Israel Angel Vol.1: Baptism 1080p
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I have to admit my motives were mingled when I left my ’s Buckhead church to found Fruits of Life Cogic. Of course my ’s motives aren’t pure, either. I don’t know how much my knows, how much she denies, or how much she ignores, but my step-dad is a uber-sexy man. A Lady’s Man, I think they used to call it. All I know is those Church Dolls flock to him like bees to babe and he never denies a opportunity to taste the wad of any flower that spreads for him. What can I say? Ever since Adam gobbled that apple, fellows have been born with desires. Heavy unquestionable desires. If my desires turn in a different direction, well God created me, too. I never asked for my prick to get bigger firm and my sack to pain at the sight of a boy’s well formed ass. No, I didn't, that's God's fault. I could say, “Lord help me, but I do enjoy a fine looking youthfull man,” except he hasn't. I used to perceive guilty about it. I pleaded and I pleaded and it did no excellent at all. It’s not honest that a fine upstanding pastor like myself should live his life in torture. No more than my should be tortured by all of the succulent smelling, all too willing, church Dolls flocking around him. Now I will say that I do have to attempt a lil' harder. These dudes don’t actually come begging for my holy rod, but that’s only because evil fellows have crammed their minds with guilt and judgement. After those youthfull fellows have had a taste of my succulent nectar, they don’t exactly run away. Israel is such a fine youthfull man, in every way. A heavenly creation if there ever was one, and pure and innocent. He’ll lose that eventually. That’s why it’s significant to make the most of it now. He’s exactly the kind of dude I founded this church to reach out to. A super-cute youthfull stud in a bad part of town, that could so lightly be corrupted if we hadn’t brought him into the folds of the church where he can be protected and hoisted right. Yesterday was his baptism. I know Deacon Johnsyn loves to invent Israel as his own private project and I wont fight him over it. There are enough dudes to go around, but Baptism is one ritual that only a pastor can conduct. The Lord has placed the holy power of salvation in my hands, my bounty to bestow on his behalf. That is a bounty that comes with privileges and I took utter advantage of them. In some congregations the penitent is baptized in a white robe, but ours are performed completely nude, in the raiment God provided. When we came back to my office, I asked Israel to take off the towel he had modestly trussed around his waist. He is still so terrifically shy, but he obeyed. He learns quick who his master and shepherd is. Every single time I sight at him, my breath catches in my throat. Praise the Lord! Every. single. time.
I have to admit my motives were mingled when I left my ’s Buckhead church to found Fruits of Life Cogic. Of course my ’s motives aren’t pure, either. I don’t know how much my knows, how much she denies, or how much she ignores, but my step-dad is a uber-sexy man. A Lady’s Man, I think they used to call it. All I know is those Church Dolls flock to him like bees to babe and he never denies a opportunity to taste the wad of any flower that spreads for him. What can I say? Ever since Adam gobbled that apple, fellows have been born with desires. Heavy unquestionable desires. If my desires turn in a different direction, well God created me, too. I never asked for my prick to get bigger firm and my sack to pain at the sight of a boy’s well formed ass. No, I didn't, that's God's fault. I could say, “Lord help me, but I do enjoy a fine looking youthfull man,” except he hasn't. I used to perceive guilty about it. I pleaded and I pleaded and it did no excellent at all. It’s not honest that a fine upstanding pastor like myself should live his life in torture. No more than my should be tortured by all of the succulent smelling, all too willing, church Dolls flocking around him. Now I will say that I do have to attempt a lil' harder. These dudes don’t actually come begging for my holy rod, but that’s only because evil fellows have crammed their minds with guilt and judgement. After those youthfull fellows have had a taste of my succulent nectar, they don’t exactly run away. Israel is such a fine youthfull man, in every way. A heavenly creation if there ever was one, and pure and innocent. He’ll lose that eventually. That’s why it’s significant to make the most of it now. He’s exactly the kind of dude I founded this church to reach out to. A super-cute youthfull stud in a bad part of town, that could so lightly be corrupted if we hadn’t brought him into the folds of the church where he can be protected and hoisted right. Yesterday was his baptism. I know Deacon Johnsyn loves to invent Israel as his own private project and I wont fight him over it. There are enough dudes to go around, but Baptism is one ritual that only a pastor can conduct. The Lord has placed the holy power of salvation in my hands, my bounty to bestow on his behalf. That is a bounty that comes with privileges and I took utter advantage of them. In some congregations the penitent is baptized in a white robe, but ours are performed completely nude, in the raiment God provided. When we came back to my office, I asked Israel to take off the towel he had modestly trussed around his waist. He is still so terrifically shy, but he obeyed. He learns quick who his master and shepherd is. Every single time I sight at him, my breath catches in my throat. Praise the Lord! Every. single. time.
Added: 2025-08-11 • Views: 6 • Duration: 20:49
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