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MormonBoyz Elder Campbell Ordination with Bishop Hart Bareback

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Bishop Hart sat on the arm of the temple altar bed, waiting patiently for Elder Campbell to arrive. The day had come for the soft spoken Mormon boy to be ordained and receive the Higher Priesthood.

Bishop Hart recalled the boy’s reticence at their first encounter. The look on the boy’s face when he was tied up and teased was one Hart knew he’d not soon forget.

He knew, too, that he’d taken the missionary for granted in many ways. Teenage boys are full of hormonal emotions, causing them to act out, challenge, and even rebel, purely because their brain chemistry tells them to. Especially when they’re given a taste of sex, they can become downright volatile.

But not Elder Campbell. Somehow, the usual struggle with submission that most boys go through passed over him. He wore his service as easy as his own name tag. Anything that was ever asked of him, he did, and tried his best to do so to please others. Bishop Hart didn’t need to train him or discipline him, he need only speak.

After President Lee’s special blessing, Bishop Hart realized what he’d been ignoring. Seeing him through clearer, more grateful eyes, he decided to make the dedicated missionary’s ordination a momentous one.

Just then, the freckled boy came into the room. As usual, he was dressed in a white shirt, pressed tie, and perfectly ironed black slacks. Bishop Hart looked at him with soft eyes, raised a hand and gestured warmly for him to sit beside him.

Elder Campbell moved purposefully, but in his heart felt his place: he knew he was there for Bishop’s Hart’s pleasure.

The older man placed a hand on the back of the boy’s neck, feeling the short-cut hairs at the nape, squeezing gently to hold onto him. He turned the boy’s face to him, locking eyes with him, looking deep into his heart. There, in his youthful gaze, Bishop Hart saw a boy looking back at him with great respect, fondness, and desire. How could he have missed this?

He leaned in slowly, bringing his mouth to Elder Campbell’s, and, taking a deep inhale, began to kiss the eager boy.

Elder Campbell’s heart melted. He completely adored Bishop Hart. And he was being embraced by him so delicately and sweetly. He still felt the desire to serve him, but, in that moment, he also felt completely desired.

Hart leaned him back on the couch, arching the boy’s back as he followed. With one hand on the back of the boy’s head and one on his crotch, he felt complete love for him. His eyes closed as they continued to kiss, which made Campbell’s grab for his crotch a pleasant surprise. Bishop Hart smiled, looked at the boy below him, and pulled him up.

Standing, Bishop Hart removed the boy’s shirt and tie, punctuating each button and knot with a kiss to the boy’s face. Campbell stood still as usual, feeling his body tingle with pleasure as he gave himself over to his mentor.

Hart’s hands continued onto Campbell’s belt and pants, stripping him down to the sheer mesh-like fabric of his garments. He paused from his disrobement to let his hands run over the boy’s body before sitting him back down on the sofa.

Elder Campbell’s body was electrified with arousal, unable to resist stroking his concealed cock as he sat back. He looked on as Bishop hart proceeded to remove his socks and shoes. As his feet became bare, the older man took his soles to his mouth, kissing along their arches, even up to the tip of his toes.

Bishop Hart then lifted up the boy’s legs, kissing along the insides of his thighs until his mouth was pressed against his crotch. He was taking him in inch by inch. Practically drinking him like a delicious wine. Letting him sit on his lips and his tongue.

Standing up, Hart quickly removed his clothes, stripping down to his garments as Elder Campbell removed his own. They tore them off passionately, never breaking eye contact with one another.

Something new and exciting was happening between them. Elder Campbell had seen the bishop naked before, had even been fucked by him. But now, the two of them felt connected in way he couldn’t have imagined before.

With the older man standing naked, Elder Campbell couldn’t help pressing his face against his hard, chiseled stomach, admiring the shape of his abs. He kissed them one by one moving downward, making his way slowly toward his member.

“Go ahead,” Bishop Hart said, giving him a smile and a look of complete adoration.

With that permission, Elder Campbell took the man’s cock into his mouth. It was just as smooth and hard as he remembered. It fit in his face perfectly, filling all the way back to toward his throat. He worked it lovingly and expertly as Hart rested a hand behind the boy’s head.

Bishop Hart watched as Elder Campbell serviced him. His fingers trailed those short hairs again, feeling his cock swell and stiffen in the boy’s mouth. It was more than he’d hoped for when he first interviewed him. He knew Elder Campbell completely worshipped him, not just obeyed. It was unconditional and true.

That made Bishop Hart want him all the more. As his cock got more and more sensitive, he knew it needed to find its way in Elder Campbell’s other tight, wet hole.

Taking his cock out of the boy’s mouth, he took a seat on the daybed, leaning back as far as he could. He gestured to Elder Campbell like he had before, warm and inviting. The boy took the cue and got on top of the older man, spreading his legs over him.

Bishop Hart took a finger and placed it in the boy’s mouth, feeling it still wet with saliva from his expert blowjob. With his digit well lubricated, he brought it around to Campbell’s backside, teasing his hole and warming it up for penetration.

Elder Campbell moaned softly as he felt the warm, wet finger delicately poke at his hole, both still waiting to be ready and desperate for more. Bishop Hart felt carefully as the boy’s body relaxed and opened for him. His free hand ran up and down the boy’s hips, coaxing him into comfort. And just like that, he felt the tip of his finger slide inside.

Bishop Hart moved his hand to his cock, positioning it right up against the eased hole. Elder Campbell held onto this bishop’s shoulders as he straddled the him, looking him in the eye as he felt the tip of penis press against him.

With a smooth, slow motion, Bishop Hart felt the head of his penis slide inside the boy’s hole, swallowing him up. He moved both hands to the boy’s hips, holding him firmly in place as he made his way deeper and deeper.

He had him. Just like that, Elder Campbell was his once more. His heart raced as his cock glided up and down, pushing past the boy’s tight ring, holding onto him with dear life. He wanted all of him. His body, mind, heart.

But he knew before it was over, he was going to have to give him something, too. And for starters, that would be a hard, passionate pounding. And ultimately, a massive load of cum to seal him forever…


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