only once.\u201d\u201cDid you two touch each other?\u201d\u201cYes.\u201d\u201cWhere?\u201dIt was just recently that Elder Ingles and Zachary had started to get to know each other in that way. Spending one on one time with another sexually repressed, horny teenager can be a catalyst for many sins. And in this case, Ingles and Zachary had an encounter that started innocent and turned into something more.\u201cWe--we touched penises.\u201d It wasn\u2019t the whole truth, but it was the truth.Bishop Hart paused. He looked at the boy closely, considering his next move.\u201cElder Ingles,\u201d he continued, \u201cDo you consider yourself attracted to men?\u201dElder Ingles shook his head hard. \u201cNo,\u201d he said vehemently, \u201cI\u2019m not! I never have been.\u201dHart looked at him again, not blinking, making direct eye contact with him. \u201cI\u2019m going to need you to prove that to me. Take off your clothes.\u201d\u201cExcuse me?!\u201d Elder Ingles replied shocked.Bishop Hart stared at him, seeming to throw his entire authority on him with just a glance. Elder Ingles knew he couldn\u2019t object, and as such, stood up and began to remove his shirt.His body trembled as he unbuttoned his clothing, unknotting his tie and pulling down his pants. He\u2019s been asked to undress for his leaders before, but something about this moment felt different.Perhaps it was because of the line of questions he\u2019d been given before. Perhaps it was his attraction to Bishop Hart. Perhaps it was because he feared that his cock would pop up at any moment, and he\u2019d have no way to prove his claim.Once he was stripped down to his garments, he was told to sit back down and do as Hart says. Suddenly, the older man began to remove his own shirt. This was a first, Elder Ingles thought to himself. He\u2019s had to undress before, but he\u2019s never seen one of his leaders undress like this!Bishop Hart took off his button-down and even his garment shirt. His bare chest was exposed to the anxious missionary, giving him a clear view of his smooth skin and well defined pecs, abs, and biceps. It seemed unreal that he was so well built. Truly, he looked like an adonis.Bishop Hart regarded his shirtlessness as plainly as if he\u2019d simply rolled up his sleeves, all the while locking his gaze on Elder Ingles\u2019 reaction. The boy\u2019s eyes darted all around his torso, landing on his nipples, his arms, his stomach, his face, everywhere. Hart could see his game was working and that he had the effect on him he hoped for.\u201cAre you feeling aroused?\u201d Bishop Hart asked, almost facetiously. Even if Elder Ingles could have kept a straight face, it wasn\u2019t the boy\u2019s expression that revealed his feelings. Standing tall between the boy\u2019s legs was a large rise in his underwear. Ingles\u2019 giant cock was the ultimate lie detector, and the more he looked on at the bishop\u2019s body, the more it grew.Smiling, not even waiting for an answer, Bishop Hart placed his hand on the boy\u2019s crotch, feeling it swell in his hands. Ingles looked shocked, but did not move. He didn\u2019t protest or speak or even flinch. He sat still as if he was bound, watching excitedly and nervously as the older man took control of his genitals.Hart pulled down the boy\u2019s garment shorts, letting the his massive hard-on stand tall like a flag pole. Not only was it long, it was thick and veiny as well. When Bishop Hart grabbed it, his fingers could hardly touch as they wrapped around.Elder Ingles felt the man\u2019s soft, warm hands stroke him, manipulating him and working his penis in long, enticing strokes. It felt even better than masturbating and made his head spin with pleasure. The slightest rub of a finger against the ridge of his cock was more than he knew what to do with, making his toes curl and his breath shudder.\u201cIt seems like you\u2019re getting hard,\u201d Bishop Hart said playfully, looking at the boy for a response. Elder Ingles didn\u2019t know what to say. Anything he said would just be trying to dismiss his raging boner that the older man was grasping.Hart had him just where he wanted him\u2026literally in the palm of his hands... ]]> Tue, 02 Jul 2024 01:02:20 CEST https://gayxhub.com/video/10401/elder-ingles-deepthroats-stiff-cock-on-camera-hot-missionary-boys-18/ https://gayxhub.com/video/5776/elder-ormonde-disciplines-sinful-elder-ingles-sexually/
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Elder Ingles made his way to the temple nervously, not quite sure if he was in trouble. He\u2019d been told somewhat ominously to show up and to do what was asked of him, but he couldn\u2019t tell if this was part of what would be expected during his induction or not.Things started to become more clear when he was asked to strip down to his garments in the temple basement, however. He put his clothes away, folding them neatly on top of one another before proceeding into a private, gothic looking room.At least, in his mind, it was an other world place. It was dark and big, without much light by which to see. He was instructed to close his eyes and kneel with his arms behind him. It wasn\u2019t too dissimilar from when his hands had been bound before by Bishop Hart, only this time, everything felt different. There wasn\u2019t a warm flood of light, and the surrender of control was total.And there was no familiar priesthood leader guiding him. All he had was an anonymous temple patron guiding him with a cupped hand on his backside.He was instructed to close his eyes, at which point another figure came close to him. He felt him wrapping his hands behind his back in some kind of rope. Additionally, he placed a blindfold over his eyes.And then, just as quickly as the stranger appeared, they were gone. Quietly fading into the black.The nervous missionary wasn\u2019t sure if he was being punished or tested or what. It had only been a couple days since he\u2019d fucked Bishop Gibson in the temple showers\u2026 something he was sure no one else could have known. But then again, the Brethren seemed to have ways of knowing his every move and thought.As he continued to kneel, trapped in the darkness of the room and his blindfold, he heard