Austin Young, a fresh-faced Bishop, is summoned to the presidential chambers, his heart racing with anticipation. President Oaks, with his silver hair and stern gaze, wastes no time, pushing Austin against the wall, his hand cupping Austin's growing bulge. "You're here because we know your secret, Bishop," President Oaks growls. President Nelson, watching from the corner, licks his lips, "We've seen the way you look at us, the way your body responds." Austin, his breath hitching, feels his cock straining against his pants as President Oaks unzips him, revealing his throbbing, eager member. The room fills with the sound of their heavy breathing and the wet, sloppy sounds of their sinful indulgence.