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

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

It was those sins of the city years ago that had defrocked Dott, yet after two week in the Valley, he had been re-ordained as a guidance priest and been blown many times.

He studied himself in the mirror of his billet and was pleased that his coming into court seemed in order and that only svelte graying could be seen in his hair.

His direction appointment for 1pm was still ten minutes away, but the Perlins were usually early, a affair that pleased him because their son was a safe cocksucker and Dott was bore to feel that warm, needy, and longlasting mouth.

He still wasn't convinced of Fontane's doctrine, but he was convinced that getting his cock sucked often was worth giving the state of affairs more time.

A whang on his part door was followed by the appearance of Jenni Hale, the pert and midget receptionist that he shared with Fontane.

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

Dott nodded."Yes, and just transmit the Perlin's to my post. You don't have to announce them."

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

"It's counselling, 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 like that."

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

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

The Perlin boy was a piffling onetime than the others but then, the age he wanted most was not an age he would ever admit. 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 oneself 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 abode -- -like, let him suck my husband but he isn't into that kind of thing."

"You mean he's not into cocksuckers ?"

"No ... more like ... the incest affair. 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 cock.

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

In seconds, the boy's eager mouth surrounded his remains shaft. The opinion was like mouthpussy and in a short piece, Dott began to push his slam to the boy's throat. After the boy gagged a few time, he was able to get his cock right where he liked it most.

It was so gay. So odd. He was a priest, in a church service, and he had his hawkshaw down a Danton True Young parishioner's pharynx with the replete thanksgiving of the chief priest and the boy's parents.

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

He went a little faster but had to slow up because the boy gagged often. He continued for nearly a half-hour before he felt his bone stiffening and the exhilarate genius bringing him close to orgasm. He was beyond caring about what the cocksucker or his parents wanted. Father Simon the Zealot Dott wanted to get his crank off and he had a queer on his genu taking shaft and….Yessssss !

He thrust surd and deep and released a mega-dose of spermatozoon. He thrust again and again and again and with each drive, he pumped plentiful, priestly cream into the depths of the cocksucker.

When he was finished, he pulled his dick from the boy, patted him on the mind, and told him to look in the anteroom for his parents. He supposed he should sense 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 Simon,"the honest-to-goodness priest said."I had a phone call from a lady. Says her son been having extraordinary thoughts and they ain't our religion but she wants him to do a confessional. So, you and me are going to take heed 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 wee-wee sure we get the boy in ... into ‘ direction ’, 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 speak there was a one-way glass.

In time, they heard the antonym door of the stall squeak and don Fontane put his finger's breadth before his mouth as if to say"hush ”.

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

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

"This is difficult and new to me, but Fatherhood, 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 talk with you before he joins us."

"Okay. tell me how he has sinned."

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

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

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

"Yes miss, confessions are confidential."

"My son ... he's ... he's been having lubricious opinion ... about ... men."

"Ah. fountainhead, we hear a lot of that here. Please order me what form of lustful persuasion he's been having."

After some quiet, the charwoman spoke."He ... He's been fantasizing about performing unwritten sex on men."

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

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

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

"change 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 woman afford the room access and yell to her son. Father Fontane stood quietly and motioned for Dott to peer with him through the upper one-way ice. 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 rustling, she said she had done so.

"Son, it's not strange for male child to suffer those lustful cerebration. try it all before. You can peach about it here, but not away from here. Do you understand ?"

"Yes,"a soft voice responded.

"Now son, your mother said you been having lustful thoughts about men. Is that confessedly ?"

"Y ... Yes."

"And she says you been having illusion about performing viva voce sex on men."

Again, the boy replied with a subdued"Yes"

Simon Dott was astounded by Fontane's future question.

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

"What kind of query 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 talking directly about it."

When she didn't respond, he continued."Lotsa boys fantasize about performing oral examination sex on men but when they actually see a penis, some get dash and pull in 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 real one."

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

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

"Then, what can I do ?"

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

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

"Like I said, we do things different."

The sound of rustle was followed by the boy's voice."I ... I want to."

"Shhhh !"the mother responded.

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

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

The sixty-something priest stood and unzipped his bootleg knickers.

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

It had gist on Fontane as well because the old man's cock was hard. The older non-Christian priest lifted the lattice and rotated it upward to spread the gap between them. He stepped to the gap and pushed his erection through it. The sight of the man standing against the wall was as lewd as Dott would bear at a halo hole.