some footsteps approaching.They were heavy. Heeled. More like a dress shoe than a boot, but he could make out the slow, masculine walk of a man approaching. And based on the sound, it must have been someone important.The stranger came right up behind him, running his hands over his body, feeling his chest and stomach over his garment shirt. His hands were warm, strong, but very well groomed. He wasn\u2019t wearing any cologne of any kind, but Elder Ingles could detect his distinct, natural, masculine fragrance. It was familiar, but he couldn\u2019t place who it was!The groping and touching continued, travelling further down to his genitals, grabbing at his cock. He wasn\u2019t hard, still trying to take in what was happening. But he couldn\u2019t deny it felt a little good. He was being objectified and manhandled, and he didn\u2019t even know by who!The man pulled his hands away for a moment, sounding like he was rolling up his sleeves. Ingles confirmed that when the man\u2019s arms reach back in front of him. He could feel the bare, broad forearms of the man as he reached for his cock once more. They were muscular. Very muscular.His mind tried to imagine who it could be, thinking long and hard about the men he\u2019d seen in the temple before. His cock got harder as the man kept grabbing it, working it between his fingers and massaging it into an aroused state.Once his cock was fully hard, the masculine stranger stepped aside. Elder Ingles tried to listen hard to where he\u2019d gone and what he was doing, but it wasn\u2019t easy. He heard the sound of fabric rustling, but he wasn\u2019t sure if it was clothing or not.His imagination went wild, trying to picture the handsome muscle stepdaddy behind him. Imagining him undressing. Trying to picture what he\u2019d look like in his garments. Under his garments. Out of his garments. He felt his cock begin to seep out some pre-cum, fully hard and untouched, desperate to be stroked and milked. Instead, all he could do was wait and be patient.The only thing that broke his fantasy was a hand being placed on his shoulder. It pushed him forward, gently, to position him to bend over. The stranger carefully brought him down, resting him on his chest as his ass took to the air. With his legs no longer carrying his fully weight, the man pulled down his garment shorts, leaving his lower half completely exposed.This was unlike any feeling Elder Ingles had ever experienced. He was nearly naked, his ass and cock out for anyone to see. And for all he knew, there was more than one person around. He felt the air hit his hole, causing it to clench slightly in instinctual reservation.Then, suddenly, he felt a drop of oil hit his hole. Followed by another. And then a narrow, steady stream. The slick liquid coated his anus, flowing down over his balls, even making its way down his shaft and onto the head of his cock.He felt the man\u2019s hands grab his cock, stroking him, exciting him even more than before, giving him a taste of relief from his aching need to be touched. It seemed to make things worse, however. The more the man worked his shaft, the more he needed him to. His body pushed closer and closer to an intensity within him. And just then, the man\u2019s hand left his penis and moved up to his hole, leaving him painfully on edge.The unknown man then, massaged the boy\u2019s hole. It was warm, wet, and slippery. If felt incredible, giving Elder Ingles a good amount of pleasure, but different from what he\u2019d just had. No one had really touched him there since Bishop Hart, but he remembered how nice it felt to have his hole worked. He let out a quiet moan as the fingers teased the knot of his backside, wanting to cry out for more.Just then, Elder Ingles felt the man\u2019s member press against him. The cock was thicker and bigger than he anticipated, making his body tense up with nerves. He remembered how it felt to take Hart\u2019s cock, but he hadn\u2019t been penetrated since. And even then, he wasn\u2019t blindfolded and bound. Not only could he not stop it if he wanted to, he couldn\u2019t even tell who it was that was about to fuck him!The stranger rubbed his cock over the boy\u2019s hole, feeling it\u2019s tightness and nervousness. The gentle massage did a lot to help comfort Ingles, knowing that the man wasn\u2019t about to just quickly and painful shove his massive erection inside his body.Elder Ingles took a deep breath, relaxed, and felt his body open up to receive the man\u2019s piece. Sensing that subtle change, the muscular stranger pushed his cock inside very, very slowly, allowing Ingles\u2019 sphincter time to adjust and make room for the foreign invader.With that, Elder Ingles\u2019 previous moans grew louder, as if the penetrating cock was pushing out of him more volume than he anticipated. The deeper it went, the more he seemed unable to hold in his sounds of pleasure. And before he knew it, he felt the hanging balls of the man fucking him, pressed hard against his ass. He had him. 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Elder Ingles stripped out of his clothes and put on the sacred temple shield as instructed. He\u2019d worn this protective garment a few times before, always for the purpose of some special blessing or ceremony. This time was similar, except for one important difference: he\u2019d fucked the man giving him the blessing.He couldn\u2019t believe it when it happened. Bishop Hart was so handsome and powerful and completely in control of Ingles. When he bent his body over his desk and showed his perfectly smooth, well rounded ass to the young missionary, it was like nothing he\u2019d ever seen before.Fucking him cemented something inside Elder Ingles: he loved sex! Not only that, he loved sex with Bishop Hart.Shortly after, Bishop Hart requested Elder Ingles meet him in one of the chambers of the temple to be initiated into the Order. This was another step on his way toward ultimate ordination, and represented a huge honor to the young missionary boy.He felt special and valued. Being singled out by the Brethren gave him a both a sense of pride and a sense of humility. He was receiving attention he\u2019d never imagined from men who were so much