Part 2

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Neil Simon Dott didn't know where he had lost himself. Maybe it was that first blowjob. Maybe it was Father Everett Fontane's bare justifications of how society had changed but vows of sexual abstention hadn't and the gaps between were ripe with permissions for priest of Pristine vale to be fellated by a few well-chosen cocksuckers.

"It's a table service,"old man Fontane had said."Keep them boys away from the Sin of the city."

It was those hell of the city age ago that had defrocked Dott, yet after two hebdomad in the vale, he had been re-ordained as a counseling priest and been blown many times.

He studied himself in the mirror of his office and was pleased that his coming into court seemed in gild and that only slim graying could be seen in his whisker.

His counseling assignment for 1pm was still ten mo away, but the Perlins were usually early, a matter that pleased him because their son was a good bastard and Dott was bore to feel that warm, needy, and longlasting mouth.

He still wasn't convinced of Fontane's school of thought, but he was convinced that getting his tool sucked often was worth giving the post more time.

A smash on his business office door was followed by the appearance of Jenni Edward Everett Hale, the pert and diminutive receptionist that he shared with Fontane.

"The Perlins called and said they will be here in about five minutes. forefather Fontane said when you're done to come see him."

Dott nodded."Yes, and just send off the Perlin's to my berth. You don't have to herald them."

The miss laughed."My, don't you seem anxious ?"

"It's counseling, Jenni."

"Sure it is, Father Dott. I know what counseling is. I just don't know how you can do it so much."

"It's not ilk that."

"Well, I'm glad they do it because I don't want those tight things in my mouth."

She left and he murmured to himself,"I knew it. All that pouty footling lip and she has no idea how to use it. What a waste of well lipstick."

The Perlin boy was a little elder than the others but then, the age he wanted most was not an age he would ever hold. Perlin was also a deep-throat which made him a cast-off from Fontane who preferred"mouth bois ”.

The Perlins entered and the parents thanked Dott for taking his time to help them.

"We were getting dire,"the mother said."so desperate that Roland and I were talking about ... you know ... maybe trying to do it at home -- -like, let him suck my husband but he isn't into that sort of thing."

"You mean he's not into cocksuckers ?"

"No ... more like ... the incest thing. We know incest happens in Pristine Valley but Father Fontane is against it."

As soon as they were gone, the boy was on his knees with a big smile. Dott stood before the olive-skinned boy and slowly revealed his rooster.

"Go ahead boy. Suck on it for awhile."

In arcsecond, the boy's eagre lip surrounded his stiff scape. The flavour was like mouthpussy and in a curtly while, Dott began to push his shaft to the boy's throat. After the boy gagged a few time, he was able-bodied to get his gumshoe right where he liked it most.

It was so thwart. So odd. He was a priest, in a church service, and he had his dick down a young parishioner's pharynx with the full moon boon of the principal priest and the boy's parents.

He held the boy's head and began to mildly thrust. In metre, he went faster. If they wanted the boy fucked, then he was just the man to do it.

He went a small faster but had to slow because the boy gagged often. He continued for nearly a half-hour before he felt his osseous tissue stiffening and the elating ace bringing him close to orgasm. He was beyond caring about what the prick or his parents wanted. begetter Simon Zelotes Dott wanted to get his nuts off and he had a queer on his knees taking cock and….Yessssss !

He thrust strong and deep and released a mega-dose of sperm. He thrust again and again and again and with each poking, he pumped fat, priestly cream into the depths of the cocksucker.

When he was finished, he pulled his dick from the boy, patted him on the forefront, and told him to wait in the lobby for his parents. He supposed he should feel shamed for using the boy's mouth and leaving so abruptly but he had done the job everyone expected so there shouldn't be complaints.

He made his way to Fontane's office.

"Sit down Simon,"the onetime priest said."I had a phone call from a lady. Says her son been having sinful thoughts and they ain't our religious belief but she wants him to do a confessional. So, you and me are going to learn them out."

"Both of us ?"

"Sorta. You'll be there to see how it's done but you don't make a audio so they won't know. If they're as needy as they sound, then I wana score sure we get the boy in ... into ‘ counselling ’, heh-heh."

He led Dott to a confessional booth that was like others he'd seen except that above a latticed opening for penitents to mouth there was a one-way glass.

In metre, they heard the opposite door of the booth squeak and Father Fontane put his finger's breadth before his rim as if to say"hush ”.

"Are you there, Father ?"came the meek voice of a woman.

"Yes, my daughter,"Fontane said."You can address freely."

"This is difficult and new to me, but male parent, my son has sinned and needs to confess."

"Very well. He may speak."

"He's not with me just now. He is nervous and shy and I want to blab with you before he joins us."

"okay. separate me how he has sinned."

"He ... He's been having ... He's been having lustful thoughts."

"I see. What kind of thoughts, my girl ?"

"About -- -"She stopped and sighed."Father of the Church, this must all be confidential."

"Yes miss, confessions are confidential."

"My son ... he's ... he's been having lustful persuasion ... about ... men."

