Part 2

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Simon Dott didn't know where he had lost himself. Maybe it was that first blowjob. Maybe it was Father Everett Fontane's fringy justifications of how society had changed but vows of chastity hadn't and the break between were good 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."bread and butter them boys away from the sins of the city."

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

He studied himself in the mirror of his position and was pleased that his show seemed in order and that only slender graying could be seen in his hair.

His guidance appointment for 1pm was still ten minutes away, but the Perlins were usually early, a issue that pleased him because their son was a good cocksucker and Dott was eager to feel that warm, impoverished, and longlasting mouth.

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

A rap on his place threshold was followed by the appearance of Jenni George Ellery Hale, the pert and petite 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 number see him."

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

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

"It's guidance, Jenni."

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

"It's not alike that."

"Well, I'm sword lily 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 lilliputian lip and she has no mind how to use it. What a waste of good lipstick."

The Perlin boy was a little former than the others but then, the age he wanted well-nigh 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 fourth dimension to help them.

"We were getting desperate,"the female parent said."so do-or-die that Roland and I were talking about ... you know ... maybe trying to do it at home -- -like, let him suckle my husband but he isn't into that variety of thing."

"You mean he's not into shit ?"

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

As soon as they were gone, the boy was on his stifle with a big grin. 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 back talk surrounded his stiff light beam. The smell was like mouthpussy and in a short while, Dott began to fight his shaft to the boy's pharynx. After the boy gagged a few sentence, he was able-bodied to get his dick right where he liked it most.

It was so queer. So odd. He was a priest, in a church, and he had his tool down a Danton True Young parishioner's throat with the full blessing of the chief priest and the boy's parents.

He held the boy's top dog and began to mildly stab. In clock time, 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 because the boy gagged often. He continued for nearly a 30 minutes before he felt his bone stiffening and the exhilarating sensations bringing him close to orgasm. He was beyond caring about what the cocksucker or his parents wanted. founder Simon Dott wanted to get his addict off and he had a fag on his knee taking dick and….Yessssss !

He thrust hard and late and released a mega-dose of sperm. He thrust again and again and again and with each drive, he pumped plenteous, priestly cream into the profundity of the cocksucker.

When he was finished, he pulled his shaft from the boy, patted him on the head, and told him to look in the hall for his parents. He supposed he should experience guilty for using the boy's rima oris 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 Zelotes,"the erstwhile priest said."I had a earphone yell from a lady. Says her son been having over-the-top mentation and they ain't our religious belief but she wants him to do a confessional. So, you and me are going to pick up 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 do 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 latticed hatchway for penitents to utter there was a one-way glass.

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

"Are you there, Father ?"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 verbalise with you before he joins us."

"O.K.. Tell me how he has sinned."

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

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

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

"Yes miss, confessions are confidential."

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

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

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

Dott had just fucked a bastard's throat lupus erythematosus than an hour before yet, just sitting and listening, his hammer was beginning to stiffen again.

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

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

"alteration him ? Not likely."

"Then how are you successful ?"

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

He heard the fair sex unfold the threshold and yell to her son. Fatherhood 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 visitors looked as frail and meek as they sounded.

Fontane told the fair sex 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 boys to take those lustful thoughts. see it all before. You can talk about it here, but not away from here. Do you sympathise ?"

"Yes,"a cushy vox responded.

"Now son, your mother said you been having lubricious thought process about men. Is that avowedly ?"

"Y ... Yes."

"And she says you been having fantasies 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 dubiousness is that coming from a priest ?"the mother protested.

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

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

"Only ... Only in magazines."

"fountainhead, you haven't seen anything til you see a real one."

The adult female asked,"So you're saying I should ascertain 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 coerce you to put their pecker in your boy's mouth."

"Then, what can I do ?"

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

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

"Like I said, we do things different."

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

"Shhhh !"the female parent responded.

"Best way I know for him to recount if he's a cocksuc -- -into performing viva voce sex."

After an exchange of whispers, the mother sighed and said,"OK Padre. If you think it's best, then okay."

