His lips wrapped around it and sucked hard, teasing the boy with feelings of intense teasing, tickling, and suction. With one hand on his cock and the other pressed firmly on that far cheek of the boy’s butt, Bishop Gibson kissed and licked the boy’s hole over and over. He inhaled deeply before he let his salivating tongue loose on the Land’s hole. Bending over the boy’s body, Bishop Gibson leaned his head down between the boy’s cheeks, pressing his furry face softly into his hole. He pulled his cock out through the front slit and stroked it as he became mesmerized on the boy’s butt. Slowly, Gibson removed his shirt and pants, stripping down to just his garments. It was more beautiful than the older man remembered. He removed Land’s shield as the boy bent over and placed his smooth, soft hole up in the air for him to see. Bishop Gibson turned the boy around on the stool, feeling the craving for a more substantial meal. Elder Land moaned as he felt his groin being sucked and stroked, loving every wave of sensation that accompanied the older man’s actions. What little he got was enough to leave him hungry for more. Taking the boy’s cock into his mouth, he sucked on him deep, hoping to get more of the boy’s sweet juice onto his tongue. His eyes widened and he feel to his knees, eager to get a taste. Gibson began to unbutton his shirt and roll up his sleeves when he noticed the shiny tip of the boy’s cock, glistening with a sudden secretion of pre-cum. Land looked back up at him, biting his lower lip gently in anticipation of what would come next. Gibson looked down at the sexy, seated missionary as he began to remove his jacket and tie.
Gibson then took the boy’s shield and moved it back over his shoulders, opening his naked torso to full exposure and access. The older man took the boy’s hand and sat him down on a nearby stool. Land closed his eyes as he felt the soft hairs of the man’s blonde beard graze his face. He brought his mouth to Land’s and kissed him softly. Bishop Gibson took to his feet and stood next to the naked boy.
And this touch made him feel like he was getting there. He knew it was wrong but he wanted dearly to be back in the place where Bishop Gibson was inside him, filling him and fucking him. Elder Land felt his hole tighten and his breath flutter as he felt his warm hands caress him. Bishop Gibson took the boy’s genitals in his hands, stroking his shaft and testicles, and finished the ceremony by anointing his loins. Gibson knelt down to bless the boy’s legs and feet, bringing his face at the same level as the boy’s conspicuous boner. He moved it out of the way when he needed to and blessed the rest of his body. The bishop continued along, hardly acknowledging the boy’s penis. Before he knew it, he was sporting a fully standing erection in front of Bishop Gibson. Elder Land didn’t know what to do and tried to remain still and respectful during the ritual, but his baser instincts got the better of him. Especially when the bearded man moved his digits down toward his crotch. His manipulation of his body parts became more like groping than gesturing. Bishop Gibson’s touches lingered longer and longer. It wasn’t until the bishop’s bulge could clearly be seen through his white pants that the boy sensed the return of attraction. Elder Land wondered if he’d imagined the whole thing. For someone who had not long ago fucked him and inseminated him, the formal way he spoke and moved about him was intensely arousing. But there was something about the formal nature of his attire, and the ceremony, and his words. This ceremonial attire is very unique and quite handsome, but also standard for a male ordinance worker to wear in the temple. His shirt was neatly pressed, tie tied in a sturdy knot, and his pants were crisp with the one appropriate crease. He proceeded very formalized, fitting the state of his dress. Bishop Gibson was performing the sacred initiation ceremony, speaking the words of the ritual and anointing his parts from head to toe.
Save for the temple shield he was provided, he was as naked as he was back when the handsome bishop had fucked him back in his office. Something about standing next to the handsome man while he was completely naked stirred up something inside him. It was an unusual sensation, like goosebumps, but better.
Elder Land’s skin tingled as Bishop Gibson moved around him.