Elder Xanders couldn’t believe it. He wasn’t being sent home. Despite his actions with Elder Sorenson, it seemed that the Brethren were going to allow him to stay on his mission. As relieved as he was, he was still very uneasy with what happened at his last visit to the temple. President Oaks took a great deal of pleasure in spanking his butt as punishment for not keeping their secrets. This, of course, was just the beginning. Once he was stripped down and vulnerable, both Oaks and Bishop Angus took turns penetrating him and using him hard. Elder Xanders’ tiny, little body was at the mercy of the older, larger, stronger men. Still, the worst part about it wasn’t being fucked. Part of his punishment meant he wasn’t allowed to cum! Elder Xanders had been jerking off two or three times a day since he was old enough to figure it out. Despite his missionary background and his mission, he continued to do it, never thinking it was big deal. As hours turned to days following his unexpectedly rough threesome, he got hard often and felt the itch to touch himself--an itch he was told specifically not to scratch until he was back in the temple. The boyish young man found himself easily distracted, unable to focus on anything but the hope of being summoned back to the temple. Everything seemed to make him horny. After about a week, one night he finally received the phone call he was waiting for--the Brethren wanted to see him. Xanders could have cum just from the way his unyielding erection brushed against his garments as he made his way into the temple. The temple patrons took him in and brought him to a room to change. He was told to strip completely and put on a temple shield. The white sheet was enormous on him, practically weighing down his tiny body. The giant cloth, however, provided Xanders just the cover he needed to hide his boner and continue forward. As he entered the next room, he was bathed in bright white light. The light seemed to pour out around him, though he knew that in this part of the temple there wasn’t a single window. Standing by the far wall stood Stepbrother Strang.