Elder Stewart’s innocent face, and excellent cock sucking skills made his rise to the ranks of the higher priesthood, inevitable. But there was a time, before he began his journey into the Order, where the boy was plagued with guilt over his desires for men.
He felt like he could never think about, much less act on all the filthy things he wanted to do to other boys.
When he saw other missionaries walking through the Temple it took every fiber of his being to keep his eyes from following the movement of their asses in their suit pants.
But Elder Stewart is fondly recounting in his journal the day when all that changed.
It was the night of transfers and Stewart sat in his room anxiously awaiting his new mission companion. As he imagined what the boy would look like, his thoughts once again wandered to the dirty things they could do with each other.
His hand began to pull on his swelling cock. He thought he was safe, because the door was closed, but, he was wrong. Without a knock the door was opened shortly after he finished.
In stepped Brother Johnson, the chiseled mission ward who had graced more than a few of Stewart’s fantasies. Though Stewart tried to hide his erection, Brother Johnson quickly let him know that he had seen what the boy was up to.
But he also assured the frightened missionary that he wasn’t about to send him home because “guys like us, look out for each other.”
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