"Ah. wellspring, we hear a lot of that here. Please tell me what form of lustful cerebration he's been having."

After some silence, the woman spoke."He ... He's been fantasizing about performing oral exam sex on men."

Dott had just fucked a cocksucker's throat less than an hour before yet, just sitting and listening, his stopcock was beginning to stiffen again.

"Well, there are many boys like that,"Fontane said,"so you needn't be alarmed. We got more of them than early dioceses because we been successful helping them."

"But, what do I do ? Can you change him ?"

"Change him ? Not likely."

"Then how are you successful ?"

"Every boy is unlike so can't really say without hearing from him. Can you call him in ?"

He heard the woman open the door and outcry to her son. Father Fontane stood quietly and motioned for Dott to peer with him through the upper one-way glassful. When they did, they saw that the two visitors looked as frail and meek as they sounded.

Fontane told the woman to discuss with her son what they had talked about and, after some whispering, she said she had done so.

"Son, it's not unusual for boy to throw those lustful thoughts. Heard it all before. You can utter about it here, but not away from here. Do you understand ?"

"Yes,"a piano voice responded.

"Now son, your female parent said you been having salacious idea about men. Is that true ?"

"Y ... Yes."

"And she says you been having illusion about performing oral exam sex on men."

Again, the boy replied with a delicate"Yes"

Simon Dott was astounded by Fontane's adjacent question.

"Son, you ever seen a man's penis ?"

"What kind of question is that coming from a priest ?"the female parent protested.

Fontane chuckled."My girl, we don't do things like the others. That's why so many bring their boys to us. We won't get nowhere if we don't talk directly about it."

When she didn't respond, he continued."Lotsa son fantasize about performing oral sex on men but when they actually see a phallus, some get frightened and realize it isn't for them. Now son, you ever seen a man's penis ?"

"Only ... Only in magazines."

"Well, you haven't seen anything til you see a rattling one."

The cleaning woman asked,"So you're saying I should find a man to expose himself to my son ?"

"If you think that's best but you'd be riskin'confidentiality and once they find out you need that, a lot of them will force you to put their dicks in your boy's mouth."

"Then, what can I do ?"

"Since this is all confidential and if you want, I could expose myself to your son."

"W ... What ? You're a priest."

"Like I said, we do things different."

The auditory sensation of whisper was followed by the boy's articulation."I ... I want to."

"Shhhh !"the mother responded.

"Best way I know for him to tell if he's a cocksuc -- -into performing oral sex."

After an telephone exchange of rustle, the mother sighed and said,"Okay Church Father. If you think it's best, then okay."

The sixty-something non-Christian priest stood and unzipped his disgraceful pants.

Dott had fantasized about such things in his long time of confessionals but he never thought he would actually witness it. The shabbiness of seeing it was enough to make him shiver.

It had force on Fontane as well because the old man's rooster was hard. The one-time priest lifted the lattice and rotated it upward to open the gap between them. He stepped to the gap and pushed his erection through it. The visual sense of the man standing against the wall was as obscene as Dott would gestate at a glory hole.

He heard a pant followed by rustle and some rustling and after some time, he heard the female parent's voice..

"He wants to know if ... if he ... if he can impact it."

"Yes my daughter. Your boy can touch my penis."

Dott saw the Father Fontane's knees weaken and could nearly feel what the man was feeling.

After several min, Fontane jerked his pelvic girdle back and said,"okay. Enough."

As he sat down, he flashed a grinning at Dott that was one of dazed lechery.

"Now ... Now miss, severalise me about your son's reaction."

"He ... I ... I don't know."

"I liked it,"the boy said.

"Ahhh…,"Father Fontane drawled."I mean ... because that tells us a lot."

"What does it tell us ?"the mother asked.

"Well, he didn't back away and he even touched it and that tells me that your son is a cocksuc -- -is a boy who will do more at some point. The question is whether or not he will do it in a safe berth and with a dependable and becoming man."

"Just from that you're sure he'll do more ?"

"Yes my girl. But, if you want more grounds, there's more we can do."

"Like what ?"

Fontane stood and pulled out his erecting and put it through the opening.

"Touch it again, son."

The man's dead body quivered as before and he asked."Do you ... Do you desire to suck on it, boy ?"

"You can't be good !"the woman yelped.

"You want cogent evidence don't you ?"

"But ... you're a non-Christian priest ! And my son is not a c ... He's never done anything like that !"

"My girl, until you come to price with things and you accept the word ‘ cocksucker ’, you won't help him much. We're in private and it's just between us. Just a lilliputian suck ... to prove it one way or the other."

"I want to,"the boy said.

"Devin, he's a priest !"the mother protested."You want to suck on the cock of a priest in a confessional kiosk ? You want to suit a bastard in Christian church ? This is insane !"

"What just berth could you want ?"

After several seconds, the adult female sighed,"Okay."And after a pause, she repeated,"Okay."

"Now son, only do it if you want to do it."