more knowledgeable and powerful than him. He wanted to make them proud and do whatever it took to keep them happy. He had a hunch that if he did, he\u2019d get more sex!As he entered the white room where Bishop Hart waited for him, he felt a familiar sense of awkwardness. He was very aware of his nakedness, shielded only by a small piece of cloth running over his front and back side. Bishop Hart stood in full shirt and tie, seeming to only reinforce Ingles\u2019 nudity and vulnerability.Ingles looked to the handsome man for cues of what to do. Bishop Hart took a bottle of oil from a small stool nearby and began to run it over his hands. In a formalized manner, he began to recite words of a ritual to bless the boy\u2019s body from head to toe.Much of it sounded familiar, but Ingles\u2019 mind was clouded with the memories of their intimacies. Bishop Hart took his oiled hands to every part of his body, methodically and ceremoniously, touching his neck, arms, and legs.While these touches weren\u2019t sexual in nature, Ingle\u2019s wild erotic imagination took over, making him think to when Hart had touched him before. His penis, out and open save for the shield, began to swell from arousal. This, of course, made Ingles even more self-conscious, not sure if it was okay this was the time for him to be hard!Bishop Hart continued his work of blessing and anointing, seeing the boy\u2019s hard cock and momentarily paying it no attention. His hands and words cascaded over the boy, preparing him for what the Brethren had in store for him.Still, Bishop Hart\u2019s mind was also remembering their previous encounter. He loved the way Elder Ingles enthusiastically penetrated him, feeling his insides wrap around his cock for the first time and fucking him hard with all the vitality and stamina of youth. He, too, felt himself becoming aroused, and found himself becoming less capable of ignoring it.When his hands moved down the spine of the boy\u2019s back, Bishop Hart paused as his hand reached his buttocks. He felt it longingly, wanted badly to see it bent over and spread once more. Ingles turned his head to look at his handsome mentor, desperate for any sign that the two could do what he wanted so badly.Locking eyes, they seemed to be able to read each other\u2019s thoughts. Bishop Hart took a beat, as if he were saying to himself, \u201cfuck it!\u201dHart removed the boy\u2019s shield, stripping him down so he could see the boy\u2019s thin, hairy body. The mash up of youthful naivete, maturely developed features, and his boyish face was everything Bishop Hart loved in his missionaries.He sat Ingles down on the nearby stool, spreading his legs apart for him to kneel between. The boy\u2019s cock stood firmly erect, pointed up toward his mentor. In seconds, Hart was down on the floor, taking it into his mouth, running his slick hands over the boy\u2019s balls and thighs as he inhaled the shaft down his throat.This is amazing, Elder Ingles thought to himself. For weeks he\u2019s thought of nothing else but the hot sex he was having through the Order and begging for more. And yet, with the older man sucking his cock, he couldn\u2019t believe that it was happening and how good it was.Bishop Hart looked up from his blowjob to see the look of delight in the young boy\u2019s face. He knew that for Ingles, this was still very new. And seeing the expression of satisfaction and discovery in his face was completely intoxicating.Hart ran his tongue over the ridge of his cock, feeling its length pass by his taste buds, taking every piece of him in. As he continued, he felt his own crotch press firmly against his garments, scratching at his cock as it swelled inside its white, woven cage. He knew he couldn\u2019t last long in this state.Standing up, Bishop Hart quickly stripped out of his formal attire. As he removed his shirt and tie, Elder Ingles stroked his wetted cock, watching the handsome man reveal more of his bare, smooth skin. He admired how it perfectly wrapped around his muscles, making him look almost like an action figure of a sexy superhero.Once down to his garment shorts, Bishop Hart pulled out his excited cock. He stroked himself gently, showing it to Elder Ingles. The young boy\u2019s mouth watered when he saw it. He worshipped that piece. He wanted it in him however he could.Bishop Hart held it in place and stood beside his prot\u00e9g\u00e9. Elder Ingles waited, patiently waiting for a signal to proceed from Hart. The bishop saw the boy\u2019s eyes widen, looking at him hungrily and desperately. It was the same look that trained dogs have when they\u2019re told to wait to eat until told to do so.Seeing his power and authority reflected back in the boy\u2019s eyes, Bishop hart silently and subtly nodded. It was all Elder Ingles needed. He ravenously fell down on the older man\u2019s cock, inhaling deeply as it filled his mouth. He wanted this man more than anything else. And there was no greater feeling that obediently taking his cock... ]]> Sun, 16 Jun 2024 20:01:30 CEST https://gayxhub.com/video/3689/submissive-mormon-elder-craves-new-stepdaddy-s-dominant-missionary-seduction/ https://gayxhub.com/video/3465/hardcore-bareback-missionary-adventure-with-elder-ingles-his-mormon-buddy/
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Bishop Hart looked down at Elder Ingles as the boy took his foot in his hand. The handsome leader sat on the edge of a bed, finely dressed in his best white suit and tie, only made slightly more casual by the slippers he wore. Beneath him knelt the young missionary, clad only in a loose fitting temple shield.Bishop Hart studied the boy\u2019s expression, taking in the way he removed his slipper and sock. As Ingles began to wash it with the bowl of water provided, he saw something truly exception in the young man\u2019s face: total humility.There was nothing begrudging or petulant about the way Elder Ingles serviced him. He took a dampened cloth to the handsome bishop\u2019s sole and carefully ran it from toe to heel. He had the patience and consideration of someone truly in awe and worship of a superior.Bishop Hart saw this potential in him all the way back to his worthiness interview, sensing the boy\u2019s innate hunger to submit and serve. Now, he seemed perfectly comfortable in his skin and with his role\u2026 something that excited Hart like nothing else.