Date: Sat, 18 Jun 2022 08:55:57 -0700 From: Spike Meyers Subject: Book and Tommy 31 Preamble Author: Spike Meyers Date: 06/12/2022 E-Mail: SpikeMeyers@gmail.com Donate: Please consider donating to this website. Without your donations, Nifty may not be able to keep this site up and running for your reading pleasure. Whatever you can afford will be appreciated. Notice: This story is a work of fiction and contains explicit sexual material. It may also include, incest, sex between minor(s) and adult male(s), sex between minors, and sexual fetish. If you are offended by such material, do not read this work of fiction. The character(s) in this work of fiction are not based on any known person(s). Book & Tommy 31 Book and Alex walked out of the courtroom, Book's hand resting on Alex's shoulder. They walked over to the far side of the hallway from the courtroom and sat in their same two chairs. "Are you OK, Alex?" Book asked. He could sense that Alex was disappointed. "Three years, dad. Three years, that's all he got," Alex said obviously wanting the sentence to be more. "Alex, he got a sentence of three to five years. He has to do at least three years before he can apply for parole. That's nothing to sneeze at," Book said trying to comfort him. "You will be 16 ½ by that time. If he gets himself into more trouble while he's in jail, you'll probably be of legal age before he's released. It's all good, gorgeous; it's all good. Come on, I have to pee again before we head on home." Alex was silent the entire walk back to the car. Book opened the passenger side door and Alex jumped in the car. As Book slipped in behind the wheel, Alex was still deep in thought. "A penny for your thoughts," Book said. When Alex did not respond, Book repeated himself, "What are you thinking about, Alex; talk to me, baby," Book said as he turned in the seat to face him. He reached over and placed his fingers on Alex's jawline forcing him to face him. "Tell me what's going through your head, Alex." Book said softly. "I'm just thinking about what you said, dad. If Umberto gets out in three years, I will be sixteen. I will have my driver's permit by then. Knowing him the way I do, I'm pretty sure he's gonna fuck-up in jail; it's his nature. If he does, I'll be eighteen by the time he get's out, or at least, close to eighteen anyway. There is no way a court can make be go back. So, I'm free; I'm free, dad. I don't have to deal with him anymore." Book could sense the tension just float away from Alex's mind and body. He fell back into the seat and took a deep breath as his body relaxed. "Dad, once the court says that I can stay with you, Umberto can't hurt us anymore. We can be a real family, like it should be." Suddenly, Alex was all smiles. He reached over the console and hugged Book enthusiastically. "I'm so freakin' happy, dad, my cock is getting hard. Feel!" Alex said as he placed Book's hand on his crotch. "Yeah, I can feel it," Book said laughing as he squeezed Alex's hardon and quickly withdrew his hand. Alex reached over and grabbed Book's crotch. "Woah, slow down gorgeous. We are in a parking structure directly across from the courthouse. We have no idea if there are cameras. We are not going to do this here. Besides, I promised Bray that I would text him as soon as it was over. In fact, why don't we just call him instead," Book suggested as he started the car. He waited a couple of seconds and then pressed a couple of buttons on the screen in the dashboard." "Hi baby," Bray said as he answered the phone. "Hey gorgeous; Alex and I are about to head on home. But we wanted to call you first," Book said directing his voice to the dashboard of the car. "So, what happened; what's the verdict?" Bray asked impatiently. "Three to Five," Book quickly responded. He has to do a minimum of three years. Other than the DUI charge, the only other charge that weighed heavy was Grand Theft Auto, since he apparently took a company vehicle without authorization. There were other charges such as, resisting arrest, endangering public safety, threatening a law officer with bodily harm, and a couple of others that I can't remember at the moment," Book answered. "How is that gorgeous boy of ours; is he OK?" Bray asked. Book looked over at Alex who had a smile on his face from ear-to-ear after hearing Bray's words. "Hi Bray," he said. I'm good. I'm really glad it's over. " "We're all glad it's over, gorgeous. I'm sorry guys, but I have to go, you caught me at a busy time. I'll see you tonight when I get home. I love you." "Well, that was quick," Book said after Bray terminated the call. "Dad, I'm kind of hungry, can we stop and get something to eat?" "Of course, there's an IHOP right down the road. Will that work?" Book asked. "I was thinking more like huevos rancheros and frijoles with grilled jalapenos." "That sounds really good, actually. How about El Taco Asado; can you wait that long?" "Yeah, sure. That's the place by the airport?" "That's the one," Book answered. