Father Damien stood before the Archdiocese, his heart pounding with fear and anticipation. The charges against him were grave, but he had no idea what to expect. As he was led to a hidden chamber, the sight before him made his blood run cold. Seven young men, each representing one of the seven deadly sins, were crucified naked, their bodies glistening with sweat and their expressions a mix of pain and desire.

Father Damien was instructed to approach each crucifix, to perform an act of oral copulation, and to swallow the seed of each man. The room was silent except for the occasional moan of the crucified and the soft footsteps of Father Maximilian, a towering figure with a muscular build and a thick, 12-inch cock that was already erect and ready.

Father Damien began with the first young man, his hands trembling as he unbuckled his belt, letting his cassock fall to the floor. He knelt before the crucifix, his lips gently touching the man’s cock, feeling its warmth and hardness. The young man’s breathing quickened, and with a few skillful moves, Father Damien elicited a guttural moan from him as he swallowed his seed.

Moving to the next crucifix, Father Damien repeated the act, his confidence growing with each passing moment. The second, third, and fourth crucified men each submitted to his ministrations, their bodies shivering with pleasure as they released their load, which Father Damien swallowed without hesitation.