\u201cStand up,\u201d Hart said to him, giving the boy permission to cease his washing. \u201cCome closer.\u201dElder Ingles placed the cloth to the side, rising to his feet, trying to keep the shield from slipping off his shoulders. It was clearly made for a bigger missionary and it was difficult to tie properly. He wasn\u2019t ashamed of his nakedness--not in front of Bishop Hart--but he still tried to maintain the decorum that was expected of him.Until Bishop Hart took care of it for him. The older man pulled gently on one of the loose ties, causing the entire garment to fall down around Ingles\u2019 tall, lean body. As the white cloth made its new home on the floor, Hart could see the large, swollen member of Elder Ingles.He hadn\u2019t said anything or made any indication of how aroused he was. Ingles must have been kneeling with his massive cock hard all while washing the priesthood leader\u2019s feet. Such selfless was exactly what the Order worked hard to engrain in their recruits\u2026 and Elder Ingles couldn\u2019t be more well trained.Bishop Hart took the boy\u2019s member in his hand, almost as if to curiously feel its size and weight. He\u2019d spent much time with it before, but he always appreciated just how large it was on a boy with his frame. It seemed to jut out of him like a tree limb.He placed it in his mouth, tasting the boy\u2019s flesh on his tongue, exciting it even more with the warmth and wetness he could wrap around it. His hand stroked it as he took it in, practically feeling it pulse between his lips.Bishop Hart held it once more and looked up at the boy. \u201cBack down,\u201d he ordered, which sent Elder Ingles immediately back to his knees.Hart stood up, exaggerating their positions even further. Hart stood tall and powerful above him, truly a king before his subject. The older man removed his jacket and tie, throwing them aside before unbuttoning his shirt. He made quick work of his upper garments, stripping down to reveal his smooth, chiseled torso.Elder Ingles looked up eagerly, completely enamored with the bishop\u2019s body. Hart proceeded to unbuckle his pants and and strip them to the side as well. The older man stood naked in front of the missionary, his cock fully extended and slightly moving side to side from his activities. It was glorious. A perfect specimen.Elder Ingles couldn\u2019t wait for an invitation. He immediately pressed his face against his leader\u2019s cock, feeling its smooth texture against his cheek and his lips, lowering himself to feel his manhood brush up against his him. He opened his mouth and took it deep into his mouth, feeling it press against his tonsils and fill up the back of his throat.Bishop Hart let out a satisfied moan. The boy was truly skilled as sucking a cock. His mouth was like warm, wet velvet, teasing his head with every small move he made, never stopping or gagging.Elder Ingles took the older man\u2019s balls in his hand, cradling them as he worked hard to make his superior happy.\u201cLook up at me,\u201d Bishop Hart told him, watching him with great pleasure and pride as he selflessly felated him. Hart met eyes with the young man, seeing his hunger and dedication. He knew he had to fuck him. There was no way around it. His cock needed to be deep inside him.Pulling his cock out of the boy\u2019s eager mouth, he leaned back on the bed, crawling back to bring his legs up onto its surface. Elder Ingles watched, waiting to see what would be asked next of him, happy to do anything and everything that was asked of him.\u201cI want you to get up on the bed and face away from me,\u201d Bishop Hart instructed, stroking his hard, wet cock, dripping with an excess of the boy\u2019s saliva.Elder Ingles got up on the bed and did as he was told, spreading his legs intuitively over Bishop Hart\u2019s body and sitting down on the older man\u2019s cock. It ran against his hole for a moment, just feeling like a steel rod between his cheeks, riding along the entrance of his hole.Bishop Hart took his cock and pointed up to kiss the mouth of the boy\u2019s backside, feeling his ass compress under the pressure of the tip. This only lasted a second before the boy\u2019s hole, warm and excited and lubricated with his own spit, split open to receive the older man\u2019s manhood. In a quick slide, Bishop Hart entered the young boy\u2019s body, filling him with his cock, giving it the tight, warm massage he needed... ]]> Sat, 15 Jun 2024 23:01:06 CEST https://gayxhub.com/video/3377/elder-ingles-bottoms-for-his-superior-in-missionary-position/ https://gayxhub.com/video/3250/sinful-older-man-roughly-fucks-innocent-missionary-style/
Elder Ingles could hardly believe his eyes when the blindfold was removed. He was on his back breathing heavy whenhe got his first look at the man deep inside him. He knew him intimately, aware of every inch of his hard cock, but had no idea who he was or what he looked like.Two blue circles, like crisp ice over tiny ponds staring back at him. At first it was all he could see as his eyes adjusted to the dim light . His eyes darted over his muscular body, taking in every seductive shadow that helped to carve out his form in the darkness. He was more handsome than he could have imagined, rugged and masculine. And Elder Ingles knew instantly that he loved this man.In the days that passed, Ingles couldn\u2019t think of much else. The way President Lee had taken him, blinding him and penetrating him without knowing who he was, it flooded his imagination, making him desperate to experience it again.As much as their sex was intense and passionate, in a way, he felt like the president was only there for a moment. The leader\u2019s cum poured out onto his ass almost as soon as the blindfold was removed. From his perspective, it was still a stranger fucking him for more of the time. He wanted to know what it was like to truly make love to him, to know him, and to look into his eyes as he pushed his cock back into him.An eternity passed until he was called to the temple again. He had no idea who he