President Faust lets Elder Land ride his mature cock

Elder Land could hardly sit right for days. Even his companion began to notice the unusual hesitance whenever they’d mount up on bikes or sit for dinner. He thought perhaps the boy wasn’t feeling well. He had know idea his partner’s butt was still glowing red. Meeting with President Faust shook Elder Land to his core. Not only was he confronted once again with the sexual attraction he’d been previously fought so hard to avoid, but he experienced a level of submission that he’d never even thought about. Feeling the stinging impacts of the older man’s hands and paddle were intense, but not quite as much as the feeling of having his hole devoured and skewered. The foreign glass object buried itself so deep inside, it was hard to tell if the boy’s soreness was more internal or external. But although the experience was hard, it left him impossible to think of anything--or anyone--else. President Faust was practically still with him. Everytime he felt his butt or put on his pants or sat for church, he could feel an echo of those smacks. A week or so passed before he was called to the temple again to meet with President Faust. He was scared and hesitant, fearing he was in for more pain. But also somewhat curious for more. As much as it hurt to get his butt spanked, the feeling of a soothing rub after was beyond pleasurable. Either way, he continued on through the door, accepting whatever his fate would be. He was led into a white room, immaculately lit and warm… very different from the torture chamber he was in before. Standing waiting for him was President Faust, greeting him with a smile equal in its warmth. President Faust quietly told the boy to undress down to his garments, which he did with a great deal of trepidation. But as soon as he was stripped down, the president placed a hand on his shoulder to calm him. The boy flinched as first, fearing another spank or slap was coming. But instead, he found his body melt into the palm of the handsome man. Within seconds, the two were kissing each other. Elder Land could have let out a cry of joy, overwhelmed with comfort that the tenor of this meeting was not the same as before. And yet, he still felt just as powerless to the powerful leader. Faust didn’t need anything more than his presence to transform the athletic boy into his personal toy. Faust led him to an altar covered in a beautiful white sheet. He positioned the boy to sit on it with his legs hanging down. Land was unsure of what this was, but he was surprised to find the president bring out a bowl of oil. President Faust got to his knees and began to massage it into his feet. So strange, Land thought to himself. How is it that I’m the one being taken care of? Isn’t my job to take care of him? President Faust continued up his legs, not simply consecrating him, but working the muscles in his body. When he was finished, he stood up and positioned the boy on the altar on his hands and knees. The boy followed his instructions, placing his butt in the air. On this occasion he’d worn his union suit garments, notable for the opening they have in the back. President Faust moved behind him and every so slowly, opened this sartorial surprise, exposing the boy’s cheeks and hole. Elder Land couldn’t see, but he could hear the handsome stepdaddy take a deep sigh. It was the sound of a man completely in awe and in love with what he saw. Faust put his thumb in his mouth and then placed it gently on the center of the boy’s hole, running it in a circle around the smooth edges of his sphincter. The sensation only lasted a minuted before Elder Land then felt the man’s soft, salt and pepper beard plant down around it. The president's tongue massaged his hole as deftly as his hands had done his feet. It was hard for him to silence his moans. Elder Land felt like he was in heaven, surrounded by white, warm light and feeling completely and utterly flooded with pleasure. Every part of him was electrified by the motions of President Faust’s tongue. “You like that boy?” Faust asked, coming up only to roll up his sleeves. Land could hardly answer. A guttural moan that sounded just more affirmative than not emerged from his throat, giving President Faust a big, wicked grin. President Faust moved around to the boy’s face, running his hands on his chest and feeling his fast beating heart. He kissed him sweetly before whispering, “That’s it, boy. Enjoy it.” Unable to resist, he peeled down the top off Elder Land’s union suit down past his boy cock. He licked his hand to get it nice and wet and then grabbed land’s member, stroking it and holding it tightly. Elder Land felt a strange feeling that was hard to articulate, but he felt in a way that his dick wasn’t his anymore… it was President Faust’s. At least for now. And that any pleasure he was going to get from it was going to come from him. It could have been because of the Faust kept looking at him. The handsome man’s expression was beaming with intense pride and love. President Faust was becoming more and more enamored with Elder Land’s spirit and body, having observed not only just how strong and beautiful he was, but how resilient he was under pressure. It was admirable and deserving of adoration. President Faust finished stripping Elder Land down, taking in the sight of his fully naked body before he took off his own shirt and pants. With the boy still on the altar, he placed him back on all fours, running his hand along his smooth back and he began to bring out his cock from his garments. Faust was eager to show how much he loved Elder Land and wanted to consecrate his body with something more potent than oil. Stripping down completely, he revealed his nakedness to the young boy. Elder Land had not yet seen President Faust is this pure form and was instantly amazed that someone could be so handsome. His body was perfectly formed, strong and powerful. A light dusting of gray hair trailed his chest and stomach, leading down to his perfect phallus. President Faust got on the altar behind Elder Land, rubbing his ass with his hands. He knew the boy was ready to feel him inside--he’d made sure of that during their last session. What he didn’t anticipated was just how much Elder Land would want him inside. The young boy arched his back instinctively as soon as the older man got behind him, signalling his readiness and eagerness. Nothing made the president happier than seeing a young boy happily give up his body to him. With a careful hand and a slow, steady motion, President Faust placed himself inside the boy’s hole, feeling it open up for him and take him completely. The sensation was so powerful it coerced the president to let out a moan of his own. “Ah… that’s right, good boy.” Elder Land was beaming. He couldn’t believe how good the president had been to him. First by massaging his body, and now by making passionate love to him. Even his cock was massaging, teasing its way in and out, holding it at times, and making pleasurable, shallow movements right on the edge of his sphincter. Elder Land wanted to cum so badly, and with ever push against his prostate, the little control he had was escaping him. But he bit his lip and held on. He wasn’t going to interrupt President Faust from getting exactly what he wanted from his hole. And he was not walking away without the blessing of his seed deep within him...