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * As Alex and Book walked through the front door of the restaurant, Book was warmly greeted by the staff. "Hijo!" one of the older waitresses called out when she saw Book step through the door. She stepped out from behind the register and hugged Book as soon as the door closed behind him. "Mama, good to see you," he said in Spanish as he hugged her back. "And who is this handsome, young man," she asked looking at Alex. "This is Alex, Mama," Book answered her with a big smile. Alex raised his hand and greeted her in Spanish. Instead of shaking Alex's hand, she pulled him tight to her bosom and hugged him. She released Alex and hugged Book again, this time it was a quick hug. "Come in, come in, hijo," she said converting to English. "It's so good to see you." "Mama!" someone yelled from the kitchen. She turned to look behind her and frowned. She waived her arm through the air as if she were saying, "piss off, I'm busy!" and returned her attention to Book. "Go ahead, mama," Book said in Spanish. "We can seat ourselves." "OK, hijo, I'll see you later," she smiled and hurried into the kitchen. "Come on Alex; let's find a booth." Book placed his hand on Alex's shoulder and led him to the back right-hand side of the restaurant. "Good," he said as they stepped into the small dining area on the right. "My favorite booth is open. Back in the corner, gorgeous," Book directed Alex. "The A/C vent hits that booth perfectly." As they sat down at the table, Book slid all the way to the back of the "U" shaped booth. Alex slid in behind him stopping at center table. Just two minutes later, a young waitress placed a basket of tortilla chips on the table and a bowl of salsa roja. She handed each of them a menu and walked away. "This place has the best salsa in the desert, Alex." At least, I think they do," Book said as he dipped the tortilla chip in the salsa taking a huge scoop. They make it fresh right here every day. Alex picked up a chip and dipped it in the salsa. He did not take too much at first. He took a bite of the chip and savored the flavor. "Man, that is so freakin' good," he commented and double dipped taking as much salsa on the chip as it would hold. Book looked across the small dining area and saw Adalina, one of the waitresses that has worked there for years. She smiled at Book as she approached the table. "Senor Book," she addressed him in Spanish. "I usually don't see you this early in the day. Where is Tommy?" she asked. "He's in school. I had a few things that I had to do today, so here we are. This is Alex, Adalina," Book said directing her attention towards Alex. Alex smiled and greeted her in Spanish. "Nice to meet you Alex," she responded. "Do you two handsome gentlemen know what you want or would you like a few minutes to look over the menu?" "I think we need a few minutes, Adalina; thank you." "Take your time, Senor Book, I will check back in a few minutes," she said with a smile and walked away. "Dad, do you know everybody here?" Alex asked. "Yeah, for the most part," he smiled. "I have been a good customer over the years. It also helps that this white-boy speaks Spanish. They appreciate that." "Dad, this bench is not very comfortable," Alex said squirming around on the pew-like wooden bench. "Here, slide around and sit next to me; this end is padded," Book said sliding over to make room for Alex. "I think these benches were home-made," Book whispered. "They are very, um, unique let's say, with very high backs." "Yeah, unique and uncomfortable." Alex commented sliding in next to Book. "The food is really, good; that's what's important, stud," Book retorted. Alex pressed his leg up against Book and rested his hand on Book's thigh under the table. Book reached down, slid his arm under Alex's, and returned the favor. Alex started to rub Book's leg slowly. Book's thigh muscles flexed under his caress and he moaned softly. "Alex, you're going to make me hard if you keep that up," he whispered. "So," Alex whispered back. "Nobody can see anything, dad. The tablecloth hangs way down." "You really enjoy doing stuff in public, don't you, stud?" Book whispered looking directly at him. "It's so hot, dad. I could pull my