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Elder Land - Companionship Inventory

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Elder Land sat nervously in the big, white room. He leg shook up and down as his palms got sweaty and hot.He’d only been waiting a couple minutes, but he knew any meeting he had would be a test of some kind. Ever since he revealed the truth of his sexual attractions to his mission president, he knew that all others in leadership would press him and question him about it. He knew the right answers to those questions, but he knew they were neither true nor easy to talk about it. As he waited, his mind kept circling back to Bishop Gibson. He’d had multiple fantasies and wet dreams about this handsome president and his passion was getting the better of him. The more he tried not to think about it, the more it surfaced. And at inopportune times. President Faust came into the room and sat across from him. He looked over what appeared to be some kind of binder of papers, occasionally glancing up at Elder Land. The young missionary immediately felt intimidating by him. Not just because of his position and authority, but because of the way he seemed to possess himself. President Faust had a manner about the way he moved, breathed, and darted his eyes up over his glasses that assert ed a primal power. He even had a handsome musk to him that Land could perceive as he walked by him that seemed to fill his lungs with a powerful erotic trigger. Land looked him up, frequently visiting his crotch with his eyes, waiting for their meeting to begin. President Faust nodded slightly to himself, put away the binder, and made striking, piercing eye contact with Elder Land. The boys body tensed as he looked back, knowing this would not be easy. “Have you ever had same-sex attraction?” President Faust began. “I’m not sure I understand,” Land responded, taken completely by surprise. He hadn’t even formally introduced himself and yet he was jumping right into his deepest shame. “Have you ever fantasized about a man? Look at his body… or his crotch?” Elder Land’s face went white and his hands sweated harder. He could hardly his his answer over the sound of his heart pounding, but he answered no. For some reason he felt he had to say no, that this was the right answer. But he was beginning to doubt his ability to convincingly lie. “Are you sure?” Faust continued, leaving forward to make his eyes closer. He seemed to creep closer like a lion approaching a lone gazelle. The lion sees an easy target and the gazelle knows he has nowhere to run. But once again, Land said no. Faust took a breath and broke his glance, releasing Land from his psychic lock for a second. “I’m going to ask you to prove if you’re being honest with me. Stand up and take off your tie.” Elder Land did as he was told, unknotting his tie and handing it to the president. Faust then told him to continue, undressing even further down. Land continued, removing his clothes, despite his confusion. How will this help, he wondered. One he was going to his garments, he was sat back down and told to place his hands behind his back. When he did, the president moved behind him and held his hands together. Once again, Land inhaled his masculine, lupine scent. He couldn’t express it, but he knew it in his bones: this was an alpha male. A person with preternatural power. It aroused him to think of how he must be sexually, but he knew he should not have such thoughts. It was then that he felt a soft rope wrap around his wrists, holding him firmly in place. It took him out of his brief fantasy and invigorated a different primal feeling: fear. Moving back around, President Faust spoke “I saw you looking at my crotch.” Elder Land looked at him intensely, not sure what to do or say. Faust removed his suit jacket, revealing the broadness of his shoulders and chest. He had a pair of suspenders that hugged him tightly, clinging to him and seeming to exaggerate his masculine features. His salt and pepper hair and beard framed his face perfectly and gave him the distinction of a man of authority. All this combined with his frankness made him both incredibly sexy and incredibly scary. He didn’t seem to need a response. Or expect one. He pulled his chair closer toward the bound boy and sat back down, resting his arms fall such that one appeared to accidentally land close to Land’s exposed inner though. Faust then began to casually, almost tauntingly caress his inner thigh, grazing his smooth skin with the fingertips, his eyes locked in a challenging stare on Land’s. The boy couldn’t look away, but he wanted to badly. It felt good. Really good. Too good. He was so desperate to be touched that the gentle movements changed his breathing and sent his heart into a rapid drumming. “Don’t feel anything?” Faust asked, inquisitive, almost clinical. The handsome president then ran his hands along the edges of his garment bottoms, tracing the trimming and teasing out subtle responses from Land’s vulnerable body. Faust moved his ups around the seams of the legs and up to the waist band. Without any warning or production, he pulled open Elder Land’s waistband, moving his hands inside to feel his penis. Elder Land was shocked. No man had ever touched him like this. This wasn’t like going to the doctor. He was trying to excite him! Actually intending to make him erect! Faust stroked his shaft and teased him under his balls. Land was trying hard not to give in or even admit that he liked it, but his body was reacting like Faust had the owner’s manual to his eroticism. The president’s fingertips gently grazed over his genitals, moving around from his balls to his hole. He squeezed tighter and firmer, put more of his dominance behind his gestures, moving another hand up his pant leg to gently stroke his hole as well. “Definitely looks like it’s turning you on,” Faust teased, amused with the predicament he’d put the boy in. Elder Land, fully erect, still insisted that he did not enjoy it. “Oh… I don’t think you’re being very honest with me.” Faust took his hands away, seeing the boy’s face drop. He wanted it. He wanted more. And taking it away so quickly, the expression on the boy’s face was all the truth he needed. “I’m going to untie your hands,” Faust smiled. “And I want you to show me how you masterbate.” “Isn’t that bad?” Elder Land responded, confused, but also seeing if his was yet another trick. “…Not if it’s with me.” Elder Land pulled his penis out through his garment shorts. He was nervous letting this full grown man watch him, seeing his erection and his efforts to pleasure himself. President Faust was very, very sexy and had a way about him that made Land unable to resist. While Land stroked his cock, President Faust teased his hole, spreading his legs wide apart to get his hand up through the shorts of garments once again. “You like that?” Faust asked, whispering to him as he moved himself even closer. Inhaling his musk and closing his eyes, Elder Land nodded and continued to stroke. The president was so close he could hear the difference in their breaths; Faust’s were steady and strong, seemingly unphased by anything and meditative on seeing his boy climax. Land was panting, nervous, uncomfortable, slightly embarrassed, but even more eager to cum…

Date: December 10, 2021

Actors: Logan Cross, Kristofer Weston