was meeting with, only that he was to be prompt and not alert his new companion. Elder Ingles would have run the whole way if he could, instead he tried his best to pedal his bike without his recurring boner from popping up.Once inside, he was told to strip down to his garments and wait for the leadership in the altar room. It was a large, white room with a large table altar in the center. It seemed much too large for a regular church service. Plus, it was covered in what looked like a cushioned pad and sheets. It seemed more like a bed than an altar\u2026 an observation that only made Elder Ingles\u2019 heart race. As he tried to put together what would happen, he saw President Lee walk in the room.He nearly held his breath. The man walked in wearing a clean, white shirt, suspenders, and finely pressed pants. His tan, sunkissed skin seemed to glow from underneath, making appear more like a bronze god than a priest.He\u2019d only had an obscured, brief view of him before, but now, in the light of day, he was probably the most handsome man he ever saw. Standing there in just his union suit garments, he instantly felt unworthy\u2026 but also desperate to smell him and feel him again.President Lee stepped forward, immediately grabbing Ingles close to him, kissing him softly and sweetly. His hands moved over his body as he greeted the young boy. The garments were the softest cotton, forming around Ingles\u2019 body, breaking only in the back at the opening of his buttocks. Lee couldn\u2019t resist running his hands inside, feeling the tiny hairs on the boy\u2019s butt--just as soft.President Lee brought the boy to the altar table, sitting him down with his legs hanging out. From this position, Lee ran his hands over the long, furry legs of Elder Ingles, caressing him and massaging him. Elder Ingles felt his body heat up, overwhelmed by how lucky he was. President Lee was a god to him, and this man was taking the time worship him back.Lee put Ingles up on his knees, high up on the altar. Slowly, his hands unzipped his garments, peeling them down like the skin of a banana. Beneath, the soft, sensitive skin of Elder Ingles was seen. His delicate chest hair collected together around his pubescent nipples, becoming hard and erect in the cool, open air. President Lee couldn\u2019t help but bring himself in to taste them, running his warm, wet mouth around the tiny tips of the boy\u2019s chest.Elder Ingles let out a soft, gentle moan. It felt amazing to be touched and tasted by the older man. He felt his cock swell up beneath the garments that still clung to his body, begging to be released as well.President Lee stepped back, removing his shirt and suspenders as Elder Ingles watched on. The boy\u2019s eyes barely blinked, not wanting to miss a second of his leader disrobing. With baited breath and heightened attention, he watched as Lee removed his clothing, stripping down to his garment shorts, exposing his impressive muscles.His skin was smooth, almost velvety. It had a soft luster to it as if it had been perfectly buffed from stone. He was as firm and solid as well. Ingles could see how this muscles expanded and contracted as he moved, pumping him into motion like some sort of perfect machine. He continued to watch him as he peeled down his garments, revealing his cock to the white light of the room.It was bigger than he remembered it. Standing out from the man\u2019s smooth hips, it appeared to be covered in testosterone-fueled veins, all branching out from the base and meeting at the head of his massive shaft. He remembered how it felt inside him and how it filled him deeply and intensely. He couldn\u2019t believe his body took it all. And he was eager to take it again.Stripped naked, President Lee leaned in and gave Elder Ingles a deep, intimate kiss. Their tongues wrestled around each other playfully, as if trying to show who was needing it more. Lee\u2019s hand fell to the boy\u2019s genitals, slipping beneath the draping garment fabric that still covered his waist and legs. His hands felt his erection and testicles, teasing them into higher arousal.Lee moved to the edge of the altar and pulled at the legs of Ingles\u2019 garments, taking them off to strip the boy down completely. Ingles had to lie back to assist in the removal, causing his cock to stand tall at attention over his flat, toned body.President Lee moved the boy\u2019s legs back, bending them up to open his ass up to him. The boy\u2019s long, lean legs braced him up as his hole was exposed to the light. Lee ran his hands over it, caressing the soft hairs that sprinkled over his buttocks, feeling his way to the smooth, tender tissue of his hole. It was warm, like a freshly removed bun from the oven. His fingers lingered on it, feeling it pulse and pucker under his touch.The feeling was enough to drive Elder Ingles wild. His body shook with anticipation, hungry to feel him inside. Even as the soft tips of Lee\u2019s fingers began to break into his sex, subtly penetrating him with the slightest end of his digit, Ingles felt his cock seep out pre-cum like it was a leaky faucet.He needed him inside him. He would do anything for him. And more than anything, he wanted to see him when he was being fucked.With that, President Lee reached for the bottle of oil beside the altar and began to lube up his thick, epic shaft. The slick liquid dripped onto Ingles as it coated the older man\u2019s member, giving Ingles just enough excess with which to stroke his own cock.President Lee moved himself into position, pressing his cock up against the smooth hole of his boy. He held it in place, teasingly, looking into Elder Ingles\u2019 eyes. Seeing his desperation, his hunger, and his excitement, Lee couldn\u2019t deny the boy any longer. Rubbing the long muscles of Ingles\u2019 legs, he slowly pushed himself against the boy\u2019s hole, feeling the tight sphincter break around him, taking him in slowly, eagerly, and gratefully... ]]> Sat, 15 Jun 2024 22:46:59 CEST https://gayxhub.com/video/3250/sinful-older-man-roughly-fucks-innocent-missionary-style/ https://gayxhub.com/video/3156/elderly-man-takes-it-up-the-butt-in-the-shower-for-his-dominant-partner/