dick out right now and nobody would know." Alex reached down and slowly lowered the zipper on his slacks. He reached in his pants fumbling about and pulled his own dick out through the flap in his underwear. "What are you doing down there?" Book asked as he watched the tablecloth move about. Alex took Book's hand from his leg and placed it on his now exposed cock. Book gasped softly. "I can't believe you pulled your dick out," he whispered as he lovingly fondled it under the table. Book looked across to see the waitress on her way back over. He let go of Alex's cock, quickly adjusted the tablecloth, and smiled as she reached the table. "So, what can I get for you gentlemen?" she asked. "What would you like, Alex?" Book asked realizing he never even looked at the menu. "I'm going to have the huevos rancheros with frijoles and grilled jalapenos," Alex answered in Spanish. The waitress wrote nothing down, instead she turned her attention to Book and smiled. "For you Senor Book?" I am going to have two carne molida soft tacos, also with grilled jalapenos, and a medium horchata." "Make that two horchatas," Alex requested. "Very good," the waitress said in Spanish, "coming right up," she said as she collected the menus. As soon as the waitress walked away, Alex reached down and tried to pull Book's zipper down. "You are such a naughty boy," Book whispered. Alex got the zipper down half-way and it got stuck. He stuck one finger through the zipper, "Cool, no underwear. Come on, dad, pull it down," he said softly. Book reached down and lowered the zipper completely; he then unbuckled his belt and unfastened his pants. "Is this what you want, stud?" he asked as he pulled his cock out under the table. Alex grabbed Book's dick. Book leaned back in the booth as much as he could and spread his legs a little. "That's my boy, stroke that cock, Alex." As Alex stroked, Book became rock hard in no time. Book kept a sharp eye out while Alex played with his boner under the table. He so appreciated that the lunch crowd had not started to arrive just yet. The place gets mobbed at lunch and dinner time. "Let me see it, dad," Alex whispered. "I want to see your hard cock!" "Let go for a sec," he whispered. Watching the entrance to the dining room like a hawk, Book pulled his cock out from under the table cloth. He lightly squeezed up the length of his cock and the precum started oozing. Alex quickly reached over, scooped it up and licked his fingers clean. Book saw the waitress from across the room. It appeared as if she was holding a tray of beverages. He quickly covered his hardon with the tablecloth and scooted closer to the table. Not thirty seconds later, she entered their dining room carrying two drinks in her hands. She walked over to their table, sat the drinks down, and pulled two straws out of her apron. "Your order should be up soon gentlemen," she said in Spanish and walked away. As soon as she was halfway across the dining room, Alex grabbed Book's cock under the table. Book leaned back in the seat and pulled the tablecloth up and over the other side of his cock. He was leaking precum quite a bit and like Alex did just minutes before, he scooped it up and licked the nectar from his fingers. Book reached over and grabbed Alex's hard cock. As soon as he felt Alex's cock twitch in his hand, this wave of energy passed through him and his balls started pulling up, his orgasm quickly approaching. "Oh no! No!" he whispered hoarsely. "Alex, stop, stop, stop," he pleaded. "I'm so close." Alex quickly let go of Book's cock. Book looked down at his throbbing hardon, the head flared out and glistening with precum. As his orgasm started to fade away, a little bit of cum oozed out the piss slit and ran down the shaft. He quickly grabbed the middle of his dick and let the ooze cascade over his fingers before reaching his black slacks. Using his fingers, he scraped up his shaft collecting the flow on his fingers and immediately licked them clean. "That so freakin' hot," Alex whispered. Book squeezed up his cock forcing any remaining jizz to ooze out. Alex quickly scooped it up and licked his fingers clean. Book placed the tablecloth over his cock and breathed a sigh of relief. "We have to stop; that was close," Book said. Alex reached over and grabbed Book's cock and gave it a little squeeze. "You need to leave him alone stud and let him go back to sleep. Our food will be here any second now and I need him to go down so I can put him back in my pants; so, hands off." "That was so freakin' cool, dad. I loved the way your cum just oozed out and slid down your cock; so sexy. I mean you were gonna cum and then you didn't; you stopped it, but you still oozed cum. Freakin' awesome! I can't wait to tell Bray and Tito. How did you do that?" "I'll explain it to you when we get home. I'm just glad that I didn't lose control and shoot all over the place. That would have been enormously embarrassing; I'd never be able to show my face around here again. