Description: Elder Dalton sat on the edge of the white altar bed, more aware of his fidgety knee than usual. His nerves were getting thebetter of him as he patiently waited to meet with Bishop Hart. He knew that today was the fulfillment of his calling, his ordination into the Order, and he couldn’t be more anxious. As he checked the buttons on his sleeves, keeping himself neat and presentable, he couldn’t deny how excited he was. Not only for the ordination into higher priesthood, but to feel Bishop Hart’s hands on his flesh once more. His mind wandered into where he was just a short period ago: a naive, virgin boy just beginning his missionary journey. He’d never even touched his own cock before Bishop Hart stroked it first, igniting his passions fantasies for the first time. Even with his modest experience since, he felt he had so much more to learn and discover…and Hart seemed to hold the map to those exciting feelings.