In the quiet of the study, a religious elder can't suppress his lust for his nephew's youthful, uniformed form. He approaches the boy from behind, running his hands over the crisp fabric and feeling the boy's cock twitch in response. He leans in, his breath hot on the nephew's ear, "You know this is wrong, don't you?" he whispers, as he grips the boy's cock through his underwear, making him gasp. The nephew's resistance crumbles, and he turns to face his uncle, their eyes locking as the elder begins to stroke him, the sound of their heavy breathing filling the room.