Elder Xanders stirred, his gaze landing on Bishop Angus, already aroused, stroking his impressive length. President Oaks, sleeping between them, unknowingly stirred the pot of their forbidden desire. Xanders, unable to resist, leaned over and whispered his lustful intentions to Angus. In the dim light, they watched Oaks, his innocent face now a target of their pent-up, taboo lust. As they slowly awakened him, Oaks' eyes widened in shock, but his body betrayed him, responding eagerly to their expert touches.