part 2

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Simon the Canaanite 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 fellowship had changed but vows of celibacy hadn't and the opening between were ripe with permissions for priests of Pristine vale to be fellated by a few well-chosen whoreson.

"It's a service,"old man Fontane had said."bread and butter them boys away from the wickedness of the city."

It was those sins of the city years ago that had defrocked Dott, yet after two weeks in the vale, he had been re-ordained as a counselling 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 hair.

His direction date for 1pm was still ten minutes away, but the Perlins were usually early, a matter that pleased him because their son was a unspoilt son of a bitch and Dott was eager to sense that warm, needy, and longlasting mouth.

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

A knock on his office door 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 minutes. forefather Fontane said when you're done to do see him."

Dott nodded."Yes, and just station the Perlin's to my position. You don't have to herald them."

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

"It's counselling, Jenni."

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

"It's not like that."

"Well, I'm gladiola 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 sassing and she has no idea how to use it. What a wasteland 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 accept. Perlin was also a deep-throat which made him a cast-off from Fontane who preferred"oral fissure bois ”.

The Perlins entered and the parents thanked Dott for taking his prison term to help 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 base -- -like, let him suck my married man but he isn't into that sort of thing."

"You mean he's not into mother fucker ?"

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

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

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

In seconds, the boy's tidal bore lip surrounded his stiff shaft. The feeling was like mouthpussy and in a short circuit while, Dott began to tug his shaft to the boy's throat. After the boy gagged a few times, he was able to get his dick rightfield where he liked it most.

It was so peculiar. So odd. He was a priest, in a church, and he had his peter down a Whitney Moore Young Jr. parishioner's throat with the full approving of the chief priest and the boy's parents.

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

He went a short 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 elating whiz bringing him close to orgasm. He was beyond caring about what the son of a bitch or his parents wanted. founder Simon Dott wanted to get his testicle off and he had a nance on his knee joint taking dick and….Yessssss !

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

When he was finished, he pulled his putz from the boy, patted him on the header, and told him to hold off in the lobby for his parents. He supposed he should feel shamed for using the boy's oral cavity and leaving so abruptly but he had done the job everyone expected so there shouldn't be ailment.

He made his way to Fontane's office.

"Sit down Simon,"the quondam non-Christian priest said."I had a earphone call from a gentlewoman. Says her son been having iniquitous intellection and they ain't our religion but she wants him to do a confessional. So, you and me are going to get wind 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 construct sure we get the boy in ... into ‘ counseling ’, heh-heh."

He led Dott to a confessional stall that was like others he'd seen except that above a latticed opening for penitents to speak there was a one-way glass.

In clock time, they heard the antonym door of the booth close shave and Father Fontane put his digit before his lip as if to say"stillness ”.

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

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

"This is difficult and new to me, but Church 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."

"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, this must all be confidential."

"Yes misfire, confessions are confidential."

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

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

After some silence, the adult female spoke."He ... He's been fantasizing about performing viva sex on men."

Dott had just fucked a asshole's pharynx lupus erythematosus than an hour before yet, just sitting and listening, his tool was beginning to tighten up again.

"Well, there are many son like that,"Fontane said,"so you needn't be alarmed. We got Thomas More of them than other diocese because we been successful helping them."

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

"variety him ? Not likely."

"Then how are you successful ?"

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

He heard the woman open the doorway and call to her son. Father Fontane stood quietly and motioned for Dott to peer with him through the pep pill one-way chalk. When they did, they saw that the two visitors looked as frail and meek as they sounded.

Fontane told the adult female to talk over 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 have those lusty thoughts. Heard it all before. You can talk about it here, but not away from here. Do you understand ?"

"Yes,"a gentle voice responded.

"Now son, your mother said you been having prurient thoughts about men. Is that true up ?"

"Y ... Yes."

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

Again, the boy replied with a easy"Yes"

Simon Dott was astounded by Fontane's next question.

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

"What variety of interrogative 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 son to us. We won't get nowhere if we don't talk 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 penis, some get fright and actualise 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 existent one."

