Bishop Angus, fueled by lust and forbidden desires, corners Elder Xanders in the sacristy. Xanders, innocent and pure, trembles as Bishop's powerful presence fills the room. Bishop's hands, rough from years of service, grip Xanders' hips, pulling him close. Their cocks, both straining against their vestments, rub together, sparking a fire that can't be denied. Bishop tears off his cassock, revealing his muscular, tattooed body. Xanders gasps, taking in Bishop's massive, uncut cock. Bishop smirks, pushing Xanders to his knees and feeding him his length, inch by thick inch, until Xanders gags. Then, he bends Xanders over the altar, spitting on his hole and ramming his cock home, fucking him raw and hard, their bodies slapping together in a symphony of sin.