As Elder Dalton continues his path towards full sexual submission to The Order, he slowly begins to pick up on what the priests enjoy.He understands that his smooth, youthful skin and energetic glow are a major attraction for the lustful priests. So, it is not so much of a surprise anymore when he enters these private meetings only to find their bulges growing in their pants at the very sight of him. But even as he has become more accustomed to the sexual games they like to play, he still gets butterflies in his stomach when he sees Blank dressed from head to toe in white. The salt and pepper priest shows young Elder Dalton into the Temple, silently undressing the boy from behind. He loves the smell of the boy’s body as he digs his face into his neck and undoes his tie. Elder Dalton becomes hot and flustered but is determined to stay alert and present enough to please the strong, silent man’s body amply. His breathing gets heavier as Blank unbuttons his pants and pulls them down around his ankles, exposing the see-through underwear Dalton has thoughtfully worn to the ceremony. Perhaps his forwardness will be seen as uncouth, but Dalton has already given up taming his sexual passion. As Elder Dalton wraps his young, trembling lips around Blank’s hard dick, he finds himself in a cock-crazed trance. It is almost as though every time he fucks one of the men of the Order, he falls deeper into their grips, wanting their hot cum more each time. He moans and squirms as Blank pounds his sore asshole without mercy, punishing him with an authority that only a man of his stature could wield. And with every stroke, Dalton feels himself come alive, savoring every inch, one stroke at a time.