The holy men gather around the pool, their robes discarded, their bodies bearing the weight of years and secrets. Austin Young, new to their flock, is led to the water's edge. Elder Sorenson, his voice a low rumble, commands, "Undress, child." Austin complies, his young body taut and lean. The elders' eyes feast on the youth's form, their cocks stirring with lust. Bishop Angus steps forward, his hand wrapping around Austin's wrist, guiding him to the edge of the pool. "Baptism, my child, is a journey," he whispers, pushing Austin's hand underwater, onto his own throbbing cock.