He switched the device on.
“Now, tell me how things are going with your mission work.” He leaned forward on the desk, eager to hear what the boys had to say.
James mustered up his courage to speak. “They’re going well. We’ve visited hundreds of people this month, but…” he paused to look at his companion, “so far we haven’t been able to convert anyone.”
“Hmm, I see.” said the President. He seemed disappointed by his tone.
“We’re trying really hard though!” Seth piped in.
“You know, boys,” replied Victor, “My chapter has consistently been one of the most successfully converting chapters in all of the world. Do you know why I’m so successful?”
The boys nervously shook their heads ‘no’.
“I push the boys under me very hard.”
James gulped. He was feeling really hot under Victor’s gaze, and strangely he was feeling a lot of blood rushing between his legs by what the man was saying. The President looked more attractive than the last meeting. This time he was wearing a casual but expensive looking black button-up and slacks, and he looked effortlessly chic but still like a powerful boss. Despite his intensity, Victor’s hair remained perfectly done.
The President continued, “I need you to challenge yourselves, boys. You need to channel all of your energies into spreading the glorious message of Joseph Smith. Are you fully devout to this cause?”
“Yes!” they both answered eagerly. They so wanted to please this man.
“You need to clear your mind of any other thoughts besides those that benefit you in fulfilling your mission. Are there any other thoughts distracting your energies?”
They paused. After a moment, James mumbled a no. Seth said nothing.
“That doesn’t sound very convincing. Boys, we’re all supposed to be open and honest with each other here. I’m here now to be a teacher and a mentor to you both, but this can only happen if you’re willing to tell me the truth and to open up to me. You have to trust me, boys. Seth, what have you been thinking about besides your mission?”
Seth turned bright red. James was just happy the heat was off of him for a moment.
“Out with it, son. What are you thinking about?” said Victor forcefully.
“Sex!” blurted out Seth, and then on his face was instant regret.
The President paused. Seth looked mortified. James was shocked.
“I see,” said the President after a long silence; but he didn’t seem upset, more intrigued. “That’s perfectly natural for a boy your age to have thoughts like that. And you know as well as I do that we Mormons don’t think it’s wrong for you to have sexual urges towards women… or other men.”
James thought it was strange that the President specified the ‘other men’ thing.
He continued, “The only thing that’s sinful is if you act upon those thoughts.”
Seth was staring at the floor, too embarrassed to meet the man’s eyes.
“Elder Ashford,” Victor continued, “I want you desperately to focus on your mission, and so I want to create a kind of ‘safe space’ for you to be able to express your urges so that you can get them out of your system. Stand up, Elder.”
Seth looked up from the ground to meet the President’s fiery eyes. The man seemed resolved, so Seth obeyed his command. Victor grabbed a solid wooden ruler off his desk and started smacking it into his own hand, implying that he was serious.
“Now drop your pants.” said the President, while looking at the young missionary intensely.
Seth gulped and did how he was told, dropping his pants to the floor. Victor was clearly enjoying making him squirm like this. He looked at Seth deliciously, like a juicy steak.
“Now the underwear.” commanded the President. Seth protested with his eyes.
“It’s as God commands.”
Seth dropped his underwear around his knees, exposing a half-chub. His face was red and he was breathing hard as he was standing there, exposed to his mission companion and leader. James had seen Seth’s cock before, almost every night when he thought James was asleep. But this was the first time Seth knew he was looking at it. James found himself squirming around in his seat by how hot he found this scenario, all while staring at Seth’s humiliation. Seth’s cock was twitching.
“Now touch yourself.” said the President.
Seth didn’t move.
Victor slapped the ruler down hard on the desk, making both boys jump.
“Do it now, Elder! You need to rid yourself of these impure urges, and I need to make sure you’re doing it right.”
Seth looked down and his hand found his dick. He winced as he started stroking himself.
“Lift up your shirt! I have to see everything.”
Seth did as he was told, starting to get visibly very aroused by what was happening. James could feel his pants tighten as he started to get hard as well. He didn’t dare move besides to lick his lips, for fear that Victor would expose him like this too. Seth stroked himself up and down slowly.
“I can see that you do this often.” said Victor, staring hungrily at Seth’s penis. “Boys like you are supposed to stay pure and leave sex until marriage. You, Elder, are a dirty, disgusting, filthy boy.”
He said each insult with relish. Seth whimpered.
“Now stop!”
Seth stopped stroking himself, coming back from the sexual daze he was in. He was still painfully hard, so very close to cumming. The President stood up and walked over beside the panting boy.
“You need to learn obedience. When I tell you to do something, you will always reply to me with ‘Yes, Mister President’. Understood?”
“Yes.” whispered Seth.
Victor smacked him hard on the ass with his ruler, making Seth yelp. “What was that?”
“Yes, Mister President.” he shakily replied.
“That’s better. Now bend over across the desk.”
Seth whimpered and did what he was told, his erection pressing into the side of the mahogany desk. The President flipped the boy’s shirt up over his shoulders to expose his perky ass and muscular back.
“You!” Smack. “Will!” Smack. “Learn!” Smack “Obedience!” Smack. Every word was punctured by a spank on Seth’s ass with the ruler until it turned bright red.
“Yes, Mister President!” he cried out in pleasure and pain.
James didn’t know what to do at that moment but he was so turned on by the scene that he started rubbing himself through his pants. Victor took his focus off Seth for a second and looked over at James who was lustily watching them. James couldn’t pull his hand away quick enough.
“Are you having impure thoughts too, boy?” said the President.
“Uhh, no I was just, uhh…” stammered James.
“You sluttly little Elders can’t keep your hands off your dicks, so I’m going to fix this for you. Elder Ashford, if you fucking move from that position I’ll whip your pretty ass again. Spread your cheeks apart for me.”
The whimpering Elder obeyed while the President quickly grabbed some rope out of one of his desk drawers, James was starting to think this wasn’t the President’s first time doing this kind of thing.
“Put your hands behind your back, Elder Bradley!” commanded the President, and he quickly tied James’ hands behind his back and then to the wooden chair he was sitting on. The man had definitely done this before. In one quick motion Victor unbuckled James’ belt and ripped off the boy’s pants and underwear, exposing the teenager’s massive hard-on.