Two Mormon Elders find what risky sex can lead to...Burdizzo by some cowpoke Ranch Hands.
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A MORMON MISSIONARY'S JOURNEY One day Elder Wayne and I was doing outreach missionary work at a few ranches out in the Wyoming Territory. Both my companion and myself was feeling the heat of the day and thoughts about having sex and women were out even supposed to enter our virgin minds. Abstinence from all sexual thoughts, behaviors was an absolute given fact from our Mission President, even self gratification known as (Masturbation) was lectured about on the mission. It came all about that I had a fondness for my companion, Elder Wayne I knew very well at my dreams at night. After our first stop teaching a couple I commented to my fellow Elder how Horney for girls and sex I was. Elder Wayne put his hand on my leg and said to me "In all good Time Elder"! My bone in my temple garments started to rise and a small tent was forming. We waited to depart from our second appointment out in the prairie leaving a ranch where the cowboys were branding and castrating calves at. We parked the car out by some brush off the main road and Elder Wayne shoved his dick in my face and I went to it like a Navy Sailor would in the Pacific Fleet! After a few strokes on my companion's tool, he shoved my temple garments down as well as my slacks and made me stand up against the car as he lubed his tool with some Vaseline he had in the car. He shoved pecker in my tight Mormon boy's ass and it felt like heaven was all around me in sure pleasure. Elder Wayne had told me while pumping me hard and long that he had the hots for me. Every night he would lie awake looking at my ass in my temple garments wondering if I would ever see fit to give him a peace he so rightly sought. My companion shot his Mormon juice up my arse and I almost fell to my knees from all the pleasure of excitement. We were startled all of sudden by four cowpokes ridding their horses on the prairie. "What do we have here" said one of them ranch hands, "well..well..it looks as we have some queers to make steers, don't you say fella's"? My companion and I looked at each other with awe, we thought silently to ourselves "Yikes", as we were roped and ready to be fixed for sure life by these redneck cowboys BURDIZZO clamp We tried to struggle but to no avail, the burdizzo was in plain site as the remarks were made to steer us just like them calves they did prior earlier in the day. "You won't be needing these here nads for Mormon procreation" one hand stated, No Sir, There are no Queer Mormons in this part of the woods and their are not gonna bee any either! A rag was stuff into our mouths, I was done first as the Ranch hand felt around my left nut trying to locate my cords and before you knew it I was clamped and I screamed "Holy Shit"! Soon my right nut was clamped and it was the fate of my fellow Elder's turn to receive the same punishment. Elder Wayne started to cry and I tried to comfort my companion as best as I could. I looked into his eyes and him we were now "Eunuchs For Christ". When the cowboys were done having their way with their Mormon boys, they untied us and departed back to her bunkhouse back at the ranch. My companion and I just held one another and expressed our love and devotion we would stick together no matter what. Elder Wayne and I soon got back to our apartment and we cuddled one another on the bed wondering how next we would explain our new status to our Mission President. We pondered what life would be like being a Mormon Eunuch!