Elder Xanders, in a fitful sleep, wakes to find his fellow Elders, Bishop Angus and President Oaks, sneaking glances at him, their eyes filled with lust. They've been harboring secret desires, their religious duties a thin veil for their repressed longings. As Xanders stretches, his robe opens, revealing a hint of his muscular chest. The others can't resist; they move closer, their breaths growing heavier. Bishop Angus, his thick cock already tents his pants, reaches out, touching Xanders' thigh, sending a jolt of excitement through the room.