The deacons brought Adam to me, his eyes covered by a satin sash. One must come to the Lord with absolute trust. I could almost feel the vulnerability radiating off of his skin. My staff was an oak rod in my pants dripping with the Lord’s nectar. Adam was trembling with uncertainty but I was trembling with desire. I’m truly a blessed man to be able to minister to these handsome young men, in danger of being lost to Satan. Without proper guidance, there is no knowing who might take advantage of such desirable young bodies.

The deacons pushed him to his knees while I readied myself and presented him with my staff laying on the pages of God’s word. The Word made flesh for this young man to take into himself. Deacon Johnsyn has him trained well. He knows how to open his throat and worship the Lord. He almost sucked the seed from my balls but today was not a day for communion. Today he must be anointed deep in his body and I was anxious to bless him as fully and deeply as possible.

When Deacon Johnsyn pulled his underwear off, his ass was a miracle of God’s creation! Praise the Lord for sending me such perfection. I just had to fall to my knees and worship with my lips and tongue. A feast fit for angels. Of course this young man wasn’t just here for my delight. My staff throbbed and ached, reminding me of my duty to anoint this young man. When I stood up and slowly thrust into his inner sanctum, I was reminded how God rewards his faithful servants.

This young man had one of the tightest, sweetest holes I have ever fucked. I took my time. A man shouldn’t rush the Lord’s work. Young Adam sang praises to the Lord with each strong powerful thrust of my staff until the power of the Spirit moving in me was more than I could stand and I blessed young Adam with a powerful offering of Holy Seed giving him every drop of sacred nectar that my body could produce.