"The apartment smells like weed and Elder Berry and Elder Stewart are not too happy about it. They are afraid they aregoing to be caught by the priests and kicked out of the mission. They have heard about it happening to boys before, and neither of them is arrogant enough to believe that they are above the law. It’s only Angel who seems to be calm, cool, and collected as the smoke wafts through the living room. Perhaps he knows something they don’t, or perhaps he enjoys inviting chaos into his life. Either way, Berry and Stewart are unsure of how to proceed. They can’t continue to allow Angel to jeopardize their missions. Angel tells them to calm down. It is not as big of a deal as they are making it. But the boys are frantic in their resolve. They need to rid the apartment of the smell, and Angel, as soon as possible. But with his devilish charm and impossibly good looks, Angel has a way of getting young missionaries to do whatever he wants. Stewart and Berry are no exception, and it doesn’t take long for them to fall under his spell. He pulls down his shorts slowly, exposing his girthy, caramel cock, and the boys look on in a trance. How can they say no to such an enticing body? Soon, both boys are down on their knees with mouthfuls of Angel’s veiny dick. They look at each other as they suck, in disbelief that the passion has escalated so much. Weren’t they seconds away from getting rid of Angel altogether? Now they are working in tandem to tease the creamy cum from his ballsack. They want it all over their bodies, to share and revel in. They know it is wrong, but somehow, Angel makes it feel perfectly right."