Elder Esplin simply could not reconcile all his frustrations with the Church. Everything he's been raised to believe seemed to be, at best, misleading and, at worst, blatant lies about the world. He wasn't raised to have an independent mind, but thanks to a healthy dose of curiosity his eyes had been opened.
It all happened so quickly and before he knew it he was careening down the rabbit hole of church secrets as he learned more and more about the elusive fraternal sex cult. Elder Dobrovnik had revealed the existence of The Order. His head was still spinning when President Ballard extended an official invitation to enter the secret fraternity, more or less fucking the offer into him with his impossibly thick dick.
He couldn't deny how hot it was to be opened up by his mission president right there on his desk. He even found himself fantasizing about it over and over.
But as much as Elder Esplin desired his president's dick, and as much as he wanted to discover more about The Order, he was still full of frustrations about his missionary life.
This was, of course, obvious to President Oaks. The Brethren were very perceptive and could easily identify when a young man starting to feel lost, but each boy requires tailored guidance. Oaks called Elder Esplin to the temple for exactly the thing he was sure the boy needed.
Elder Esplin made his way into the dark chamber where he was told to go, and once in the room he found himself alone with President Oaks and President Ballard.
The two men stood on either side of a table, covered by a black cloth. Lifting up the cover, the presidents revealed what appeared to be a long, wooden table with evenly spaced pegs in a row. Elder Esplin took note of how they increased in size and he immediately knew their purpose.
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