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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 forefather Everett Fontane's bare justifications of how society had changed but vows of chastity hadn't and the col between were ripe with permit for priests of Pristine valley to be fellated by a few well-chosen prick.

"It's a Robert William Service,"old man Fontane had said."Keep them boys away from the sins of the city."

It was those hell of the city years ago that had defrocked Dott, yet after two weeks in the Valley, 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 appearance seemed in order and that only slight graying could be seen in his hairsbreadth.

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

He still wasn't convinced of Fontane's philosophy, but he was convinced that getting his putz sucked often was deserving giving the post more time.

A knock on his authority door was followed by the appearance of Jenni Hale, the pert and flyspeck receptionist that he shared with Fontane.

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

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

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

"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."

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

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

The Perlin boy was a piffling elder than the others but then, the age he wanted most was not an age he would ever include. 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 facilitate them.

"We were getting dire,"the mother said."so despairing that Roland and I were talking about ... you know ... maybe trying to do it at place -- -like, let him suck my married man but he isn't into that sort of thing."

"You mean he's not into cocksuckers ?"

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

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

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

In seconds, the boy's eager oral cavity surrounded his stiff cock. The feeling was like mouthpussy and in a suddenly patch, Dott began to force his lance to the boy's pharynx. After the boy gagged a few times, he was able to get his prick right where he liked it most.

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

He held the boy's 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 little faster but had to slow up because the boy gagged often. He continued for nearly a 30 minutes before he felt his bone rigidifying and the tickle pink sensations bringing him close to sexual climax. He was beyond caring about what the cocksucker or his parents wanted. Father Herbert A. Simon Dott wanted to get his nuts off and he had a queer on his knees 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 thrust, he pumped deep, priestly cream into the depth of the cocksucker.

When he was finished, he pulled his dick from the boy, patted him on the promontory, and told him to wait in the foyer for his parents. He supposed he should feel guilty for using the boy's oral cavity 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 elderly non-Christian priest said."I had a phone claim from a lady. Says her son been having extraordinary idea 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 strait so they won't know. If they're as needy as they sound, then I wana cause 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 orifice for penitents to talk there was a one-way glass.

In time, they heard the opponent threshold of the booth squeak and male parent Fontane put his digit before his lips as if to say"still ”.

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

"OK. order me how he has sinned."

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

"I see. What kind of cerebration, 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 lubricious thought process ... about ... men."

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

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

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

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

He heard the cleaning lady open the door and 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 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 boy to have those lubricious sentiment. pick up it all before. You can talk about it here, but not away from here. Do you read ?"

"Yes,"a lenient voice responded.

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

"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 following question.

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

"What kind of motion 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 boys 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 viva voce sex on men but when they actually see a penis, some get scare and realize 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 woman asked,"So you're saying I should find 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 putz in your boy's mouth."

"Then, what can I do ?"

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

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

"Like I said, we do affair different."

The sound of whisper was followed by the boy's interpreter."I ... I want to."

"Shhhh !"the mother responded.

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

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

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

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

It had effect on Fontane as well because the old man's cock was hard. The older non-Christian priest lifted the fretwork and rotated it upward to afford the gap between them. He stepped to the gap and pushed his erection through it. The sight of the man standing against the paries was as lewd as Dott would ask at a resplendency hole.

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

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

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

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

After several minutes, Fontane jerked his hips back and said,"okeh. Enough."

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

"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 Sir Thomas More at some stage. The head is whether or not he will do it in a safe place and with a condom and comely man."

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

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

"Like what ?"

Fontane stood and pulled out his hard-on and put it through the opening.

"tinge it again, son."

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

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

"You want proof don't you ?"

"But ... you're a priest ! And my son is not a c ... He's never done anything like that !"

"My girl, until you come to damage with things and you accept the word ‘ shit ’, you won't help him much. We're in private and it's just between us. Just a little suck ... to turn out 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 cock of a priest in a confessional booth ? You want to become a prick in church ? This is insane !"

"What unspoiled situation could you want ?"

After several 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 wait long. He felt piano lips and warm breathing place and then the moist passion of the boy's mouth as it slowly encompassed his rock-hard cock. He wanted to thrash the boy's faucial tonsil right then and there but what kind of counselor would he be if he selfishly jizzed the boy instead of letting him slue his mouth on it until he knew if it was indeed what he wanted ?

"enough !"the adult female said as the mouthpiece abruptly left his cock."I'm so confused right field now."

"My daughter, I have an associate you can foregather with in his part and he is very good at helping mass sort things out. We got a stockpile of home wantin'us to counsel their boys, but maybe we can make room for yours, if he qualifies, that is. While you talk to Father Dott, I will talk to your boy in my power, 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 headache, you have my word we will only blab. In fact, my government agency girl will be with us."

After to a greater extent whispers, the woman agreed and all three stepped out of the stall and greeted one another. The woman and the boy had thick, bushy, John Brown hair's-breadth and were little than Fontane had expected. She said her name was Naomi.

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

"rent me xlv min to talk to the boy. So Father Dott, bring them to my bureau at 3pm."

Dott patiently explained voice of the doctrine of the diocese to the adult female and answered all of her questions. She calmed and seemed to be accepting things.

"So, you're non-Christian priest who help son by letting them suck your cocks."

"Well, I suppose that's it in a nutshell, but it's like what Padre Fontane said : What undecomposed place could you chance ?"

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

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

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

"Schedule ?"

"Yes. Counseling schedule."

He turned to Jenni."Miss George Ellery 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 zip but bring it to me five minutes before three."

As he admired her pert rump on the way out, he turned back to the boy,"Yes Devin, if your mama's all in on counseling, then you can follow 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 compensate now !"

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

The boy left his electric chair and came closer 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 face in the priest's bloomers.

break his hope to Naomi was a sin, but letting this cocksucker leave without sucking was unsafe and even more of a sin. He hated to go back on his word of honor, but there was no way Father Fontane could live with himself if he let the desperate boy leave without letting him take in.

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 backtalk on don Fontane's erection.

Fontane ran his fingers through the boy's midst hair and told Devin he was a good cocksucker. For quite some time, he stood and just let the prick enjoy his hard-on.

As he felt himself approaching orgasm, he imagined that early priest would feature asked first of all before cumming in a first-time motherfucker 's sass. Yes, those priests would conceive themselves more ethical. But, Father Everett Fontane counted himself as a non-Christian priest with a gamy Enlightenment. He knew that cocksuckers 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 thing wasn't to risk asking and getting a"no"answer. The honourable affair was to just do it.

In his position, had no pick. None ! If he was going to help Devin, then he was damned-required to blurt in the boy's oral fissure.

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

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

Fontane held some lingering guiltiness for cumming unannounced in Devin's oral fissure, but he redeemed those tactile sensation by handing the boy various tissues.

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

Fontane said,"My daughter, I gave my word I would do the Charles Herbert Best matter for your boy and that I had no intention of putting my cock in his mouthpiece. Miss George Ellery Hale was here and she'll 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 Fatherhood Everett Fontane lied with what he said, but he certainly had not. After all, it was genuine that he done the best thing for Devin.

And, and it was also genuine that he indeed had never planned to put his pecker 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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