Part 2

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Simon Dott didn't know where he had lost himself. Maybe it was that low gear blowjob. Maybe it was Father Everett Fontane's fringy justifications of how companionship had changed but vows of chastity hadn't and the spread between were ripe with permissions for non-Christian priest of Pristine Valley to be fellated by a few happy dickhead.

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

It was those sins of the metropolis years ago that had defrocked Dott, yet after two workweek 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 coming into court seemed in orderliness and that only slight graying could be seen in his haircloth.

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

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

A belt 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 proceedings. Father Fontane said when you're done to come see him."

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

The fille laughed."My, don't you seem unquiet ?"

"It's counseling, Jenni."

"Sure it is, beginner 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 glad they do it because I don't want those cruddy things in my mouth."

She left and he murmured to himself,"I knew it. All that pouty fiddling mouth and she has no idea how to use it. What a waste product of honorable lipstick."

The Perlin boy was a little quondam than the others but then, the age he wanted 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"oral cavity bois ”.

The Perlins entered and the parents thanked Dott for taking his time to help them.

"We were getting despairing,"the mother said."so dire that Roland and I were talking about ... you know ... maybe trying to do it at home -- -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 affair. 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 grinning. 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 mouth surrounded his clay irradiation. The feeling was like mouthpussy and in a suddenly piece, Dott began to campaign his shaft to the boy's throat. After the boy gagged a few metre, he was able to get his dick right wing where he liked it most.

It was so queer. So odd. He was a non-Christian priest, in a church, and he had his prick down a offspring parishioner's throat with the full blessing of the chieftain priest and the boy's parents.

He held the boy's point and began to mildly thrust. In metre, 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 half-hour before he felt his bone stiffening and the exhilarating sensations bringing him close to coming. He was beyond caring about what the son of a bitch or his parents wanted. Father Herbert A. Simon Dott wanted to get his testis off and he had a queer on his knee joint 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 thrust, he pumped rich, priestly cream into the deepness of the cocksucker.

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

He made his way to Fontane's office.

"Sit down Herbert Alexander Simon,"the elderly priest said."I had a headphone call option from a peeress. Says her son been having sinful persuasion and they ain't our religion but she wants him to do a confessional. So, you and me are going to try 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 name sure we get the boy in ... into ‘ counseling ’, heh-heh."

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

In time, they heard the antonym door of the booth narrow escape and Father Fontane put his finger before his lips as if to say"hush ”.

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

"Yes, my daughter,"Fontane said."You can speak 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 babble out 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-God, this must all be confidential."

"Yes miss, confessions are confidential."

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

"Ah. Well, we hear a lot of that here. Please narrate me what kind of lustful idea 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 hour before yet, just sitting and listening, his rooster was beginning to constrain again.

"wellspring, there are many son like that,"Fontane said,"so you needn't be alarmed. We got More of them than other episcopate 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 scream him in ?"

He heard the cleaning woman open the door and birdcall to her son. Father Fontane stood quietly and motioned for Dott to peer with him through the upper berth 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 rustle, she said she had done so.

"Son, it's not unusual for boy to have those lustful thoughts. learn it all before. You can verbalise about it here, but not away from here. Do you sympathise ?"

"Yes,"a soft voice responded.

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

"Y ... Yes."

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

Again, the boy replied with a soft"Yes"

Simon the Canaanite Dott was astounded by Fontane's next question.

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

"What form of head is that coming from a priest ?"the female parent protested.

Fontane chuckled."My daughter, we don't do thing 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 boys fantasize about performing viva voce sex on men but when they actually see a penis, some get affright 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 genuine 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 force 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 auditory sensation 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 oral sex."

After an exchange of whispers, the mother sighed and said,"OK begetter. 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 years of confessionals but he never thought he would actually find it. The iniquity of seeing it was enough to piddle him shiver.

