Total pages in book: 248
Estimated words: 236036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1180(@200wpm)___ 944(@250wpm)___ 787(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 236036 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1180(@200wpm)___ 944(@250wpm)___ 787(@300wpm)
“I told you what I wanted.” I wait, giving him another chance to comply.
“What if someone sees? That’s not exactly a good look. We could get kicked out of the rodeo, and lose a chance at all that money.”
I frown. He’s being extra argumentative today. “What someone?” I wave at the empty road. The campground is about fifteen miles outside town, the highway flanked by farmland on both sides. “The only ones around to see are the cows and horses, and they’re not going to care, or even know what they’re looking at.” I pause a beat then add, “Now get over here before I decide we need to turn around and have a talk back at the camper.”
That gets him moving, and he quickly slides closer, his hands working the buttons on my Levis. I’m not wearing boxers and my cock springs free in the truck cab, hard and ready.
“Damn, Daddy,” he breathes before angling himself to lay across the seat with his head down in my lap. A second before his lips close over the tip of my cock, he says, “Don’t forget, you promised to tell me about Blue River.”
I lean and grab a chunk of the skin beneath his bottom, pinching it through his jeans to send a warning. And then I start my story as his mouth encompasses me in its wet heat and his lean fingers wrap around my shaft.
“Blue River used to be Three Rivers,” I start, already distracted by the things his mouth is doing to me. Maybe this wasn’t a good plan, but he’s keeping his end of the bargain, so I’ll keep mine.
For now.
“And the town’s leadership, everyone from the school teachers to the cops and judges and lawyers were corrupt. They were using the town's teens for their drug-and-sex-trafficking rings. And nobody could speak up. Those who did got framed, got blamed, ended up behind bars. And everyone who knew, didn’t know how deep it was. They thought a bad cop or two, a teacher who was a little too friendly. A judge that only saw law and order, not people. They had no idea what was really going on.”
He bobs his head, humming as he works his mouth up and down my thick cock, and the sound reverberates through my body. I grip the steering wheel harder, my knuckles turning white as I navigate the empty highway.
“Anyway, it all came to light a while back, and all the ones involved ended up in jail where they belong.”
His hand reaches beneath me, and he lightly tugs on my balls. My back goes ramrod straight, and I breathe deeply, trying to force myself to focus on the story I’m telling.
“Um… where was I?”
He chuckles and the sensations feel amazing.
“Oh right. All the bad guys went… to jail. Oh fuck, baby. That’s amazing. You suck Daddy’s cock so well.”
He lifts his head, pulling my cock free just long enough to grin up at me. “Thank you, Daddy. Keep going.” His eyes sparkle with mischief. He knows exactly what he’s doing.
I almost tell him to stop. But I don’t and he goes back to exactly what he’d been doing before, taking my cock even deeper into his throat until it tickles the back. One hand still grabs my balls, squeezing gently as he works me over with his mouth.
I suck in a breath. “The bad guys went to jail,” I say for the third time. “And uh… the town had to rebuild. They got a new mayor. A team of mayors actually, a man and a woman. They ended up getting married. And uh… one of the people who had been set up by the police got out and started a recovery program for the teens whose parents had gone to jail. Independent living apartments with support programs and… all that. But uh… the town had been small to begin with. And now it was practically barren. So the new mayors tried to draw people in. Offering good jobs with bonuses and competitive pay. A lot of men showed up. And no women.”
He stops then, pulling away just enough that his lips are so close to my cockhead I can almost still feel them. “So it’s a town full of… just men.” His eyes narrow like he’s getting ready to protect his territory.
I laugh, able to do so now that I've been given a reprieve from all his sucking and licking and stroking.
“No. When the new mayors realized what had happened, they put out ads. In papers across the US, on radios, in the backs of magazines, you name it.”
“What did the ads say?” As if he realized he was too caught up in the story, he descends on my cock once again, sending a shiver down my spine as his lips close firmly around my thick shaft.