Part 2

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St. Simon Dott didn't know where he had lost himself. Maybe it was that first cock sucking. Maybe it was Padre Everett Fontane's bare justifications of how society had changed but vows of celibacy hadn't and the spread between were ripe with license for priests of Pristine Valley to be fellated by a few well-chosen dickhead.

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

It was those wickedness of the city twelvemonth ago that had defrocked Dott, yet after two weeks in the Valley, 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 appearance seemed in order and that only slight graying could be seen in his haircloth.

His counseling designation for 1pm was still ten minutes away, but the Perlins were usually early, a matter that pleased him because their son was a practiced bastard and Dott was eager to feel that ardent, necessitous, and longlasting mouth.

He still wasn't convinced of Fontane's philosophical system, but he was convinced that getting his dick sucked often was worth giving the place more time.

A whack on his office door was followed by the show of Jenni Hale, the pert and lilliputian receptionist that he shared with Fontane.

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

Dott nodded."Yes, and just charge the Perlin's to my spot. You don't have to declare them."

The lady friend laughed."My, don't you seem queasy ?"

"It's counseling, Jenni."

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

"It's not like that."

"wellspring, I'm gladiolus they do it because I don't want those nasty things in my mouth."

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

The Perlin boy was a little older than the others but then, the age he wanted most was not an age he would ever intromit. 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 avail them.

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

"You mean he's not into cocksuckers ?"

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

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

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

In second base, the boy's eager mouth surrounded his stiff shaft. The feeling was like mouthpussy and in a short while, Dott began to press his shaft to the boy's throat. After the boy gagged a few sentence, he was able-bodied to get his shaft right where he liked it most.

It was so curious. So odd. He was a non-Christian priest, in a church service, and he had his prick down a Whitney Young parishioner's throat with the full blessing of the chief priest and the boy's parents.

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

He went a piffling faster but had to slow up because the boy gagged often. He continued for nearly a 30 minutes before he felt his osseous tissue stiffening and the exhilarating sentiency bringing him close to orgasm. He was beyond caring about what the cocksucker or his parents wanted. Father Herb Simon Dott wanted to get his nuts off and he had a poove on his knees taking dick and….Yessssss !

He thrust firmly and deep and released a mega-dose of sperm. He thrust again and again and again and with each thrust, he pumped rich, priestly cream into the profundity of the cocksucker.

When he was finished, he pulled his dick from the boy, patted him on the caput, and told him to wait in the antechamber for his parents. He supposed he should find guilty 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 Marvin Neil Simon,"the previous priest said."I had a phone shout from a lady. Says her son been having extraordinary thinking and they ain't our organized religion but she wants him to do a confessional. So, you and me are going to hear them out."

"Both of us ?"

"Sorta. You'll be there to see how it's done but you don't make a sound so they won't know. If they're as needy as they sound, then I wana pee-pee sure we get the boy in ... into ‘ counsel ’, 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 verbalise there was a one-way glass.

In clock time, they heard the opposite door of the booth squeak and father Fontane put his digit before his sassing as if to say"still ”.

"Are you there, forefather ?"came the meek spokesperson of a woman.

"Yes, my girl,"Fontane said."You can verbalize freely."

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

"Very well. He may speak."

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

"Okay. Tell me how he has sinned."

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

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

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

"Yes fille, confessions are confidential."

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

"Ah. Well, we hear a lot of that here. Please order me what sort of lusty thoughts 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 rooster was beginning to stiffen again.

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

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

"modification him ? Not likely."

"Then how are you successful ?"

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

He heard the charwoman open up the door and Call to her son. don Fontane stood quietly and motioned for Dott to peer with him through the upper one-way glass. When they did, they saw that the two visitor looked as frail and meek as they sounded.

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

"Son, it's not strange for male child to have those lustful opinion. Heard it all before. You can talk about it here, but not away from here. Do you translate ?"

"Yes,"a soft voice responded.

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

"Y ... Yes."

"And she says you been having fantasies about performing oral examination sex on men."

Again, the boy replied with a voiced"Yes"

Herb Simon Dott was astounded by Fontane's side by side question.

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

"What sort of question is that coming from a priest ?"the mother 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 boys fantasize about performing oral sex on men but when they actually see a penis, some get scared and realize it isn't for them. Now son, you ever seen a man's phallus ?"

"Only ... Only in magazines."

"wellspring, you haven't seen anything til you see a very one."

The charwoman asked,"So you're saying I should find a man to disclose himself to my son ?"

"If you think that's estimable but you'd be riskin'confidentiality and once they find out you need that, a lot of them will coerce 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 audio of rustle was followed by the boy's representative."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 central of rustle, the female parent sighed and said,"okey Father. If you think it's best, then okay."

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

Dott had fantasized about such affair in his old age of confessionals but he never thought he would actually witness it. The darkness of seeing it was plenty to make him shiver.

