Deaths and injuries were always hard to cover up and still maintain the covert aspects of the service of some of these men.Even now Elder Hobson rode ...o him to make his report. It would not do to let him go unpunished for his failure, but the man was a trusted Elder, the senior and deadliest of the church's enforcers and, normally, an efficient and effective leader of men.He would make the punishment something quick, but harsh. Something Hobson would know was not just for show. Hobson had to. I have vowed to tell the truth, and the truth shines with its own inner splendor, perfect only when whole. Changing a single thought would corrupt this manuscript. Therefore, I will recount what occurred as well as my poor memory may permit, changing nothing, and letting the reader decide the severity of my faults, which all men have. I am simply the conduit through which the past speaks to the present.I now come to a passage that I wish I could write in a different manner. But I cannot. For. I fondled Eric and went back to the “fake” blowjob, this time on Darren. Because we had undone his pants, I was sucking Darren through just his underwear. But I wanted more. I worked his huge dick out of his boxers and, against all the rules, I took Darren’s monster into my mouth. “Yeah baby, that’s it,” Darren said confidently. “Suck my dick girl.” I moaned and wished I could finish him off right then and there. But the red light came on, and I told the guys to get dressed.“We’ll pick this up. Koen moaned in pleasure as his prepuce was pulled back and forth showing the reddening head of his beautiful boy cock. Precum was oozing out of the pretty cum slit covering Bob's fingers. Bob dropped his head to Koen's groin, opened his mouth and took the hot member into it. Koen gasped and moaned at the wonderful sensation of Bob's warm, wet mouth around his dick. Bob worked his tongue around the swelling, leaking head of Koen's shaft while he moved his head up and down bringing Koen closer.