theatrical role 2

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Simon Dott didn't know where he had lost himself. Maybe it was that first cock sucking. Maybe it was father Everett Fontane's marginal justifications of how fellowship had changed but vows of celibacy hadn't and the break between were ripe with license for priest of Pristine Valley to be fellated by a few well-chosen cocksuckers.

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

It was those sins of the metropolis years ago that had defrocked Dott, yet after two hebdomad 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 ordering and that only tenuous graying could be seen in his pilus.

His guidance appointment for 1pm was still ten proceedings away, but the Perlins were usually early, a thing that pleased him because their son was a good son of a bitch and Dott was eager to palpate that warm, impoverished, and longlasting mouth.

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

A knock on his post doorway was followed by the appearance of Jenni Hale, the pert and petite receptionist that he shared with Fontane.

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

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

The girl laughed."My, don't you seem dying ?"

"It's direction, 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 the like that."

"fountainhead, I'm gladiola 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 minuscule mouth and she has no idea how to use it. What a dissipation of good lipstick."

The Perlin boy was a minuscule elder 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 assist them.

"We were getting desperate,"the mother said."so desperate that Roland and I were talking about ... you know ... maybe trying to do it at place -- -like, let him suck my hubby 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 articulatio genus with a big grin. Dott stood before the olive-skinned boy and slowly revealed his hammer.

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

In indorsement, the boy's eager mouth surrounded his stiff shaft. The touch sensation was like mouthpussy and in a short patch, Dott began to push his shaft to the boy's throat. After the boy gagged a few metre, he was able to get his putz right where he liked it most.

It was so queer. So odd. He was a non-Christian priest, in a church, and he had his shaft down a young parishioner's throat with the wide blessing of the headman priest and the boy's parents.

He held the boy's drumhead and began to mildly stuff. In prison term, 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 slack because the boy gagged often. He continued for nearly a half-hour before he felt his bone stiffening and the exhilarating sensory faculty bringing him close to orgasm. He was beyond caring about what the cocksucker or his parents wanted. Father Simon Dott wanted to get his nut case off and he had a queer on his knees taking dick and….Yessssss !

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

When he was finished, he pulled his tool from the boy, patted him on the oral sex, and told him to wait in the lobby for his parents. He supposed he should palpate shamefaced for using the boy's mouth and leaving so abruptly but he had done the job everyone expected so there shouldn't be complaint.

He made his way to Fontane's office.

"Sit down Simon the Canaanite,"the older non-Christian priest said."I had a headphone claim from a lady. Says her son been having iniquitous view 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 audio so they won't know. If they're as needy as they sound, then I wana establish sure we get the boy in ... into ‘ counseling ’, heh-heh."

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

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

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

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

"This is hard and new to me, but Padre, 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 variety of idea, my girl ?"

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

"Yes miss, confessions are confidential."

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

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

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

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

"wellspring, there are many male child like that,"Fontane said,"so you needn't be alarmed. We got more than of them than other 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 different so can't really say without hearing from him. Can you ring him in ?"

He heard the woman open the threshold and phone call to her son. Father Fontane stood quietly and motioned for Dott to peer with him through the upper one-way looking glass. When they did, they saw that the two visitors 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 whispering, she said she had done so.

"Son, it's not strange for male child to experience those lustful intellection. take heed it all before. You can talk about it here, but not away from here. Do you understand ?"

"Yes,"a soft representative responded.

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

"Y ... Yes."

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

Again, the boy replied with a soft"Yes"

Simon Dott was astounded by Fontane's next question.

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

"What kind of query is that coming from a non-Christian 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 lecture directly about it."

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

"Only ... Only in magazines."

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

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

"If you think that's safe but you'd be riskin'confidentiality and once they find out you need that, a lot of them will coerce you to put their tool 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 sound of whispering was followed by the boy's voice."I ... I want to."

"Shhhh !"the mother responded.

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

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

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

Dott had fantasized about such things in his age of confessionals but he never thought he would actually witness it. The unfairness of seeing it was enough to nominate him shiver.

It had effect on Fontane as well because the old man's pecker was hard. The honest-to-god non-Christian priest lifted the lattice and rotated it upward to open the gap between them. He stepped to the gap and pushed his hard-on through it. The sight of the man standing against the paries was as salacious as Dott would expect at a glorification mess.

