Hairy Beard Daddy President Faust fucks Son
Elder Land could hardly sit right for days. Even his companion began to notice the unusual hesitance whenever they’d mount up on bikes or sit for dinner. He thought perhaps the boy wasn’t feeling well. He had know idea his partner’s butt was still glowing red.
Meeting with President Faust shook Elder Land to his core. Not only was he confronted once again with the sexual attraction he’d been previously fought so hard to avoid, but he experienced a level of submission that he’d never even thought about.
Feeling the stinging impacts of the older man’s hands and paddle were intense, but not quite as much as the feeling of having his hole devoured and skewered. The foreign glass object buried itself so deep inside, it was hard to tell if the boy’s soreness was more internal or external.
But although the experience was hard, it left him impossible to think of anything-or anyone-else. President Faust was practically still with him. Everytime he felt his butt or put on his pants or sat for church, he could feel an echo of those smacks. A week or so passed before he was called to the temple again to meet with President Faust.
He was scared and hesitant, fearing he was in for more pain. But also somewhat curious for more. As much as it hurt to get his butt spanked, the feeling of a soothing rub after was beyond pleasurable.
Either way, he continued on through the door, accepting whatever his fate would be. He was led into a white room, immaculately lit and warm… very different from the torture chamber he was in before. Standing waiting for him was President Faust, greeting him with a smile equal in its warmth……