The Living Sacrifice is one of the holiest entities in the entire Mission. He is a boy who has been so far removed from thematerial world that he knows nothing more than the corporal pleasures of salvation. The masked boy’s body has been consecrated to the physical needs of The Order, and is kept hidden deep within the temple to protect his purity from outsiders. However, when rumors of the masked boy disseminate amongst the boys of The Mission, curiosity gets the better of them. Elder Clark and Elder Jones are some of the more adventurous young men in The Mission, so they go sneaking around the temple, looking for the mythological Living Sacrifice. As they make their way through the halls, they stay as quiet and vigilant as possible, avoiding the watchful eyes of The Order. If they are caught, they expect immediate consequences and dismissal from The Mission. But the allure of the Living Sacrifice is too great for them to keep away. When they finally stumble into the chamber where the boy is said to be held, they immediately spot the infamous red mask and toned, sex-crazed body of the Living Sacrifice for the first time, leaving them breathless in admiration. They creep over to the boy, standing on either side of him, and watch as he does his holy work, touching himself while waiting for the embrace of a soul in need of salvation. As they look upon the masked boy’s body, intense desire stirs within them, reaching a rabid fever pitch of the likes they have never felt before. They take to pleasuring the Living Sacrifice with all the sexual energy they can muster — Elder Clark kissing the boy passionately, and Elder Jones running his tongue up and down his testicles. The Living Sacrifice comes alive at the touch of the young men, without any hesitation or thought as to who has come to him for a cleansing.Elder Clark climbs onto the altar with the masked boy and sixty-nines with him as Elder Jones looks on, stroking his dick. Elder Jones unsheathed his cock and Elder Clark slides it into his mouth as the Living Sacrifice continues to suck. As the temptation grows, Elder Jones becomes obsessed with the idea of entering the holiest of holies. Elder Clark expresses doubt, fearing that it may be a horrible transgression to enter the masked boy in this manner. But Elder Jones cannot contain himself; there’s no going back. He slides his cock inside the Living Sacrifice and immediately feels an intense nirvana that he has never experienced in his life. In this moment, he feels closer to The Lord than he has since the instant of his very conception. Witnessing the look of bliss on Elder Jones’s face, Elder Clark decides that he must partake in the heavenly pleasures of the Living Sacrifice as well. He watches in amazement as the masked boy rides his dick until all three young men enter a state of pure bliss and squirt their divine loads all over one another. As the boys sneak out of the secret chamber, they fear the repercussions of their actions. But looking at each other, they tacitly agree, a peek at the infinite was well worth it.
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Elder Jones watched as his two companions locked lips with each other, tasting each other for the first time. It seemed impossible for such an event to happen before his meetings with President Lewis, but now, he sat back and enjoyed the show… Elder Hansen and he had been companions before he came to live with Elder Clarke. It was always strange to him how they were partnered up, but he and Hansen knew they liked each other right from the beginning. They’d never gone beyond lying in bed together and talking late into the night, something that was forbidden even in the most innocent of settings. But he knew it was more than just two teenage boys becoming friends. He had feelings. Strong feelings. Feelings he was too scared to even name, let alone act upon. And just as soon as he felt like Hansen was meeting him there in that unspoken place, they were separated. Elder Clarke has been a good replacement. Especially since Clarke wasted no time in trying to out-do what Elder Hansen could not. Clarke was quick to pull off his companion’s pants and take his raw cock up his tight hole. Perhaps it was missing Hansen or perhaps it was the feeling of cumming deep inside someone (or a little of both), but Jones felt a strong love for his new companion almost immediately. Everything seemed to be going well and only got better once the news came that Elder Hansen would have to come stay with them for a little while. Hansen’s companion was sick and the church did not want to put Hansen in a position to get sick as well. The idea of seeing Hansen again filled Jones’ heart… as well as his loins. In theory, having both sexy boys around him seemed like a dream come true. Instead, Elder Clarke seemed short and distant with he and Elder Hansen. The blonde boy was not in his usual, cheerful, seductive manner. As soon as Hansen passed their threshold and gave Jones a hug, tension set in to their tiny apartment. While Elder Hansen and Elder Jones chatted and caught up, Elder Clarke decided to take a shower. He wanted some time away from the newly connected lovers, sensing he was the third wheel of a connection that pre-dated him. Elder Jones could see the upset in the boy’s face and knew he needed to fix it. Seeing both boys, however, only reminded him of his fantasy. The two boys had the most kissable mouths and he had always imagined what it would be like to plant a peck on Hansen. Instead, he decided for the good of the trio, the two of them should see just how special each other were. He didn’t want to give up either of them and he didn’t want them to be jealous of each other. With a special, newfound boldness–as well as a raging hardon that he couldn’t ignore, he coaxed the two companions into undressing and kissing. And now, with his guidance and direction, he was curious to see how much he could get them to get along…
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Elder Clarke took off his tie with some confusion, but mostly curiosity. He had no idea how getting undressed would be helpful,but President Lewis insisted that he trust him. Clarke hadn’t really wanted to talk about his sexuality or his thoughts and fantasies. He’d even thought it was inappropriate for President Lewis and not his mission president to be asking him such personal questions. But something about the look in Lewis’ eyes intrigued him. It seemed less like he was asking questions than telling him something. Like a secret. A special secret that couldn’t be asked out loud. Elder Clarke wanted to see this through. He’d offered up a few simple admissions, nothing that would condemn him, about his arousals and the looks he’s made toward his companions. President Lewis seemed to actually be understanding–even possibly excited. Clarke stripped down to his garments, feeling himself become more curious as the moments passed. He sat in the chair, watching Lewis watch him back. “Put your arms behind your back,” the handsome president ordered. The nervous missionary did as he was told, all the while feeling a fresh pulse of blood flow toward his genitals. It was a quiet, private, inquisitive moment… and yet, he felt himself becoming aroused. President Lewis went behind him, picking up a white rope from behind and tying his hands to each other. Clarke watched him, a little nervous by his restraints, but comforted by the older man’s careful handling of his wrists. “Is that too tight?” Lewis asked, with the compassion and warmth of someone asking if bath water was the right temperature. Paternal, nurturing, but with the unmistakable tone of someone who in charge. “N-no,” Clarke responded, feeling his garment shorts rising up even further. Something about this made him even more excited than he’d ever imagined. He’d only ever fooled around with boys his own age, but never a fully grown man. Something about this made him feel like it was his first time… a new side of his sexual desires… President Lewis sat in his chair opposite the restrained boy, his arms resting on his knees. He stared at him for a little bit, watching his face and eyes for signs of a response. He looked down and see the bulge in the boy’s groin, and moved his left hand forward to touch it. With the outside of his finger, he ran it along the cylindrical protrusion popping up from his body, running along its length. “Does touching you arouse you?” “Yes,” the boy replied, surprised with the obviousness of the question, but also his readiness to affirm him. Lewis continued to touch him, unmoved by the hint of frustration in the boy’s tone. His questioned seemed more rhetorical as his hands moved over his body. As if the question wasn’t to find out the truth, but more to get the boy thinking of being aroused. Clarke’s cock got even harder. His hands began to fidget instinctively, as if wanting to come forward and stroke himself. In that moment, however, all he felt was frustration and resignation. It was a strange feeling. Especially with a priest leader sitting inches from his unsatisfied erection…
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