Stepbrother Strang has enjoyed partnering up with Stepbrother Eyring, but it was never fully above board. Stepbrother Eyring loved having the boys of the mission suck and service his cock, but he was not fully set apart as an ordaining member of the Order. Stepbrother Strang was tasked with identifying suitable candidates for the higher priesthood order, including those no longer on their mission. While Stepbrother Calhoun was a recruit he brought in by force, Stepbrother Eyring was someone with whom he found a sense of fraternal love. Both men held mid level positions in their local congregations. But they had other things in common including their love of the beautiful missionary boys under their supervision. Knowing this Stepbrother Strang had invited Stepbrother Eyring ialong on many of his personal assignments. The Brethren permitted this, of course, knowing that he was observing and being groomed for leadership. But the day finally came when it became clear that he could advance no further. He could not proceed without entering into the sacred covenant and officially take his place among the brethren in the Order. Stepbrother Strang brought his friend to the temple. Eyring knew from his initiation process that he must do everything that would be asked of him. He must do it completely and unquestioningly. Stepbrother Eyring listened and obeyed, eager to make his calling and election sure. He loved getting serviced, but there was a part of him deep down that longed to once again feel what the boys were feeling. Something he had felt when he had been inducted years earlier. This was his chance and he couldn’t be more excited. Inside, Stepbrother Strang walked Eyring into a large, white room where President Ballard was standing. He was tall, well built, and undeniably handsome. Eyring had seen him plenty of times before and had no idea he was involved in the secret sex cult. “Stepbrother Eyring,” the handsome man began, “You’ve been selected to take your rightful place as a king and a priest unto the most high. But before we can entrust you with your mantel of privilege and duty to perform these sacred rites, you must present yourself as a willing servant. The highest shall be the lowest and the lowest shall be exalted. None shall disobey, and all leaders must know complete submission.” Just with that declaration, Eyring felt himself become aroused. The idea of being submissive to President Ballard was enough to get his mouth watering. He had to swallow back some excited saliva before he responded. “Yes, I--I understand.” “Good, then get down on your knees. Show me that you can take me into your mouth.” And just like that, Stepbrother Eyring was kneeling down in front of the powerful and handsome President Ballard, getting himself on the same level as his crotch. From this level, he watched closely as Ballard opened his pants and pulled out his massively, thick cock. It was a thing of beauty unlike anything Eyring had ever seen. Thick like the horn of huge a bull. He wasn’t sure he’d be able to take it, but he knew he had to try. He reached out his hand and brought the monster cock to his lips, feeling his jaw practically unhinge to take it into his mouth. Immediately, the taste, texture, and warmth passed over his lips like he was drinking him. He wanted more. So much more. He pushed his mouth further on him, trying to take every perfect inch into his face. President Ballard put a hand on the back of his head, holding him in place and observing the young man struggle to take him. He shot a look at Stepbrother Strang, standing nearby and stroking his erection over his pants. They smiled to each other, as if communicating that he’d done good in bringing him in. Ballard removed his pants and garments, dropping them to the floor quickly to free his lower half of any restriction. As Eyring resumed his work on the end of his shaft, he continued to disrobe, taking off his jacket, shirt, and tie. He paused briefly to watch as Stepbrother Eyring took his balls into his mouth, juggling them over his tongue and tasting the sweet sweat from between them. Ballard moaned with delight, happy with the thorough service he was getting. “I think we’ve made a fine choice,” he said to Strang. The other man came closer, smiling and opening his pants up. “Why don’t you show him how I like it?” Strang put one hand on his cock and the other on the back of Eyring’s head, pushing him down even further. The choking and gagging noises were persistent as Eyring tried not to stop sucking. His eyes teared up slightly and his breathing and heart rate became erratic, but he was determined to continue. He would do anything to prove he was worth bringing into the Order. Stepbrother Strang let up on his friend, seeing that Ballard was pleased with the young man’s determination. Strang then matched his superior and undressed completely, bringing himself next to Eyring as he stroked his big, hard cock. Ballard moved the young man to a nearby couch, removing his pants and garments, leaving his upper body covered in his pristine white shirt and tie. Bending him over, he watched as Eyring’s butt opened to greet him, his hairy hole presenting itself high in the air. Strang leaned in to taste his friend, licking his hole and feeling it gently trembled on the tip of his tongue. He loves the feeling of his long beard brushing against him and seeing Eyring endure the intense pleasure. Ballard, seeing the boy’s hole was hot and wet, saw his chance to claim the young man’s body and get his thick meat deep inside. Stepbrother Strang saw the man take his lead and moved himself around to Eyring’s front. He got his cock in his friend’s mouth and caressed his head while he sucked. His cock got harder as he watched Ballard take what was his. He spit into Eyring’s hole and mounted himself behind him, bringing his impressive cock head to the edge of his sphincter. He could practically see the young man’s ass pulsate as moved himself closer and closer. And with a movement that was so slow and steady it could have been purely the result of gravity, Ballard expertly inserted his cock into Eyring’s hole, invading him like knife into warm butter. “Stepbrother Eyring,” the older man let out with an exhale, “you have an amazing ass!” The handsome president fucked him faster and deeper as the boy’s hole yielded to him. He lacked much of the hesitance and resistance that the young, virgin boys did, giving Ballard the unspoken permission to truly dive deep into him. Ballard was managing to fuck harder than he had for some time… much to the sacrifice of Eyring’s hungry hole. Stepbrother Strang needed to get in on it. He could see his friend in ecstasy taking the thick man’s dick and wanted to experience his tight hole before he was worn out. The younger man leaned backward on the couch, positioning himself in a way that invited Stepbrother Eyring to move up onto him. His friend dismounted from the aggressive stepdaddy’s cock and placed himself onto Stepbrother Strang’s. It was a relief to feel the more manageable dick inside him, finding a comfortable place in his anal cavity. Just when he thought he was in the easy embrace of his buddy, he felt President Ballard come back in for another round… without waiting for Strang to pull out. Suddenly, it hit him. Both men were going to be inside him. He instinctively wanted to say no, knowing that it would hurt or worse! But he remembered what they’d said about obedience and submission and knew he couldn’t and should stop them. With that, Stepbrother Eyring’s hands clung tightly the cushions of the couch and he braced himself for re-entry. President Ballard’s mammoth cock burst back inside him and past the shaft of Stepbrother Strang. It was a hot, searing pain that seemed to spread throughout his entire body. Sweating, shaking, and barely holding himself together, he could feel both men inside him, holding still as his hole quaked. He knew this was the calm before the storm and they were just giving his body to adjust. He was grateful, but growing more insatiable with each passing second. His initial fear turned to hope as he felt their cocks slide inside him. He wanted one thing and one thing only… to feel them fill him up with their loads. As he began to rock back and forth on the twin cocks, he took a deep breath and promised he would take it all...