The holy men, their robes discarded, stand in a circle, their cocks hard and leaking. Austin, on his knees, worships each one in turn, his tongue tracing the veins, his lips stretching wide to take them deep. The elders groan, their hands tangled in his hair, guiding him, encouraging him. Bishop Angus, his voice deep and commanding, orders Austin to bend over. The young doctor complies, his ass cheeks spread wide, revealing his pink, puckered hole. President Oaks spits into his hand, rubbing the saliva into Austin's ass before slowly pushing his thick cock inside. Austin gasps, his body tensing before relaxing, allowing the elder to fuck him slowly, deeply, as Bishop Angus continues to fuck his mouth.