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

Dott had fantasized about such things in his yr of confessionals but he never thought he would actually witness it. The dark of seeing it was sufficiency to make him shiver.

It had effect on Fontane as well because the old man's cock was hard. The old non-Christian priest lifted the lattice and rotated it upward to afford the gap between them. He stepped to the gap and pushed his erection through it. The view of the man standing against the rampart was as lewd as Dott would expect at a glory jam.

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

"He wants to cognize if ... if he ... if he can bear on it."

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

Dott saw the male parent Fontane's human knee weaken and could nearly sense 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 stuporous lechery.

"Now ... Now miss, tell apart 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 state 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 to a greater extent at some point. The enquiry is whether or not he will do it in a dependable piazza and with a safe and nice man."

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

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

"Like what ?"

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

"soupcon it again, son."

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

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

"You want test copy 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 terms with thing 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 slight suction ... 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 lactate on the cock of a non-Christian priest in a confessional cubicle ? You want to suit a cocksucker in church ? This is insane !"

"What better situation could you want ?"

After several indorsement, the woman sighed,"Okay."And after a suspension, she repeated,"Okay."

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

He didn't have to wait long. He felt easygoing rim and lovesome breath and then the moist heat energy of the boy's mouth as it slowly encompassed his rock-hard pecker. He wanted to cream the boy's tonsils right then and there but what kind of counsellor 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 mouthpiece abruptly left his tool."I'm so at sea right field now."

"My daughter, I have an associate you can meet with in his role and he is very good at helping people sort things out. We got a backlog of families wantin'us to pleader their boy, but maybe we can make elbow room for yours, if he qualifies, that is. While you talk to founding 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 business office and wait.

"And don't worry, you have my Christian Bible we will only talk. In fact, my bureau girl will be with us."

After to a greater extent whisper, the char agreed and all three stepped out of the kiosk and greeted one another. The woman and the boy had thick, shagged, brownish whisker and were shorter than Fontane had expected. She said her name was Naomi.

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

"Take me forty-five minutes to blab to the boy. So sire Dott, bring them to my office at 3pm."

Dott patiently explained parts of the philosophy 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 son by letting them suck your cocks."

"wellspring, I suppose that's it in a nutshell, but it's like what Padre Fontane said : What practiced situation could you find ?"

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Fontane instructed Jenni to accompany him and Devin to his function. He explained to the boy how he might suit one of the golden 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 mom's approving for that."

"agenda ?"

"Yes. Counseling schedule."

He turned to Jenni."Miss George Ellery Hale, would you go to your desk and find out out the schedule and see what's available ? Do a printout. You don't have to rush but bring it to me five proceedings before three."

As he admired her pert stooge on the way out, he turned back to the boy,"Yes Devin, if your mamma's all in on counselling, then you can come in once or twice a week and talk. And, you know, if you want, I'm sure we could rule a way for you to suck tool each time."

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

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

The boy left his chair and came closelipped and with a devilish smiled said,"I won't 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 fount in the priest's pants.

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

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

Fontane ran his finger through the boy's thick whisker and told Devin he was a good motherfucker. For quite some clip, he stood and just let the cocksucker relish his hard-on.

As he felt himself approaching orgasm, he imagined that former priests would give asked first before cumming in a first-time dickhead 's mouthpiece. Yes, those priests would consider themselves more respectable. But, founding father Everett Fontane counted himself as a non-Christian priest with a higher enlightenment. He knew that cocksuckers would go away unfulfilled if you didn't give them a mouthful of jizz and that would only increase the risk for this boy. The respectable thing wasn't to risk asking and getting a"no"reply. The good thing was to just do it.

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

And so, at 2:51pm in his church building office, male parent 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 heart seemed watery. Yet, when Father Fontane told Devin that the C. H. Best matter for him to do was to swallow up, the boy nodded and began to slowly swallow the priest's semen.

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

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

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

Jenni smiled and nodded."I absolutely saw zip sexual 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 considerably thing for Devin.

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

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 ]