Elder Ingles followed behind Bishop Gibson, unsure of why he was being pulled away.He\u2019d often watched the handsome man whenever they were in the same room, fantasizing about him, but he\u2019d never spoken with him until now.There was something strangely familiar and intimidating about Bishop Gibson to the young missionary. He reminded him of his older stepbrother: square jawed, trim beard, intense look in the eyes. Deep down Ingles wanted to impress him, like he did with his siblings, but there was something more to it as well.The older leader had pulled Ingles aside during temple, whispering to him when the two were close and alone. Ingles knew there must be something secretive about this\u2026 perhaps even something to do with the Order. He went along with him, leaving his companion behind, curious to find what this sexy stranger would show him.As he continued, he realized they were heading to the temple showers. No one would be there at this time, leading Ingles\u2019 imagination to spiral out of control. It was hard for him to even conceal his excitement, practically skipping as he walked.Once they made it into the showers, Bishop Gibson started to undress, stripping down his garments. He gave the missionary a look indicating that he should do the same. With intense enthusiasm, the lanky teenager threw off his clothing so fast that he was down to his garments at the same time Gibson was--even with a substantial delay.Gibson, still having not said more than a few whispered words to him, lead Ingles into a shower stall.In the tiny little cell of the shower, the two pressed up against each other, putting their hands on each other\u2019s shoulders, feeling their bodies and muscles before connecting with an impassioned kiss.The feeling of Gibson\u2019s beard on Ingles\u2019 face was electric. He\u2019d never had such a romantic rendezvous before, slipping away like it was a scene from a romance novel. No plan, no preparation, just the undeniable desire for each other leading them into a moment of secret seduction. It everything he knew a good missionary should avoid\u2026 but that only made it more exciting.As their bodies rubbed together, their garments made soft swishing sounds as their fabrics moved over each other. Their body heat intensified, feeling the friction of skin and hair and cotton. Beneath it all, they could feel their erections poking upward against their pelvises, growing bigger and harder, desperate to be freed.Elder Ingles was the first to drop to his knees, feeling the cold stone floor of the shower as he came down. He didn\u2019t let it deter him, however, as he pulled down his older companion\u2019s garment shorts.As his fingers curled under the waistband of the shorts, he could see the golden pubic hairs of the bishop catch the light breaking in through the high shower window. They glistened of their own accord, a beautiful patch of light, thick hair.It matched that of the man\u2019s beard and chest, seemingly as if it was just a further extension of those indications of his masculinity. Elder Ingles brought his face in close, taking a moment to let the heated musk of them fill his lungs. He\u2019d often wondered what Gibson\u2019s cock would be like, and this was his moment to see firsthand.Pulling down the shorts, he watched as the bishop\u2019s beautiful cock fell out. Fully erect, it stood out just a couple inches from his face. It was hard to not immediately shove it into his mouth, but he wanted to study every inch of it.He saw how it connected to his body, breaking out from its golden tuft. His balls were cleanly shaven, perfect spheres that almost seemed to keep his shaft up. His cock itself was neatly uncut, his foreskin naturally fallen down to reveal the full head of his penis.He swallowed intently, feeling his mouth swell up with saliva. He knew he\u2019d waited long enough and needed to go in for a taste. Separating his lips and taking a deep breath, he moved his head forward, letting the massive member fill his face and slide over his tongue.It tasted manly and sweet, pulsating a warm, passionate heat into his mouth. He could feel the rush of desire in it, keeping it swollen and hard. He sucked it lovingly, worshipping it like it was a true gift.Bishop Gibson looked down, surprised and impressed with the young missionary\u2019s performance thus far. He\u2019d had a suspicion that he might not be as pure and innocent as he looked, and the way he worshipped his cock only gave him proof. Clearly, this was not his first time.Nevertheless, Gibson watched as the boy continued to service him. He looked past the boy\u2019s mouth and down to his crotch, seeing the impressive bulge he was sporting on his own. Gibson, not one to pass up a beautiful cock to suck on, wet his out lips, readying himself for his reciprocation.Gibson carefully removed his garment shirt from his top half, feeling his body heat up from the tight space they occupied. Seeing that Ingles had a firm lock on his cock as well, he gently kicked of his garment shorts, leaving him standing completely naked.This gave Elder Ingles enough of a distraction to break from his blowjob to look up at his furry leader. He could see the fine hairs travel up from his cock toward his neck and face. He couldn\u2019t believe how handsome he was.This break allowed Gibson to pull the boy up to his feet and for him to drop to his knees.Similar to what he\u2019d experienced, Bishop Gibson proceed to release and suck on the young boy\u2019s cock. Yet again, he found Ingles to be full of delightful surprises. His big cock seemed even bigger given the narrow, skinny body it stuck out from. Not only that, it tasted like heaven.Elder Ingles loved having his dick sucked, feeling it pulse pleasure throughout his entire groin, activating his balls, pushing into his prostate, and radiating out to his fingers and toes. The sensation was so amazing that he found it hard to stand still.Instinctively, he found himself rocking his body back and forth, pumping his cock in and out of Bishop Gibson\u2019s mouth. The older man knew what was happening: Ingles\u2019 urge to fuck was coming out.Not all boys get it, and those who do don\u2019t get it right away. It can be hard for that feeling to