Elder Xanders stirs from his slumber, his gaze falling upon the innocent yet tantalizing form of Bishop Angus. The gay elder's pulse quickens as he watches the young man's chest rise and fall, his breath hitching at the sight of the tent in Bishop's sleeping shorts. Xanders can't resist the temptation, sliding his hand beneath the fabric to grasp Bishop's hardening cock. Meanwhile, President Oaks and Austin Young, hidden behind a screen, observe the scene, their own desires ignited.