Elder Xanders woke to President Oaks and Bishop Angus already in his room, their hungry gazes fixed on his sleeping form. He stirred, slowly undressing, revealing his toned, eager body. President Oaks, his breath heavy with anticipation, approached Xanders, running his hands over Xanders' chest, feeling the young man's heart race. Bishop Angus watched, stroking his own considerable length, as Oaks took Xanders' cock into his mouth, the elder's skilled tongue drawing a moan from Xanders' lips.