Caught by Son (part 6)
Jeff had a nice arrangment blowing his next door neighbor for over 15 years, when the entire arrangement gets complicated when Jeff's son catches him. I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
Between the ice fishing shanty and the church work I'd raised my cum-swallowing limit to something over twenty. I found that as soon as my stomach began to feel uneasy, I was still able to swallow two or three more loads.
Tim was making a good profit from my sucking, which was okay with me. He did tell me the names of the neighbors I'd been sucking, which gave me a special feeling every time I saw them.
Tim was getting close to graduation and would be going off to college in the fall. That would put an end to whoring me out, but I was glad to have the church work to provide a steady diet of cum.
The high school homecoming football game was coming up, which was always well attended. Tim told me he had something special planned, which worried me. It probably had something to do with me blowing his classmates, which I enjoyed, but hoped that he didn't plan anything risky.
The night of the game Tim told me what he had in mind. We would walk under the bleachers, which could be done from one end. There would be fans seated in the bleachers above us, and making lots of noise, so we wouldn't even be noticed. It would also be dark, so nobody would recognize me. Tim said he'd arranged for a number of guys to meet us there, and I'd have a suck line to work.
It sounded really hot, but risky too. I questioned Tim to make sure it would be completely safe, and he assured me that it would be. We arrived and took our seats. We would watch the game for the first half. The start of the third quarter was our signal to leave, and Tim led me under the bleachers, taking care that we not be noticed.
We found a good place where Tim had considerately laid a piece of foam for me to kneel on. We waited a few minutes before seeing some guys approach. I dropped to my knees and soon the first one was in my mouth. There was something especially exciting about sucking like this – almost in public – my fear of getting caught combined with that thrill of horny teenagers cumming in my mouth was incredible!
I sucked one after another, mentally keeping track of the number. Most came within a few minutes, but a couple guys were especially large and took a little longer – I thought they must be older and was concerned about adult involvement. After sucking the eighteenth guy I was done. I was kind of hoping for more than twenty, but I was getting tired.
As we left I asked Tim who the adults were. Tim told me they were a couple of the coaches – he had to include them to avoid trouble. We returned home and Tim wanted to discuss summer plans. Since he would be going back to school in the fall, he wanted to make the most of whoring me out. He said he was planning on finding more guys for me to suck, so I'd need to plan more time in the ice fishing shanty.
The fishing shanty blowjobs were shut down during the winter but opened again in May. The number of blowjobs slowly ramped up to about a dozen a day, but Tim's recruiting gradually brought the number up to twenty of more. I was really glad I'd increased my limit. Even so, occassionally my stomach felt uneasy at the end of a suck session.
This worked well until one day cops showed up and went into the woods. Luckily we saw them and kept our distance. Later that day they stopped at our house as well as others in our neighborhood. They said they had reports of suspicious activity in the nearby woods and asked if we'd seen anything. Of course we said we hadn't. After they left, we walked into the woods and found that the ice fishing shanty had been demolished. Well, it was great while it lasted. I sure was glad they didn't show up during a suck session!
That was the end of whoring me out, but I continued to suck Tim and his friends regularly. Most of them were going off to college in the fall, but two of them, Steve and Jack, were not. Because they had been good about keeping my secret, I agreed to continue to blow them.
After Tim left for college I continued to suck Ray and his son, and was able to arrange sucking at third church. Those priests sure were a horny bunch – almost like teenagers! The sucking was great, and it was fulfilling to know I was helping to keep the priests focused on their work, while keeping kids safe from them.
Throughout Tim's time at college, I was always glad when he visited home for the holidays. I really missed sucking him and was glad to blow him again! A couple of times I visited him and he set up a glory hole in his closet, where I sucked dozens of horny college guys!
Tim got married before he graduated from college, and I thought that would be the end, but he told his wife about me sucking him. That could have gone badly, but she liked the idea and insisted on watching as I sucked. They settled nearby, so I would go to Tim's house a couple of times a week and suck him while his wife, Miranda watched, fingering herself the entire time.
The only time she didn't watch was during her period, when she was just glad I was taking care of Tim so he wouldn't be bothering her.
Now it's been over a dozen years since Tim caught me. Though it was frightening at the time, I have no regrets – thanks to Tim I'm sucking a lot more and loving every minute of it! While I wouldn't recommend getting caught by your son, it sure worked out well for me!
End of Series
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