He didn't have to wait long. He felt delicate lip and warm breath and then the moist heat of the boy's mouth as it slowly encompassed his rock-hard cock. He wanted to cream the boy's tonsil right then and there but what kind of pleader would he be if he selfishly jizzed the boy instead of letting him slide his rima oris on it until he knew if it was indeed what he wanted ?

"enough !"the woman said as the mouth abruptly left his cock."I'm so put off right now."

"My daughter, I have an comrade you can adjoin with in his spot and he is very good at helping citizenry sort things out. We got a backlog of families wantin'us to counsel their male child, but maybe we can urinate way for yours, if he qualifies, that is. While you talk to Father Dott, I will talk to your boy in my office, and see if we should get him into counseling."

He whispered for Dott to leave silently and go to his function and wait.

"And don't worry, you have my word we will only mouth. In fact, my billet girl will be with us."

After more than rustling, the char agreed and all three stepped out of the John Wilkes Booth and greeted one another. The woman and the boy had thick, shaggy, Robert Brown hair and were curt than Fontane had expected. She said her name was Naomi.

He led them to Dott's office and introduced them.

"subscribe to me xlv minute to talk to the boy. So Father-God Dott, bring them to my office at 3pm."

Dott patiently explained parts of the doctrine of the diocese to the woman and answered all of her questions. She calmed and seemed to be accepting things.

"So, you're priests who help boys by letting them suck your cocks."

"Well, I suppose that's it in a nutshell, but it's like what Father Fontane said : What safe place could you find ?"

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Fontane instructed Jenni to come with him and Devin to his business office. He explained to the boy how he might become one of the favourable ones to be approved for counseling.

Devin's facial expression brightened and he said he wanted that.

"I'm not sayin'we're going to put you on the schedule. Got ta have your mum's blessing for that."

"Schedule ?"

"Yes. Counseling schedule."

He turned to Jenni."Miss Hale, would you go to your desk and check out the agenda and see what's useable ? Do a printout. You don't have to rush but add it to me five minutes before three."

As he admired her pert butt on the way out, he turned back to the boy,"Yes Devin, if your mamma's all in on counseling, then you can get in once or twice a week and talk. And, you know, if you want, I'm sure we could find a way for you to fellate hawkshaw each time."

"Oh I want !"the boy exclaimed."I want to rectify now !"

Fontane chuckled,"Well not now. I promised your mother we wouldn't do anything like that."

The boy left his chairperson and came close and with a devilish smiled said,"I won't William Tell if you don't. Devin went to his knee joint and looked up."Pleeeease. No one will know."The boy lurched forward and buried his face in the non-Christian priest's pants.

breaking his promise to Naomi was a sin, but letting this shit leave without sucking was grievous and even more of a sin. He hated to go back on his word, but there was no way Father Fontane could exist with himself if he let the desperate boy leave without letting him sop up.

Within seconds, his hard-on was out and Devin's eager mouth was on it. The boy seemed in dreamland as he began to slowly slide his mouth on Father Fontane's erection.

Fontane ran his fingers through the boy's thick hair and told Devin he was a good mother fucker. For quite some fourth dimension, he stood and just let the son of a bitch enjoy his erection.

As he felt himself approaching orgasm, he imagined that other priests would have asked first base before cumming in a first-time cocksucker 's sassing. Yes, those priests would debate themselves more honorable. But, Father Everett Fontane counted himself as a non-Christian priest with a high enlightenment. He knew that cocksuckers would go away unfulfilled if you didn't give way them a mouthful of jizz and that would only increase the risk for this boy. The honorable matter wasn't to risk asking and getting a"no"response. The respectable thing was to just do it.

In his survey, had no pick. None ! If he was going to help Devin, then he was damned-required to blurt out in the boy's back talk.

And so, at 2:51pm in his Christian church berth, Father Fontane did the most-honorable matter.

The boy choked on the sudden volcanic eruption and his head jerked back as he coughed. He sputtered and his eyes seemed watery. Yet, when founding father Fontane told Devin that the dear matter for him to do was to swallow, the boy nodded and began to slowly bury the priest's seed.

Fontane held some lingering guilt for cumming unannounced in Devin's mouth, but he redeemed those spirit by handing the boy respective tissues.

When the others joined them, all was in parliamentary law. Noemi asked her son if Father Fontane had tried anything sexual and the boy adamantly said"no ! ”.

Fontane said,"My daughter, I gave my word I would do the undecomposed affair for your boy and that I had no aim of putting my cock in his mouth. misfire Edward Everett Hale was here and she'll tell you she saw nothin'like that."

Jenni smiled and nodded."I absolutely saw nothing sexual at all."

"You see omit,"Fontane continued,"I didn't do anything like that."

Some might say that Father Everett Fontane lied with what he said, but he certainly had not. After all, it was dependable that he done the best affair for Devin.

And, and it was also true that he indeed had never planned to put his cock in the boy's mouth.

And above all, he hadn't lied to Naomi when he said he had n't done `` anything like"that.

Nope. No way, because indeed, he had done"exactly"that.

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