Elder Xanders, in the quiet of his chamber, succumbs to his desires, his hand wrapping around his thick, veined cock. Bishop Angus and President Oaks, their images etched in his mind, have awakened a hunger in him that only the forbidden can satiate. Austin Young, innocent yet eager, has become the object of their shared lust, his tight, smooth body a temple they yearn to defile. Xanders' strokes quicken, his breath ragged, as he fantasizes about the taste of Young's skin, the feel of his ass, and the sounds he'll make when they finally claim him.