It had effect on Fontane as well because the old man's cock was hard. The older priest lifted the lattice and rotated it upward to give the gap between them. He stepped to the gap and pushed his erecting through it. The flock of the man standing against the bulwark was as lewd as Dott would expect at a nimbus hollow.

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

"He wants to live 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 minutes, Fontane jerked his hips back and said,"Okay. Enough."

As he sat down, he flashed a smile at Dott that was one of foggy 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 female parent 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 full point. The question is whether or not he will do it in a safe place and with a prophylactic and decent man."

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

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

"Like what ?"

Fontane stood and pulled out his hard-on and put it through the opening.

"Touch it again, son."

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

"You can't be severe !"the cleaning lady yelped.

"You want proof 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 daughter, until you come to condition with matter and you accept the watchword ‘ son of a bitch ’, you won't supporter him much. We're in private and it's just between us. Just a little suction ... to prove it one way or the other."

"I want to,"the boy said.

"Devin, he's a priest !"the female parent protested."You want to draw on the stopcock of a priest in a confessional booth ? You want to go a cocksucker in church service ? This is mad !"

"What better situation could you want ?"

After various second, the adult female sighed,"Okay."And after a break, she repeated,"Okay."

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

He didn't have to expect long. He felt soft sass and warm up intimation and then the moist heat of the boy's mouth as it slowly encompassed his rock-hard dick. He wanted to cream the boy's tonsils right then and there but what kind of advocate would he be if he selfishly jizzed the boy instead of letting him slide his mouth on it until he knew if it was indeed what he wanted ?

"enough !"the woman said as the back talk abruptly left his cock."I'm so confused rightfield now."

"My daughter, I have an companion you can meet with in his office and he is very safe at helping people sort things out. We got a backlog of kinsperson wantin'us to counsel their boys, but maybe we can make room for yours, if he qualifies, that is. While you talk to Father Dott, I will talk to your boy in my government agency, and see if we should get him into counseling."

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

"And don't concern, you have my word we will only peach. In fact, my office young lady will be with us."

After more than voicelessness, the woman agreed and all three stepped out of the stall and greeted one another. The womanhood and the boy had thick, shaggy, brown hair and were little than Fontane had expected. She said her name was Naomi.

He led them to Dott's federal agency and introduced them.

"admit me forty-five minutes to lecture to the boy. So don Dott, bring them to my billet at 3pm."

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

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

"Well, I suppose that's it in a nutshell, but it's like what male parent Fontane said : What better situation could you discover ?"

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

Devin's boldness brightened and he said he wanted that.

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

"agenda ?"

"Yes. Counseling schedule."

He turned to Jenni."Miss George Ellery Hale, would you go to your desk and check out the schedule and see what's available ? Do a printout. You don't have to hurry but bring 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 mama's all in on counseling, then you can come in once or twice a calendar week and talk. And, you know, if you want, I'm sure we could find a way for you to draw dick 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 chair and came nigh and with a devilish smiled said,"I won't tell if you don't. Devin went to his stifle and looked up."Pleeeease. No one will know."The boy lurched forward and buried his face in the priest's trouser.

break his promise to Naomi was a sin, but letting this cocksucker leave without sucking was dangerous and even more of a sin. He hated to go back on his Logos, but there was no way Father Fontane could endure with himself if he let the desperate boy leave without letting him suck.

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

Fontane ran his digit through the boy's midst hair and told Devin he was a good cocksucker. For quite some time, he stood and just let the son of a bitch enjoy his hard-on.

As he felt himself approaching orgasm, he imagined that other priests would have asked first before cumming in a first-time motherfucker 's mouth. Yes, those priests would consider themselves more honorable. But, Fatherhood Everett Fontane counted himself as a priest with a high Enlightenment. He knew that bastard would go away unfulfilled if you didn't break them a taste of jizz and that would only increase the risk for this boy. The honourable thing wasn't to chance asking and getting a"no"answer. The good affair was to just do it.

In his view, had no choice. None ! If he was going to help Devin, then he was damned-required to blunder out in the boy's mouth.

And so, at 2:51pm in his Christian church office, don Fontane did the most-honorable thing.

The boy choked on the sudden eructation and his head jerked back as he coughed. He sputtered and his eyes seemed watery. Yet, when forefather Fontane told Devin that the upright thing for him to do was to live with, the boy nodded and began to slowly swallow the priest's semen.

Fontane held some lingering guilt for cumming unannounced in Devin's backtalk, but he redeemed those feelings by handing the boy several tissues.

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

Fontane said,"My daughter, I gave my Holy Scripture I would do the skilful thing for your boy and that I had no aim of putting my cock in his oral fissure. Miss Nathan Hale was here and she'll William Tell you she saw nothin'like that."

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

"You see miss,"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 true that he done the best matter 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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