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 looked over at Elder Jones. The brown haired boy stretched out his lean body on his twin bed, flipping throughthe pages of his book, dutifully and diligently taking in his reading. Clarke studied his face secretly, admiring his handsome features and preppy, school-boy appearance. Clarke hadn’t really spent much time with him yet, but wanted desperately for his new roommate to like him. The two boys had only become companions the day before and had not yet developed any kind of rapport or connection. Elder Jones had moved around from companion to companion, always having been reassigned for some kind of bad behavior or disagreement. He couldn’t help it. He had a hunger for cock that was truly insatiable, and it often led him to make rash, bad decisions. He wanted his companions to like him, hoping he could somehow maneuver his way into their beds and their pants. As he looked down Jones’ body, he saw the large, solid mound that made up the crotch his garments. It rose a couple inches up from his groin, an impressive collection of meat and material, even while looking at the words of his scriptures. Clarke’s mind wandered off into what it would look like fully erect, and made his first bad decision… “How’s your reading going?” “It’s fine,” Jones responded, short and uninterested. He’d not really taken yet to Elder Clarke’s new presence in his life. “…What’s wrong?” Clark asked, surprised by his tone. Jones put his book down, took a breath, and explained that he was just missing his old companion. The two had gotten very close and now he felt like a stranger in the apartment that they’d shared. Elder Clarke seemed fine enough, but he knew he had a bit of reputation for being a troublemaker. As someone who kept himself completely in order, he wasn’t thrilled to be partnered with someone who was so lax with the rules. “You’re great, it’s just… we really bonded.” “How so? How can we be close?” Clark inquired, his eyes fixated on his companion crotch. The way Jones’ legs moved around made the mound shift left to right, giving him more of a sense of its shape and weight… leading to Clarke making his second bad decision. “I don’t know…” As Jones responded to this flirty question, Clarke got out of his bed and scooted over toward his companion’s. Elder Jones was surprised by his forwardness, but he was more intrigued than put off. Elder Clark got in bed next to Elder Jones, pressing himself thigh to thigh. Looking down at the boy’s crotch, he saw it move slightly. A small flinch indicating a response to his proximity. Was it arousal? Or was it just a flinch? He wasn’t sure. But one thing was clear: Jones wasn’t stopping him. “So what did your old companion do that I don’t? What makes him so good?” Elder Jones laughed, his face blushing. Clark’s voice was playful, but not innocent. Elder Jones could tell he was hinting toward something, but he knew the consequences of guessing wrong. He looked at Clarke’s face, his pouty lips, his focused eyes. Clarke was definitely cute, and Jones hadn’t cum since his meeting with President Lewis. He thought what it would be like to kiss him, and immediately let the thought pass out ofh is mind. That was impossible and he shouldn’t even humor the idea. Seeing Jones’ awkward impotence made Clarke even more interested. He loved seeing his companion all flustered and stirred up. That’s when he knew he was barking up the right tree. He felt emboldened to make a move, something definite to let him know he would do anything to get his companion to like him. This led him to his third bad decision. Without a moment’s hesitation, he placed a hand on Jones’ crotch. The white mound that he thought was soft and cloth was firm in his grip. Elder Jones was hard, and he’d made him hard. He looked at Jones’ face, and saw a smile crack on his face….
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