Young Elder Zachary gets power-fucked on the floor

Elder Zachary couldn’t believe what had happened. As he sat frozen and restrained against the chair, he felt pools of his cum melt on his stomach and drip down his body. All the while, Bishop Hart held the boy’s spent cock in his hand.It took a moment for Zachary to catch his breath from his orgasm, but just as soon as he did, the realization of all he’d done hit him hard. He didn’t know what to do. He felt scared and trapped. Would he be sent home? Would he be punished?Bishop Hart stayed strangely calm. Zachary didn’t know what to make of his response, especially considering his fingers were still glistening with his semen.“It’s okay,” Hart said quietly. “You’re fine.”Bishop Hart proceeded to grab a washcloth and cleaned his hands, all the while explaining to Elder Zachary the purpose of the test. In doing so, he mentioned the secret fraternal priesthood known as the Order.This was unlike anything Elder Zachary had ever heard of before, but he was captivated. Perhaps in some part due to the fact that he was bound and naked.Bishop Hart removed his restraints and continued to describe how the boy could find a place within this sacred organization. He wouldn’t have to worry about being sent home or getting in trouble if he simply did what the priesthood asked of him.To the naive Elder Zachary, this didn’t sound much different from what was asked of him otherwise, so he agreed to continue.Bishop Hart handed him a washcloth and a temple shield. He gave a few minutes to clean himself up and then told him to meet him in the adjoining room to be initiated.Elder Zachary put the shield over his body, still warm and excited from having been touched. It felt good. Really good. But he knew it shouldn’t.He could still feel the way his hole responded to being played with and teased. Hart’s breath on his face, so close he could practically taste it, made his lips ache to be kissed. What was it about this handsome man that made his toes curl the way they did?Putting on the temple shield, he wondered what would be asked of him next. And deep down, he hoped it would be more of what he’d just experienced.In the next room, Elder Zachary stood still and patient as Bishop Hart performed a blessing over him. A series of prayers and recitations, each followed by a gentle touch of consecrated oil over his body. Every touch seemed to excite him once more, recharging his body back to the sensitive state it was just in.Hart moved around his naked body with precision, while his hands trailed over his skin like they were weighted down. His fingers lingered on every part of him, especially as they came close to his loins and mouth.Zachary’s body heated, bringing a slight drop of perspiration to his brow. His breaths became deeper, unable to hide his aroused state.Bishop Hart could see the boy’s eyes widen and his lips swell as he moved about him. They seemed too delicious to resist, recalling how they pouted just before the boy was coerced to ejaculation.Looking down, he could see the boy was once again fully erect, stimulated once more by the slightest of touches. He grabbed the boy by the cock and pulled him close, bringing his mouth to his, tasting him and kissing him sweetly.Pulling away, Bishop Hart ordered, “Now sit down.”Thank goodness, Elder Zachary thought to himself. The kiss was something he’d unknowingly begged for before, and now having received it, it shocked his system. He got dizzy from it, unable to process the blasphemy and blissfulness of kissing another man. Seated, he tried to regain his composure, only to immediately find himself back in a state of surprised ecstasy.Bishop Hart took the boy’s cock into his mouth, kneeling down to take it all. Still very sensitive, it felt like a million tickling static shocks throughout his body. The warm, wet tongue of his leader whirled around him, activating every nerve in his shaft.Hart paused only for a moment to remove his shirt and jacket, dropping back down to keep the boy’s erection wetted and aroused.Seeing the handsome bishop disrobe only excited the boy more. Bishop Hart was stunningly handsome and disarming. His eyes cut through to the boy’s core and his mouth claimed him with each kiss and lick. Seeing his body beneath his garments was somehow the realization of an undreamed dream come true.Having seen men in porn and in the showers, Elder Zachary felt he had some appreciation of what the male form looked like in its perfection. But Bishop Hart awoke a new sense of a adoration. He didn’t just see him as handsome, he saw him like a god. And he wanted to worship him.Bishop Hart stripped down further, removing his garments completely, revealing his chiseled body and huge, throbbing cock.Mouth watering, Elder Zachary wanted nothing more than to taste it. To do for Hart what the older man had been doing for him.Hart took off the boy’s shield and brought him down to his knees. With hardly a second’s hesitation, Elder Zachary completely gave into his desires, swallowing the man’s hot rod and wrapping his full lips around its base.As he felt his bottom lip make contact with the swollen testicles in the man’s scrotum, he looked up. From his perspective, he could see the finely chiseled body of the older man. His chest hair nestled perfectly between the masculine curves of his chest.It was strange to be so deep in this lustful mindset. Zachary felt alive like never before. He continued to work on Hart’s cock, savoring the taste and feel of it. But he knew it wasn’t enough. He wanted more...