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Book and Alex were waiting for Tommy to walk out of the school doors. On the way to the car, they filled him in on Umberto's ruling. "Well, at least that's sorted," Tommy said. "I agree with dad, Alex. A minimum of three years I think is rather significant. Even if he were to be released after three years, you can always file for emancipation. I have been doing a little research," Tommy calmly stated. "Emancipation?" Alex questioned, "What's that?" "It means that you can ask the court to be considered free of parental oversight. You have to be at least fourteen to file, and there are a few other conditions, however, I am sure that you would qualify." "What made you to look into that, little-man?" Book asked. "I thought that it might be a possible alternative should the court decide, that Alex can't stay with us," Tommy answered calmly. "I see; good thinking on your part. You never cease to amaze me, little-man." "Simple logic, dad. Simple logic," Tommy smiled as they approached the car. Book opened the car door and Tommy and Alex went through their little dance to settle in. They had the steps down-pat now. They got settled quickly and Book closed the car door. "I have to get a new car; this is ridiculous!" Book said to himself out loud as he slid behind the wheel. "That reminds me, I finished my preliminary research on SUV's; I have three options for you, dad." Tommy stated. "Awesome!" Book responded. "What did you find out?" Book asked. Tommy pulled out his phone, "Here dad, let me show you," he said as he held up his phone. "In my opinion, here are your options." As Book waited patiently, Tommy brought up the first image on his phone. "Here dad," he said, "I created a folder with the top three choices; just scroll through and see if you like any of them." Tommy handed Book his phone. Book held up the phone and took his time looking at the images Tommy downloaded. "I really like option number two," Book commented. "Take a look Alex and let me know what you think," Book said as he passed the phone to Alex. "Option two is a good choice dad," Tommy said. I really like the Kia's. Let's see what Alex thinks." Alex took his time and scrolled through the images, "I like options two and three," he said. "That settles it then, option two it is. Let's go buy a car." Book smiled. "Shouldn't we get Bray's opinion first, dad?" Tommy asked. "No worries, baby. I already talked to Bray about buying a new car. He said and I quote, `It's your car, your money, and your decision. Get whatever makes your nipples perky.' end quote." "Let's go buy a freakin' car!" Alex shouted. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * As they pulled into the dealership, Book parked in customer parking not too far from the entrance to the showroom floor. He expected to be deluged by salespeople but was pleasantly surprised he wasn't. He stepped between the boys, placing a hand on each of their shoulders and started to look around the showroom. "Dad, over here," Alex said pointing to a Sportage on the floor. Alex rushed right over to the vehicle as Book and Tommy followed. Just as they approached the car, a salesperson walked up behind them. "If I may be of assistance, "the handsome salesman said, "please just let me know. "I'd be happy to answer any of your questions." Book turned to look at him and smiled. "Thank you. My name is Book, and these two handsome guys are my sons; this is Tommy and this is Alex. We need a new car." Book said as he extended his hand in greeting. "Well then, you guys have come to the right place. My name is Alan Whiting; pleased to meet you. I see you are looking at the Sportage, is this what you are interested in?" the salesman asked. "Yes, I think so. We definitely need something larger than my current car. It's just not big enough. My son Tommy did some research on my behalf and the boys and I selected a Sportage," Book volunteered. "Well, Mr. Book, you certainly can't go wrong with a Sportage. They are good, dependable, vehicles. I have one myself; it's a 2015 and still going strong. Will you be trading your vehicle in?" Alan asked. "Probably not; I can get a better price if I sell it privately," Book answered him. "Very