manifest when you\u2019re being submissive and subservient, but Bishop Gibson knew all too well that despite your station and authority, sometimes you just want to switch it up.Not wanting to deny the boy his feelings, Bishop Gibson relaxed his jaw and let the boy fuck his mouth as much as he could. Every push lead the boy\u2019s cock back into his throat, giving him the exciting pleasure of a slight gag as it moved in and out. Gibson knew this was only, however, that this was only a temporary fix.Standing up, he removed the boy\u2019s garments, stripping him down completely. Freed from the bonds of his garments, Elder Ingles felt a rush of power and excitement. He turned the faucet on for the shower, standing tall as the hot, steamy water rushed over his body. He pulled Bishop Gibson close to him, bringing the older man in under the stream. As he did, his hand touched the man\u2019s ass, only making the boy even more desperate to fuck... ]]> Sat, 15 Jun 2024 22:37:07 CEST https://gayxhub.com/video/3156/elderly-man-takes-it-up-the-butt-in-the-shower-for-his-dominant-partner/ https://gayxhub.com/video/3105/kinky-old-man-fucks-his-mormon-boss-forbidden-missionary-sex/
Ingles did as he was told, fumbling with his clothes as his brain went into overdrive. He was afraid he was going too fast. Or too slow! Too fast might be interpreted as overeagerness, and maybe then he\u2019d be punished. But too slow might mean he wasn\u2019t obeying correctly, and maybe he\u2019d be punished for that?His mind raced and over considered everything. So much so that he didn\u2019t even realize until he began to unzip his pants that his cock was fully hard.And there it was. The one thing he couldn\u2019t hide or pretend away. His cock was fully engorged, pressing hard between his garments and his body. He paused for a second, unsure of what to do.\u201cWhy are you stopping?\u201d Bishop Hart asked, seated behind his desk, seeming to not so much as blink as he watched him undress.\u201cI--I\u2019m\u2026 hard,\u201d Ingles confessed. His tone was both conciliatory and confused. He felt the impulse to apologize, but also remembered that his cock had been held by the man not long ago. He wasn\u2019t sure how to behave anymore and looked to Hart for an answer.\u201cThat\u2019s not a problem,\u201d Hart replied, unphased as usual. \u201cContinue.\u201dElder Ingles did as he was told, mindful of his erection hanging from his body as he stripped out of his garments.Bishop Hart stood up and walked next to him. He ran a hand over the boy\u2019s chest and stomach, and then down to his penis. He stroked it gently, squeezing the head ever so slightly as he gripped it. He stayed there for a moment, as if he were checking Ingles\u2019 pulse with it! He then let it go and walked around the boy.\u201cI want you on the desk, facing toward me,\u201d he ordered. Hart stood in placed and watched Ingles obey him.The young missionary got up on the desk and positioned himself on all fours. He wasn\u2019t sure exactly what to do, but when he looked at Bishop Hart, the older man gave him a powerful, approving nod that suggested he\u2019d done well.Hart then continued his walk around, looking at the boy from seemingly all sides. As he circled him, his hands explored him all over. Under his belly, around his shoulders, between his legs. Soon Hart positioned himself behind him, telling Ingles to arch his back so he could get a good, unobstructed view of his ass and hole.Elder Ingles looked ahead, feeling slightly strange about having his hole on display in such a way. Hart took his time and really become acquainted with it.Ingles\u2019 cock hung low between his legs, and Hart couldn\u2019t resist feeling it as well. As he stroked it, Ingles let out tiny moans, excited and sensitive to his touch.\u201cYou told me one that you\u2019ve never had sex with anyone,\u201d Hart asked, his voice trailing off as if it were a rhetorical question.\u201cNo, no one!\u201d Ingles responded immediately. It wasn\u2019t until the words escaped his mouth that he realized he\u2019d actually lied. He did have sex with someone. A boy, even. He didn\u2019t correct himself, knowing that admitting it now can\u2019t be good.\u201cWhat do you think you would do?\u201d Bishop Hart asked, moving around slowly to the other side of the desk, meeting up with Ingles\u2019 face.\u201cI--I think I would enjoy it.\u201dBishop Hart then looked at him in the eye and studied him as he asked, \u201cHow would you do it?\u201dElder Ingles tried to think of what to say, but his face flushed as he recalled his experience before. Knowing he couldn\u2019t admit to it, he just said, \u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201dBishop Hart paused, watching the microexpression in Ingles\u2019 face. He couldn\u2019t quite put his finger on it, but he could tell something was happening in Ingles\u2019 head. He then put his finger in the boy\u2019s mouth, and felt around on his tongue and in his cheeks.It was hot and wet and smooth. Elder Ignles\u2019 breath was heavy and desperate, as if they were beginning for something to fill his mouth. The boys eyes were locked onto Hart\u2019s, clearly hoping for more.\u201cDo you want to have sex with me?\u201d Bishop Hart asked.\u201cYes!\u201dHart smiled. Ingles\u2019 youthful excitement was truly a thing of beauty. The way the boy nearly leaped to say yes give him a special thrill.Hart then took a step back and began to remove his clothes. As he did, he said, \u201cWell, the way to start is by warming the person up.\u201dHe stripped off his shirt and tie, throwing his clothing off to the side, progressively revealing more and more of his smooth, toned body. Ingles watched with his mouth still open and practically drooling as the full nakedness of his leader presented in front of him.\u201cYou\u2019re going to warm me up,\u201d Bishop Hart said, removing his socks as his last piece of covering. The older man then took Ingle\u2019s hand and brought him down off the desk. In turn, Hart took the boy\u2019s place, getting on all fours and arching his perfectly toned, smooth butt into the air.\u201cAnd when I say \u2018warm me up,\u2019 I mean with your tongue. Do you understand?\u201d Hart asked, looked back over his shoulder at Elder Ingles.Ingles stood tall and awkward with his massive third leg standing straight out from his narrow body. He stroked his cock and his eyes focused on the perfect pucker of Hart\u2019s backside. He could barely speak, but he did manage to utter out an affirmative, \u201cYes...\u201d ]]> Sat, 15 Jun 2024 22:31:58 CEST https://gayxhub.com/video/3105/kinky-old-man-fucks-his-mormon-boss-forbidden-missionary-sex/ https://gayxhub.com/video/3094/horny-older-man-toppes-his-mormon-boss-naughty-missionary-sex/
