Dakota Lovell is Thoroughly Anointed by Missionary Boys

Sometimes a Boy Needs Semen in His Ass to Achieve His Full Spiritual Potential.

Missionary Boys is always looking out for the spiritual wellbeing of its, well, missionary boys. In order to promote “Elder Lovell’s Prosperity,” his pale, largely hairless, young, and inexperienced body needs to be further anointed. As a happily fallen Catholic, I have no idea how many times a boy needs to be anointed before it’s official, but it sure seems to be something that needs to happen more than once.

Elder Dakota Lovell has probably never kissed a girl. Or a boy. He’s too nervous! After all, he has his immortal soul to worry about, and kissing just leads to other things, like holding hands and wearing thong underwear. That is not what Heavenly Father has in mind for Dakota. His is to be a long and blessed path filled with abundance and holy goodness. In order for that to happen, he needs to be further anointed by a superior within the church. After all, a Mormon Elder can never be too anointed, and since their church superiors never tire of anointing them, there’s no reason to stop with the anointmenting.

By the power vested in him, Myles Landon gets Dakota out of his white long-sleeve shirt, his white t-shirt, his dark necktie, his black slacks, and eventually, his white boxer underpants. For someone called an “Elder,” he looks like he’s still waiting for the facial and chest hair fairies to visit and leave him their gifts.

Naked and on all fours atop a sheet-covered massage table, Dakota waits for Myles’ blessing. Every part of his body will receive anointment with sacred oils, and when I say “every part,” I mean that quite literally. Myles calls upon whatever divine powers have been bestowed upon him to bless Dakota and help him become a Mormon king or something. He applies holy oils to the boy’s back, legs, feet, testicles, butt cheeks, and asshole. Gotta sanctify that asshole.

Understandably, this process of being touched is both strange and exciting to the youth, who does what any reasonable virgin would do: he starts breathing heavier and looking conflicted. It feels so good to be rimmed by Myles, and when he fondles Dakota’s balls and dick, the boy can’t help but harden and become longer. This is wonderfully illustrated when the camera shoots down Dakota’s body as he kneels with his elongating erection dangling between his legs. By the time Myles’ slacks come off, he’s kissed, tongued, and fingered the holy dickens out of that innocent pale butt. The Lord’s not done working in mysterious ways.

Myles becomes progressively naked, kneels on the table, and then rests his stiff prick between the moaning boy’s cheeks, allowing them to get to know one another a bit before pushing the relationship any deeper. This gradual increase in intimacy is agony and ecstasy to watch because it is so chemistry-rich and yet so frustrating to wait for. By the time Myles lines himself up with Dakota’s asshole and encourages the boy to settle himself down on it, I was ready for it. I don’t know about Dakota, however, since he starts with a slow rocking motion as he gradually opens his sphincters.

And all of this is done through the man’s white holy roller boxer underwear! For some reason, this seems extra taboo and, therefore, within context, extra hot. Dakota obeys when instructed to lie flat with his face downward, although he needs a moment to position his own erection beneath his body first. While that’s happening, Myles finishes the process of removing his boxers to fully reveal his well-toned and muscled body. God is good.

“Ready for more,” he asks rhetorically as he straddles the boy’s hips and returns his cock to its previous warm, saliva-lubed hole. They kiss. “It fits so good,” Dakota responds before trailing off into drunk-on-dick pre-verbal mumbling. This is excellent feedback because the gentle and gradual Myles is ready to ramp up the energy just a bit. He leans forward to kiss Dakota’s back and prepares to projectile anoint the boy's colon with his holiest of holy oils.

“Spectacular” would be an overstatement, but I, as a fallen Catholic, must confess that Myles’ creampie of the hapless Dakota is on my sizzle list. For a moment, the handsome older man loses control of his body and succumbs totally to its needs. He heaves a series of heavy sighs and then, hips crushed against Dakota’s butt cheeks, he breeds the boy like one of the secret wives he may have in a parallel porn series.

What any of this has to do with “Elder Lovell’s Prosperity” is lost on me. I’m sure it has something to do with the holy oil, and that the more I watch Missionary Boys footage, the deeper my understanding of something or other will be. All that matters is that I don’t need to understand in order to enjoy, and this stuff is a guilty pleasure.

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