well, no problem. Will you be financing or paying cash? Alan asked next. "That's going to depend on the final price of the car. But for now, let's assume it's going to be a cash deal, Alan." "Very good, Mr. Book. If you will follow me, let me check inventory to see what I have in stock. I presume you are only interested in a new vehicle as opposed to pre-owned?" Alan asked. "Correct," Book responded. "Since you have done some research, have you decided on a model of the Sportage you are interested in?" Book looked over and yielded to Tommy. "It will either be the SX or the SX Prestige," Tommy answered. "Very well, let me check to see what I have in stock," Alan repeated himself as he starting typing away on the keyboard. "Here we go; they are coming up on screen now," Alan commented. "OK, looks like I do have a few in stock, unfortunately, they are all located on the far end of the lot. I can take you over to see them in the golf cart. Just give me one second to go get the key," Alan said as he stood up from his desk. "No problem, Alan. While you get the key, can you point me to the restroom please," Book requested. "Sure, right this way," Alan responded extending his arm up pointing the way. As they made their way across the showroom, Alan raised his arm and said, "the restroom is right down the hallway to your left. I will wait for you just outside the double doors. Take your time, gentlemen." Book nodded his head in thanks and started towards the bathroom, the boys following right behind him. Book opened the door and held it open for the boys to step through. There were two waterless urinals and two stalls. Book walked up to the sink and grabbed a paper towel, then walked over and selected the left urinal. He stood at the urinal and unzipped, both Tommy and Alex took the next urinal over and followed suit. Book looked over at Alex and Tommy who were having fun crossing their streams and giggling. Book tour the paper towel in half, and then half again. "Here guys," he said as he handed each of them a piece of the paper towel. Tommy's stream came to an end first, and then Alex shortly after him. The boys took a step back and dried off the end of their dicks as Book watched. As Alex and Tommy were packing their respective peckers back in their pants, Book finished peeing and stepped back from the urinal. As he started to dry off, he dropped the piece of paper towel on the floor. Tommy bent over to pick it up, and on the way back up, he took the head of Book's dick in his mouth. Book gasped as he felt Tommy's warm, wet mouth on his dick head. He so did not want to pull him off of his dick, but he did it anyway. "Tommy, not here," he whispered as he pulled Tommy up. "I just wanted a little taste, dad," he said smiling. "You can taste all you want when we get home, but not here," Book said softly. Come on, let's go; I'm sure Alan is waiting for us." * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "Hey Kins, good morning," Book said answering the phone. "Good morning, Book. I hear congratulations are in order," she said jovially. "What do you mean, girlfriend? Book asked. "Bray told me you were going to buy a new car. We're going to the outlet again tomorrow." "Oh yeah, that. Actually, I already bought it. The boys and I went yesterday after we picked Tommy up. I bought a Kia Sportage SX Prestige, I think it's called. Tommy did all the leg-work for me. It's a nice car; wait until you see it. The best part is it has plenty of room for all of us." "What about the B'mer?" "I'll sell it. You know I would get buttons for it if I traded it in." "So, what's on tap for today?" she asked. "Bray is working, of course, so the boys and I are going to put their room together. We have the bunk-beds to assemble, the room divider panels for my new office alcove, and the walk-in to organize with the boy's clothes. Lots and lots to do today. I have no idea when CPS or DCS or what other three charter organization will show up to do the inspection. I'd like to get it all done today if possible before they show up on my doorstep. How about you?" "I'm meeting the girls for lunch, then were going to the spa; nails, feet, massage, hair, the works; it's going to be so much fun." "I can't remember the last time I had a massage," Book sighed. "You and Bray should go together; I'll take the boys when you go," Kinsey offered. "That's a great idea; offer accepted. The guys will be up soon, I better see what I can throw together for breakfast. I'll talk to you later, girlfriend. Enjoy your spa day." "Thanks Book, bye." Book walked back into the house to refill his coffee. He