Ingles did as he was told, fumbling with his clothes as his brain went into overdrive. He was afraid he was going too fast. Or too slow! Too fast might be interpreted as overeagerness, and maybe then he\u2019d be punished. But too slow might mean he wasn\u2019t obeying correctly, and maybe he\u2019d be punished for that?His mind raced and over considered everything. So much so that he didn\u2019t even realize until he began to unzip his pants that his cock was fully hard.And there it was. The one thing he couldn\u2019t hide or pretend away. His cock was fully engorged, pressing hard between his garments and his body. He paused for a second, unsure of what to do.\u201cWhy are you stopping?\u201d Bishop Hart asked, seated behind his desk, seeming to not so much as blink as he watched him undress.\u201cI--I\u2019m\u2026 hard,\u201d Ingles confessed. His tone was both conciliatory and confused. He felt the impulse to apologize, but also remembered that his cock had been held by the man not long ago. He wasn\u2019t sure how to behave anymore and looked to Hart for an answer.\u201cThat\u2019s not a problem,\u201d Hart replied, unphased as usual. \u201cContinue.\u201dElder Ingles did as he was told, mindful of his erection hanging from his body as he stripped out of his garments.Bishop Hart stood up and walked next to him. He ran a hand over the boy\u2019s chest and stomach, and then down to his penis. He stroked it gently, squeezing the head ever so slightly as he gripped it. He stayed there for a moment, as if he were checking Ingles\u2019 pulse with it! He then let it go and walked around the boy.\u201cI want you on the desk, facing toward me,\u201d he ordered. Hart stood in placed and watched Ingles obey him.The young missionary got up on the desk and positioned himself on all fours. He wasn\u2019t sure exactly what to do, but when he looked at Bishop Hart, the older man gave him a powerful, approving nod that suggested he\u2019d done well.Hart then continued his walk around, looking at the boy from seemingly all sides. As he circled him, his hands explored him all over. Under his belly, around his shoulders, between his legs. Soon Hart positioned himself behind him, telling Ingles to arch his back so he could get a good, unobstructed view of his ass and hole.Elder Ingles looked ahead, feeling slightly strange about having his hole on display in such a way. Hart took his time and really become acquainted with it.Ingles\u2019 cock hung low between his legs, and Hart couldn\u2019t resist feeling it as well. As he stroked it, Ingles let out tiny moans, excited and sensitive to his touch.\u201cYou told me one that you\u2019ve never had sex with anyone,\u201d Hart asked, his voice trailing off as if it were a rhetorical question.\u201cNo, no one!\u201d Ingles responded immediately. It wasn\u2019t until the words escaped his mouth that he realized he\u2019d actually lied. He did have sex with someone. A boy, even. He didn\u2019t correct himself, knowing that admitting it now can\u2019t be good.\u201cWhat do you think you would do?\u201d Bishop Hart asked, moving around slowly to the other side of the desk, meeting up with Ingles\u2019 face.\u201cI--I think I would enjoy it.\u201dBishop Hart then looked at him in the eye and studied him as he asked, \u201cHow would you do it?\u201dElder Ingles tried to think of what to say, but his face flushed as he recalled his experience before. Knowing he couldn\u2019t admit to it, he just said, \u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201dBishop Hart paused, watching the microexpression in Ingles\u2019 face. He couldn\u2019t quite put his finger on it, but he could tell something was happening in Ingles\u2019 head. He then put his finger in the boy\u2019s mouth, and felt around on his tongue and in his cheeks.It was hot and wet and smooth. Elder Ignles\u2019 breath was heavy and desperate, as if they were beginning for something to fill his mouth. The boys eyes were locked onto Hart\u2019s, clearly hoping for more.\u201cDo you want to have sex with me?\u201d Bishop Hart asked.\u201cYes!\u201dHart smiled. Ingles\u2019 youthful excitement was truly a thing of beauty. The way the boy nearly leaped to say yes give him a special thrill.Hart then took a step back and began to remove his clothes. As he did, he said, \u201cWell, the way to start is by warming the person up.\u201dHe stripped off his shirt and tie, throwing his clothing off to the side, progressively revealing more and more of his smooth, toned body. Ingles watched with his mouth still open and practically drooling as the full nakedness of his leader presented in front of him.\u201cYou\u2019re going to warm me up,\u201d Bishop Hart said, removing his socks as his last piece of covering. The older man then took Ingle\u2019s hand and brought him down off the desk. In turn, Hart took the boy\u2019s place, getting on all fours and arching his perfectly toned, smooth butt into the air.\u201cAnd when I say \u2018warm me up,\u2019 I mean with your tongue. Do you understand?\u201d Hart asked, looked back over his shoulder at Elder Ingles.Ingles stood tall and awkward with his massive third leg standing straight out from his narrow body. He stroked his cock and his eyes focused on the perfect pucker of Hart\u2019s backside. He could barely speak, but he did manage to utter out an affirmative, \u201cYes...\u201d ]]> Sat, 15 Jun 2024 22:31:46 CEST https://gayxhub.com/video/3094/horny-older-man-toppes-his-mormon-boss-naughty-missionary-sex/ https://gayxhub.com/video/3072/quick-gay-fuck-elder-ingles-zachary-in-hot-missionary-action/
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