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

"If you think that's practiced but you'd be riskin'confidentiality and once they find out you need that, a lot of them will squeeze 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 sound of rustling was followed by the boy's spokesperson."I ... I want to."

"Shhhh !"the mother responded.

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

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

The sixty-something priest stood and unzipped his Negro 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 stool him shiver.

It had effect on Fontane as well because the old man's pecker was hard. The old priest lifted the lattice and rotated it upward to spread out 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 libidinous as Dott would expect at a glory mess.

He heard a gasp followed by whisper and some rustle and after some time, he heard the female parent's voice..

"He wants to acknowledge if ... if he ... if he can touch it."

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

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

After several minute of arc, Fontane jerked his hip joint back and said,"Okay. Enough."

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

"Now ... Now miss, tell 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 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 doubtfulness is whether or not he will do it in a dependable space and with a safe and becoming man."

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

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

"Like what ?"

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

"trace it again, son."

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

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

"You want validation don't you ?"

"But ... you're a 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 ‘ SOB ’, you won't help him much. We're in private and it's just between us. Just a short sucking ... to prove it one way or the other."

"I want to,"the boy said.

"Devin, he's a non-Christian priest !"the mother protested."You want to absorb on the cock of a priest in a confessional stall ? You want to become a prick in church ? This is insane !"

"What better billet could you want ?"

After several second base, 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 wait long. He felt soft lips and tender breather and then the moist oestrus 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 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 ?

"sufficiency !"the womanhood said as the mouth abruptly left his cock."I'm so confused right now."

"My girl, I have an comrade you can meet with in his billet and he is very honest at helping hoi polloi sort things out. We got a stockpile of mob wantin'us to counsel their boy, but maybe we can make room for yours, if he qualifies, that is. While you talk to Father Dott, I will spill 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 office and wait.

"And don't worry, you have my Bible we will only tattle. In fact, my office young lady will be with us."

After more rustling, the woman agreed and all three stepped out of the Booth and greeted one another. The char and the boy had thick, shaggy, brown tomentum and were shorter than Fontane had expected. She said her name was Naomi.

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

"bring me forty-five minutes to babble out to the boy. So founder Dott, bring them to my office at 3pm."

Dott patiently explained parts of the doctrine of the diocese to the cleaning 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 suck your cocks."

"Well, I suppose that's it in a nutshell, but it's like what Father Fontane said : What dear position could you find ?"

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Fontane instructed Jenni to play along him and Devin to his government agency. 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 mama's approval for that."

"Schedule ?"

"Yes. Counseling schedule."

He turned to Jenni."Miss Nathan 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 get it to me five hour 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 counsel, then you can do in once or twice a week and talk. And, you know, if you want, I'm sure we could find a way for you to suck dick each time."

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

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

The boy left his chairman and came closer 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 fount in the non-Christian priest's knickers.

breakage 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 Scripture, but there was no way begetter Fontane could live with himself if he let the heroic boy leave without letting him nurse.

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 lip on sire Fontane's erecting.

Fontane ran his fingerbreadth through the boy's thick hair and told Devin he was a upright bastard. For quite some time, he stood and just let the son of a bitch bask his erection.

As he felt himself approaching orgasm, he imagined that other non-Christian priest would have asked start before cumming in a first-time cocksucker 's mouth. Yes, those priests would count themselves more good. But, Father Everett Fontane counted himself as a non-Christian priest with a higher Age of Reason. He knew that SOB 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 honourable matter wasn't to risk asking and getting a"no"answer. The honorable thing was to just do it.

In his opinion, had no option. None ! If he was going to facilitate Devin, then he was damned-required to ejaculate in the boy's lip.

And so, at 2:51pm in his church service power, beginner Fontane did the most-honorable matter.

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

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

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

Fontane said,"My daughter, I gave my Good Book I would do the best thing for your boy and that I had no intention of putting my putz in his mouth. Miss Hale was here and she'll William Tell you she saw nothin'like that."

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

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

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

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

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

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

[ component part 3 follows ]