In the dimly lit sanctuary, innocent altar boy Grant arrives to ‘help’ Reverend Snow with the altar setup, his heart pounding with a mix of suspicion and lingering guilt from their secret encounters. But when he spots Reverend Spencer waiting alongside, Grant’s confusion evaporates—especially once Snow pulls him close, his strong hands roaming possessively over the boy’s body, whispering promises of forbidden pleasure that make Grant’s resistance crumble. Sandwiched between the two handsome, lust-driven priests, Grant’s body betrays him, his growing hunger matching theirs. They swiftly strip away his vestments, laying him bare and spread-eagled on the sacred altar like an offering. Reverend Snow claims Grant’s mouth first, feeding him inch by throbbing inch, while Spencer positions himself behind, teasing and probing the boy’s entrance with eager fingers. Soon, both men take turns ravaging him from every angle—thrusting deep into his eager throat and loosening his once-tight hole with relentless passion. The priests’ perverse desires peak as they breed Grant thoroughly, filling him from both ends in a symphony of moans and slick, rhythmic pounding. Grant, lost in ecstasy, surrenders completely, his sexual inhibitions shattered by the overwhelming bliss of being used by the two powerful men who know exactly how to worship his young body.
Catholic Boys
Sacred Altar Boy Training: Altar Boy Grant Vol. 1
In the dimly lit sanctuary, innocent altar boy Grant arrives to ‘help’ Reverend Snow with the altar setup, his heart pounding with a mix of suspicion and lingering guilt from their secret encounters. But when he spots Reverend Spencer waiting alongside, Grant’s confusion evaporates—especially once Snow pulls him close, his strong hands roaming possessively over the boy’s body, whispering promises of forbidden pleasure that make Grant’s resistance crumble. Sandwiched between the two handsome, lust-driven priests, Grant’s body betrays him, his growing hunger matching theirs. They swiftly strip away his vestments, laying him bare and spread-eagled on the sacred altar like an offering. Reverend Snow claims Grant’s mouth first, feeding him inch by throbbing inch, while Spencer positions himself behind, teasing and probing the boy’s entrance with eager fingers. Soon, both men take turns ravaging him from every angle—thrusting deep into his eager throat and loosening his once-tight hole with relentless passion. The priests’ perverse desires peak as they breed Grant thoroughly, filling him from both ends in a symphony of moans and slick, rhythmic pounding. Grant, lost in ecstasy, surrenders completely, his sexual inhibitions shattered by the overwhelming bliss of being used by the two powerful men who know exactly how to worship his young body.