He heard a gasp followed by whispers and some rustling and after some sentence, he heard the female parent's voice..

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

"Yes my daughter. Your boy can have-to doe with my penis."

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

After several minute, Fontane jerked his hips back and said,"Okay. Enough."

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

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

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

"I liked it,"the boy said.

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

"What does it secernate 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 Thomas More at some point. The inquiry is whether or not he will do it in a prophylactic position and with a safe and decent man."

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

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

"Like what ?"

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

"Touch it again, son."

The man's body quivered as before and he asked."Do you ... Do you want to go down on on it, boy ?"

"You can't be sober !"the cleaning woman yelped.

"You want trial impression 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 price with things and you accept the word ‘ cocksucker ’, you won't help him much. We're in buck private and it's just between us. Just a little sucking ... to bear witness it one way or the other."

"I want to,"the boy said.

"Devin, he's a priest !"the mother protested."You want to suck in on the cock of a priest in a confessional cubicle ? You want to get a son of a bitch in church building ? This is insane !"

"What full situation could you need ?"

After various s, the woman sighed,"Okay."And after a interruption, she repeated,"Okay."

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

He didn't have to look long. He felt soft lips and strong hint and then the moist heating plant of the boy's mouth as it slowly encompassed his rock-hard cock. He wanted to thrash the boy's palatine tonsil right then and there but what kind of pleader would he be if he selfishly jizzed the boy instead of letting him skid his mouthpiece on it until he knew if it was indeed what he wanted ?

"Enough !"the woman said as the mouth abruptly left his turncock."I'm so discombobulate right now."

"My girl, I have an comrade you can meet with in his office and he is very good at helping multitude sort things out. We got a backlog of families wantin'us to guidance their boys, but maybe we can make way for yours, if he qualifies, that is. While you talk to founder Dott, I will blab out to your boy in my bureau, and see if we should get him into counseling."

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

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

After more whispers, the char agreed and all three stepped out of the booth and greeted one another. The fair sex and the boy had thick, shaggy-haired, brown tomentum and were unforesightful than Fontane had expected. She said her name was Naomi.

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

"Take me 45 minutes to let the cat out of the bag to the boy. So Father 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 wet-nurse your cocks."

"Well, I suppose that's it in a nutshell, but it's like what Father Fontane said : What better spot could you incur ?"

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

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

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

"agenda ?"

"Yes. counsel schedule."

He turned to Jenni."fille 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 rush but get 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 mummy's all in on counsel, then you can come in once or twice a hebdomad and lecture. And, you know, if you want, I'm sure we could find a way for you to suck tool each time."

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

Fontane chuckled,"well not now. I promised your female parent we wouldn't do anything like that."

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

breaking his promise to Noemi 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 word, but there was no way Father-God Fontane could live with himself if he let the desperate boy leave without letting him suck.

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

Fontane ran his digit through the boy's thick hair and told Devin he was a goodness son of a bitch. For quite some prison term, he stood and just let the cocksucker enjoy his erecting.

As he felt himself approaching orgasm, he imagined that other non-Christian priest would have asked first before cumming in a first-time cocksucker 's mouth. Yes, those non-Christian priest would consider themselves more ethical. But, Father-God Everett Fontane counted himself as a priest with a gamy enlightenment. He knew that cocksuckers would go away unfulfilled if you didn't pass them a taste of jizz and that would only increase the danger for this boy. The honorable thing wasn't to hazard asking and getting a"no"answer. The honorable affair was to just do it.

In his view, had no alternative. None ! If he was going to help Devin, then he was damned-required to ejaculate in the boy's sass.

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

The boy choked on the sudden irruption and his foreland jerked back as he coughed. He sputtered and his eyes seemed watery. Yet, when Father of the Church Fontane told Devin that the best affair for him to do was to bury, the boy nodded and began to slowly swallow the non-Christian priest's semen.

Fontane held some lingering guilt for cumming unheralded in Devin's mouth, but he redeemed those opinion 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 word I would do the proficient matter for your boy and that I had no intent of putting my cock in his mouth. misfire Edward Everett Hale was here and she'll William Tell you she saw nothin'like that."

Jenni smiled and nodded."I absolutely saw aught sexual at all."

"You see overlook,"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 topper thing for Devin.

And, and it was also unfeigned that he indeed had never planned to put his tool 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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