Elder Dobrovnik learns where he belongs in a hot gay vid

The cum is still dripping from Elder Dobrovnik’s hole when President Ballard orders him to to his feet. President Ballard’s nephew is standing by his stepuncle. Dobrovnik was so dazed by the deeply pleasurable pounding the boy gave him that he didn’t notice the boy stand up. Elder Dobrovnik had never been with another boy his own age growing up. He had girlfriends, but hadn't thought about boys sexually. But he was just having sex with another boy...his mission president had just instructed his nephew to fuck him while the president watched. What is more, he has learned that his mission president is a member of a fraternal order of priesthood leaders known as The Brethren. It has been a lot of information for the young missionary missionary to absorb. And at the moment he is preoccupied replaying what just happened. President Ballard’s studly young nephew had taken control of his body, fucking him for what felt like an eternity before shooting his load deep inside him. Being fucked was intensely pleasurable. But being watched drove Dobrovnik crazy. “You seem to have liked that,” President Ballard says in his deep masculine voice. Dobrovnik watches the man readjust the sizeable bulge in his pants and the boy has to repress a smile. He is thrilled that the man is aroused. “My nephew’s a handsome boy. Wouldn't you agree?” More than just the sex, Elder Dobrovnik considered his attraction to another boy. He was, in fact, aware that he was very attracted to the young man. The missionary boy nods. His mission president is visibly pleased. He tells the boy to clean himself up and Elder Dobrovnik nods dutifully. He can’t help but watch the flexing movement of his mission president’s nephew’s tight ass as he and President Ballard leave the room. A handsome ordinance worker accompanies him back to his missionary apartment and the two wait for his companion to return. Unlike Dobrovnik, his companion had a much less eventful day spent with a member of the Ward on splits. While they wait, Elder Dobrovnik replays the events of the past few weeks in his mind. The sexual attentions of men have been a new experience for the strapping young, Russian. Before he joined the church and was baptised he’d had sex with several girls, but he’d never so much as given a boy a second glance. When he was younger, he had been intimate with one of his gym instructors. But he knew from his stepbrother and best friend that this was a fairly common way that boys learned about their bodies and sexuality. It wasn't the same as asking a girl on a date or having a girlfriend. However, once he experienced the feeling of President Oaks’ cock plunging into his tight hole during his calling, he realized there was quite a lot he’d missed out on. He also realized that something in his brain was turned on by the thought of serving those who have power over him. As AP to the President and a new recruit to The Order, Elder Dobrovnik wants to be sure he presents himself as completely obedient. A few days later, when the boy is preparing for his daily companionship study, the mission president called. He is instructed to finish his morning studies quickly. He and his companion will be going on splits again today. His instructions included getting changed into his suit and returning to the Temple. The two missionaries wrap up their companionship study and get ready for the day. Elder Dobrovnik strips down and changed into his crisply ironed suit, careful, even in his hurry to make sure he looks his best. When Dobrovnik arrives at the Temple, he is escorted to the changing room and given a slitted robe. Instructed to change he is briefly disappointed that he won't be wearing his very handsome suit. He looks at himself in the mirror. He loves the way he looks in his suit. Once in his changing stall, Elder Dobrovnik removes his suit and slips his robe over his head. The boy is led into a room filled with piercing white light and when he President Oaks standing by the curtains, his heartbeat quickens. He hasn’t seen President Oaks since the man took his cherry. President Oaks motions Dobrovnik forward. Dobrovnik can smell the earthy musk of the man and it fills him with desire. Oaks stands next to a table with a bowl of sacred oil that he dips his fingers in. “Having authority, I anoint you in preparation for receiving your priesthood.” The man lingers over Dobrovnik’s red, pouting lips and his hands trail down Dobrovnik’s chest. By the time Oak’s experienced hands reach Dobrovnik’s groin, the boy’s pulsing member is already at full mast and his balls are heavy with cum. He whimpers as the man grips his shaft and looks at the President desperate for release. “You've got a beautiful cock, elder,” Oaks whispers.