It had effect on Fontane as well because the old man's cock was hard. The honest-to-goodness priest lifted the lattice and rotated it upward to give the gap between them. He stepped to the gap and pushed his erecting through it. The sight of the man standing against the wall was as lewd as Dott would expect at a glory pickle.

He heard a gasp followed by whispering 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 girl. Your boy can touch my penis."

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

After respective minutes, Fontane jerked his articulatio coxae 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.

"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 full point. The query is whether or not he will do it in a good lieu and with a condom and comely man."

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

"Yes my daughter. 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.

"contact it again, son."

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

"You can't be serious !"the fair sex 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 help him much. We're in secret and it's just between us. Just a short sucking ... to raise it one way or the other."

"I want to,"the boy said.

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

"What effective state of affairs 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 soft sassing and tender breathing space and then the moist high temperature of the boy's mouth as it slowly encompassed his rock-hard dick. He wanted to cream the boy's tonsilla right then and there but what form of counselor would he be if he selfishly jizzed the boy instead of letting him slue his sassing on it until he knew if it was indeed what he wanted ?

"Enough !"the woman said as the lip abruptly left his rooster."I'm so fox right now."

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

"And don't trouble, you have my word we will only talk. In fact, my spot daughter will be with us."

After more whispers, the cleaning woman agreed and all three stepped out of the booth and greeted one another. The woman and the boy had thick, shaggy, embrown haircloth and were shorter than Fontane had expected. She said her public figure was Naomi.

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

"Take me xlv mo to babble to the boy. So forefather Dott, bring them to my office at 3pm."

Dott patiently explained parts of the school of thought of the diocese to the womanhood and answered all of her questions. She calmed and seemed to be accepting things.

"So, you're priests who help son by letting them nurse your cocks."

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

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Fontane instructed Jenni to accompany him and Devin to his agency. He explained to the boy how he might become one of the golden ace 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 favourable reception for that."

"docket ?"

"Yes. direction schedule."

He turned to Jenni."Miss Hale, would you go to your desk and moderate out the schedule and see what's uncommitted ? Do a printout. You don't have to festinate but bring it to me five mo before three."

As he admired her pert prat on the way out, he turned back to the boy,"Yes Devin, if your ma's all in on counseling, then you can amount in once or twice a week and talk of the town. 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 redress 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 aspect in the non-Christian priest's gasp.

Breaking his promise to Naomi was a sin, but letting this whoreson leave without sucking was dangerous and even more of a sin. He hated to go back on his word of honor, but there was no way Father Fontane could last with himself if he let the desperate boy leave without letting him suck.

Within seconds, his erection was out and Devin's tidal bore sassing was on it. The boy seemed in never-never land as he began to slowly slide his mouth on Father of the Church Fontane's erecting.

Fontane ran his fingers through the boy's thick hair and told Devin he was a good whoreson. For quite some time, he stood and just let the cocksucker savor his erection.

As he felt himself approaching orgasm, he imagined that other non-Christian priest would give asked first of all before cumming in a first-time cocksucker 's sassing. Yes, those priests would consider themselves more good. But, male parent Everett Fontane counted himself as a priest with a mellow enlightenment. He knew that cocksuckers would go away unrealised if you didn't give them a mouthful of jizz and that would only increase the risk for this boy. The honorable thing wasn't to risk asking and getting a"no"answer. The honest thing was to just do it.

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

And so, at 2:51pm in his church federal agency, male parent Fontane did the most-honorable thing.

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

Fontane held some lingering guilt 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. Naomi asked her son if sire Fontane had tried anything sexual and the boy adamantly said"no ! ”.

Fontane said,"My daughter, I gave my Son I would do the trump affair for your boy and that I had no intention of putting my cock in his mouth. girl Edward Everett Hale was here and she'll William Tell you she saw nothin'like that."

Jenni smiled and nodded."I absolutely saw nothing sexual at all."

"You see omit,"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 best thing for Devin.

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

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

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

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