stuck his head in the bedroom to check on the guys. Tommy was literally laying on top of Alex. Bray, for a change, was free-and-clear. For just a second, he thought about going over and taking Bray's morning wood in his mouth and then decided to let him sleep. He turned around and walked back out to the patio. No sooner did he sit down and he heard the gate open to the courtyard. It was the courtyard gate not too far from his unit. Hardly anyone uses that gate except him. He wondered who it could be and then saw the pool guy suddenly appear on the sidewalk between the buildings. "Good morning, Hector," Book greeted him. "I haven't seen you for a while. I trust you are well." "Oh, hi Book," Hector said with a smile. "You are up early." "Yeah, I'm one of those people who wake up the same time every morning, work day or not; it doesn't matter. I guess I have a built-in alarm clock," Book said with a shrug of his shoulders. "Would you like a cup of coffee? It's no trouble at all." "Coffee sounds good but I should probably get to work. My usual guy is starting late today so that's why I'm here this morning," Hector volunteered. "That sucks!" Book said. "Yeah, my boyfriend thinks so too. He was not too happy when I had to get up at 4 AM this morning." "Come on, have a seat. I'll get you a coffee. Cream & sugar?" Book asked. "OK, maybe just one. Just cream please, Book." Hector dropped the pool hose on the sidewalk and wheeled the filtering unit to the side next to the hose. Book stood up to go inside to get Hector's coffee when he saw Hector bend over to coil up the hose. "You have a nice ass, Hector," Book heard himself say out loud. "Shit Hector, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that out loud." "It's OK, Book; no harm done. It's very flattering. I'm glad you think so," he said as he turned around smiling. "If memory serves correct, you have a nice ass yourself if you don't mind me saying." "I don't mind at all," Book responded as his cock twitched in his silks. "By the way, those silks look really good on you, or should I say, you look really good in those silks." "Either works for me," Book flirted back as he wiggled his hips slightly, his cock swaying side to side. "Have a seat, Hector while I get your coffee." Hector nodded and smiled as he quietly pulled out a chair and sat down. Book walked in the house and returned promptly with Hector's coffee in hand. Book stepped up to the side of Hector's chair and placed the mug on the table. He made sure that he was as close to the chair as possible, pushing his crotch slightly forward at Hector. "Here you go," he said smiling down at Hector. "I hope I didn't put too much cream in." Hector sat up straight in the chair and raised his arm up intentionally rubbing against Book's dick and tilted the mug slightly to look inside. "It's perfect, Book; thank you," he said as he lowered his arm, once again rubbing up against Book's expanding cock. "Good," Book said as he lifted the leg of his shorts exposing the head of his cock. Hector immediately placed his hand over the head of Book's cock and squeezed gently. "Um, that feels good," Book moaned and pulled the silk fabric up to expose the entire length of his quickly rising member. Needing no further enticement, Hector took Book's entire dick in his mouth. Book bent down slightly and grabbed Hector's dick. He slid his hand under the leg of his cut-offs pleased to find no underwear, and started to stroke his cock. "Hector groaned when Book took hold of his dick; he grabbed Book's ass in his hands and swallowed his cock, burying his nose in Book's pubes. Book let go of Hector's cock and grabbed his head. Holding Hector's head in his hands, Book started to slowly fuck his mouth. He pulled back until just the head was left in Hector's mouth and then plunged back down his throat. Hector squeezed Book's ass tight each time he plunged his cock down his throat. Using one hand, Hector reached down a pulled his dick out and started stroking fast. When Book pulled back next, Hector pulled back, looked up at Book and growled, "Fuck my face, Book; feed me your fucking load!" Book needed no further encouragement. He plunged his cock back in Hector's mouth and started to skull-fuck him hard and fast. Hector started to choke and gag a little but Book kept going. "Suck that fucking big cock, stud! Suck it! Suck the man-cum right out of the fucking hard dick!" Book growled. The more Book talked dirty, the more Hector groaned, and the harder he stroked his dick. "Yeah baby, I'm gonna shoot my load right in your fucking mouth. You're a fucking cum-pig aren't