component 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 marginal justifications of how lodge had changed but vows of celibacy hadn't and the gap between were ripe with permission for priest of Pristine Valley to be fellated by a few well-chosen cocksuckers.

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

It was those sins of the urban center years ago that had defrocked Dott, yet after two weeks in the vale, he had been re-ordained as a counseling non-Christian priest and been blown many times.

He studied himself in the mirror of his office and was pleased that his visual aspect seemed in order and that only slender graying could be seen in his whisker.

His guidance assignment for 1pm was still ten min away, but the Perlins were usually early, a thing that pleased him because their son was a honest dickhead and Dott was eagre to feel that tender, needy, 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 office door was followed by the show of Jenni George Ellery Hale, the pert and bantam receptionist that he shared with Fontane.

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

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

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

"It's counseling, Jenni."

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

"It's not corresponding that."

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

She left and he murmured to himself,"I knew it. All that pouty little mouthpiece and she has no estimation how to use it. What a waste of secure 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 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 clip to help 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 home -- -like, let him take in my married man but he isn't into that sort of thing."

"You mean he's not into asshole ?"

"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 smiling. Dott stood before the olive-skinned boy and slowly revealed his cock.

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

In endorsement, the boy's eager rima oris surrounded his corpse shaft. The flavour was like mouthpussy and in a unforesightful while, Dott began to advertise his beam of light to the boy's pharynx. After the boy gagged a few times, he was able to get his hawkshaw right hand where he liked it most.

It was so queer. So odd. He was a priest, in a church, and he had his pecker down a young parishioner's throat with the full approving of the chieftain priest and the boy's parents.

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

He went a minuscule faster but had to slow because the boy gagged often. He continued for nearly a 30 minutes before he felt his off-white stiffening and the tickle pink sensations bringing him close to climax. He was beyond caring about what the bastard or his parents wanted. Father Simon Dott wanted to get his crank off and he had a queen on his human knee taking dick and….Yessssss !

He thrust grueling 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 depths of the cocksucker.

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

He made his way to Fontane's office.

"Sit down Simon,"the elderly non-Christian priest said."I had a earpiece call from a lady. Says her son been having sinful thoughts and they ain't our 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 make 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 latticelike opening for penitents to talk there was a one-way glass.

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

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

"Yes, my daughter,"Fontane said."You can utter 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 nervous and shy and I want to talk with you before he joins us."

"O.K.. Tell 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."founding father, this must all be confidential."

"Yes missy, confessions are confidential."

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

"Ah. fountainhead, we hear a lot of that here. Please secernate me what kind of lusty thoughts 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 less than an time of day before yet, just sitting and listening, his cock 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 other dioceses because we been successful helping them."

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

He heard the adult female afford the threshold and telephone call to her son. Father 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 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 strange for son to take in those lustful thoughts. Heard it all before. You can talk about it here, but not away from here. Do you understand ?"

"Yes,"a soft voice responded.

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

"Y ... Yes."

"And she says you been having fancy 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 form of question 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 penis, some get scared and substantiate 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 real one."

The woman asked,"So you're saying I should find a man to expose 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 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 phone of rustling was followed by the boy's voice."I ... I want to."

"Shhhh !"the mother responded.

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

After an exchange of whispering, the mother sighed and said,"okeh father. If you think it's best, then okay."

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

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

It had burden on Fontane as well because the old man's stopcock 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 erecting through it. The stack of the man standing against the wall was as lustful as Dott would ask at a glory pickle.

He heard a pant followed by susurration and some whispering and after some fourth dimension, he heard the female parent's voice..

"He wants to jazz if ... if he ... if he can relate it."

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

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

After several bit, Fontane jerked his hip joint back and said,"Okay. Enough."

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

"Now ... Now miss, evidence 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 distinguish us ?"the mother asked.

"wellspring, 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 rubber place and with a safe and comely man."

"Just from that you're sure he'll do to a greater extent ?"

"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 trunk quivered as before and he asked."Do you ... Do you want to suck on it, boy ?"

"You can't be life-threatening !"the woman 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 terms with things and you accept the word ‘ cocksucker ’, you won't assist him much. We're in common soldier and it's just between us. Just a trivial 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 prick of a priest in a confessional booth ? You want to become a bastard in church building ? This is insane !"

"What unspoilt berth could you want ?"

After various seconds, the cleaning lady 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 soft brim and warm breath and then the moist heat of the boy's mouth as it slowly encompassed his rock-hard tool. He wanted to cream the boy's tonsils right then and there but what kind of counselor would he be if he selfishly jizzed the boy instead of letting him slip his mouth on it until he knew if it was indeed what he wanted ?

"sufficiency !"the woman said as the mouth abruptly left his cock."I'm so obnubilate right wing now."

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

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

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

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

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

"Take me forty-five hour to tattle to the boy. So Father Dott, bring them to my office at 3pm."

Dott patiently explained parts of the doctrine of the episcopate to the adult female and answered all of her interrogation. She calmed and seemed to be accepting things.

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

"wellspring, I suppose that's it in a nutshell, but it's like what Father Fontane said : What in effect situation could you ascertain ?"

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Fontane instructed Jenni to companion him and Devin to his power. He explained to the boy how he might get one of the favourable ace 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 agenda. Got ta have your mama's commendation for that."

"Schedule ?"

"Yes. Counseling schedule."

He turned to Jenni."young woman Hale, would you go to your desk and determine out the schedule and see what's available ? Do a printout. You don't have to hurry but bring it to me five proceedings 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 counselling, then you can come in once or twice a workweek and talk. And, you know, if you want, I'm sure we could get a way for you to imbibe 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 snug 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 priest's drawers.

break his promise to Noemi was a sin, but letting this asshole 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 populate with himself if he let the despairing boy leave without letting him soak 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 erecting.

Fontane ran his fingers through the boy's thick pilus and told Devin he was a practiced cocksucker. For quite some time, he stood and just let the bastard enjoy his erection.

As he felt himself approaching orgasm, he imagined that early priests would have asked starting time before cumming in a first-time cocksucker 's mouth. Yes, those priests would conceive themselves more honorable. But, Father of the Church Everett Fontane counted himself as a priest with a higher Enlightenment. He knew that whoreson would go away unfulfilled if you didn't give them a taste of jizz and that would only increase the danger for this boy. The honorable matter wasn't to chance asking and getting a"no"answer. The honest thing was to just do it.

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

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

The boy choked on the sudden extravasation and his head jerked back as he coughed. He sputtered and his middle seemed watery. Yet, when Father Fontane told Devin that the best thing for him to do was to swallow, the boy nodded and began to slowly swallow the non-Christian priest's ejaculate.

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

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

Fontane said,"My daughter, I gave my Word of God I would do the comfortably thing for your boy and that I had no design of putting my tool in his mouth. missy George Ellery Hale was here and she'll tell you she saw nothin'like that."

Jenni smiled and nodded."I absolutely saw nada intimate at all."

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

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

And, and it was also true 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.

[ part 3 follows ]