He heard a gasp followed by whispers and some rustle and after some time, he heard the mother's voice..

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

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

Dott saw the Father-God Fontane's genu weaken and could nearly sense what the man was feeling.

After several mo, Fontane jerked his rose hip back and said,"OK. Enough."

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

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

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

"I liked it,"the boy said.

"Ahhh…,"begetter 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 point. The question is whether or not he will do it in a safe topographic point and with a safety and decent man."

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

"Yes my daughter. But, if you want more than 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 body quivered as before and he asked."Do you ... Do you want to suck on it, boy ?"

"You can't be serious !"the womanhood 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 term with things and you accept the word ‘ cocksucker ’, you won't aid him much. We're in common soldier and it's just between us. Just a little sucking ... 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 suckle on the dick of a priest in a confessional cubicle ? You want to become a cocksucker in church ? This is insane !"

"What punter situation could you desire ?"

After respective seconds, the woman 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 hold back long. He felt sonant rim and warm breath and then the moist heat energy of the boy's mouth as it slowly encompassed his rock-hard dick. He wanted to skim the boy's tonsils right then and there but what kind of counsel would he be if he selfishly jizzed the boy instead of letting him slip his rima oris on it until he knew if it was indeed what he wanted ?

"enough !"the char said as the mouth abruptly left his rooster."I'm so bewildered right now."

"My daughter, I have an fellow you can meet with in his billet and he is very good at helping people sort things out. We got a stockpile of families wantin'us to counsel their boys, but maybe we can make way for yours, if he qualifies, that is. While you talk to Father Dott, I will peach to your boy in my office staff, and see if we should get him into counseling."

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

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

After more whisper, the woman agreed and all three stepped out of the booth and greeted one another. The womanhood and the boy had thick, shagged, brown pilus and were shortsighted than Fontane had expected. She said her name was Naomi.

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

"pick out me forty-five hour to talk to the boy. So Father Dott, bring them to my agency at 3pm."

Dott patiently explained parts of the philosophy of the episcopate to the fair sex and answered all of her questions. She calmed and seemed to be accepting things.

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

"well, I suppose that's it in a nutshell, but it's like what father Fontane said : What skillful situation could you find out ?"

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

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

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

"Schedule ?"

"Yes. counsel schedule."

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

As he admired her pert tooshie on the way out, he turned back to the boy,"Yes Devin, if your mama's all in on counsel, then you can arrive in once or twice a week and talk of the town. And, you know, if you want, I'm sure we could find oneself a way for you to soak up dick each time."

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

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

The boy left his chair and came closer and with a devilish smiled said,"I won't William Tell if you don't. Devin went to his knees and looked up."Pleeeease. No one will know."The boy lurched forward and buried his face in the priest's bloomers.

Breaking his hope to Naomi was a sin, but letting this asshole leave without sucking was serious and even Thomas More of a sin. He hated to go back on his word, but there was no way Father Fontane could subsist with himself if he let the desperate boy leave without letting him suck up.

Within seconds, his hard-on was out and Devin's tidal bore back talk 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 well bastard. For quite some time, he stood and just let the motherfucker enjoy his erection.

As he felt himself approaching orgasm, he imagined that other non-Christian priest would have asked number 1 before cumming in a first-time cocksucker 's mouth. Yes, those non-Christian priest would consider themselves more honorable. But, Fatherhood Everett Fontane counted himself as a non-Christian priest with a high enlightenment. He knew that cocksuckers would go away unrealized if you didn't impart them a mouthful of jizz and that would only increase the danger for this boy. The honorable matter wasn't to risk asking and getting a"no"resolution. The respectable thing was to just do it.

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

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

The boy choked on the sudden eruption and his nous jerked back as he coughed. He sputtered and his eyes seemed watery. Yet, when Fatherhood Fontane told Devin that the best matter for him to do was to swallow up, the boy nodded and began to slowly swallow the priest's cum.

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

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

Fontane said,"My daughter, I gave my word I would do the adept thing for your boy and that I had no intention 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 nothing intimate at all."

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

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

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

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

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

[ part 3 follows ]