you, stud. A fucking cum guzzler, you are! You want my sweet cum don't you cocksucker? Here it comes, baby. I'm gonna cum in your mouth. Swallow it all, stud. Show me how much you love my jizz!" Book hissed through his clenched teeth. Book plunged his cock down Hector's throat and unloaded big time. After two shots down Hector's throat, Book pulled back, leaving just the head in Hector's mouth and shot off the rest of his load. Hector swallowed quickly to catch up and didn't waste a drop of the precious man fluid. After Book's cock stopped shooting, Hector slowly swallowed his whole cock again. Book was so tempted to piss down his throat but he didn't. He let Hector continue to suck his dick until he became so sensitive, he couldn't tolerate any more without peeing. He slowly withdrew and let his dick fall from Hector's mouth. Book looked down to see Hector still holding his dick in his hand. Book leaned down, kissed him, then dropped to his knees. "Fuck, what a pretty dick!" Book groaned softly. He took Hector's dick in his mouth and began a slow up and down rhythm. Hector grabbed Book's head and wrapped his legs around Book. "Make me cum, daddy," Hector whispered. "Do naughty things to me. I'm your naughty, dirty boy." Book reached up and pulled Hector's cutoffs down exposing his entire crotch. He was surprised to see that Hector's crotch was completely smooth. Book let go of Hector's cock and looked up at him. "You're a naughty boy, Hector; you're not wearing underwear. Have you been playing with your boy-dick again? I'll bet you get a little stiffy when you play with it; don't you." Book said with a stern, parental voice. "I'm sorry, daddy. I can't help it. It feels good when I touch my boy-dick." Hector responded. "Do you want daddy to make your boy-dick feel good until your stuff comes out?" Book said playing along. "Oh yes daddy, please. I love it when you make it spit that stuff; it feels so good." Book took Hector's smooth balls in his mouth and lovingly worked them. He spread Hector's legs and ran his tongue behind his sack as far back as he could. "Oh God, daddy; that feels so good," Hector moaned. Book gave his balls one final lick and took Hector's poker-straight, hard cock in his mouth. He quickly got a rhythm going and bobbed up and down the full length of Hector's hardon. He could taste the small amount of precum leaking out of the tip each time he came up on his dick. "Cum for daddy, Hector. Daddy wants you sweet boy-juice," Book whispered before going down on his cock again. Book felt Hector's cock get even harder in his mouth as Hector started to moan softly. "You're gonna make me cum, daddy. I'm gonna shoot my stuff in your mouth." Book came up so only half of Hector's cock was in his mouth as he erupted. Book was taken by surprise as his mouth filled quickly. He didn't anticipate that much spunk. As soon as he swallowed, he had to quickly swallow again. Hector's cock finally stopped shooting and Book was able to taste Hector's flavor. He held his reward in his mouth before taking the last gulp. He let Hector's cock go limp in his mouth and then released it. Book sat back on his haunches and smiled at Hector. "That was loads of fun, you should pardon the expression," Book said. "Fuck yeah!" Hector said, "Man, I haven't cum like that in a long time." Hector admitted. "You sure came hard and a lot may I ad. I had to swallow multiple times to keep up," Book said with a big smile as he stood up. "Yeah, I generally cum a lot. You cum in buckets, Book. You almost drowned me." Hector laughed. "I loved every second, too. It was great. I always wondered what you looked like naked; now I know. Maybe I will service this account personally from now on," he smiled. He picked up his coffee and downed it. "Coffee tastes good too. Thanks Book, I'd better get to it. Take care." "You too stud. By the way, your cock tastes really good; so does your cum. Your boyfriend is a lucky guy. Don't work too hard." * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "I'll be home shortly after seven, babe. I can play hooky and stay and help you and the boys out today. It's going to take you guys all day. Are you sure you don't want me to stay?" Bray asked. "Honestly, I think the three of us in one room, plus the boxes and the panels; I don't think there is enough room for all of us and the furniture. We would have no room to maneuver, but thanks anyway gorgeous. I appreciate the offer. Hopefully, by the time you get home, it will all be done. Maybe we can eat out tonight; I probably won't feel much like cooking. How about Las Casuelas?" "OK with me; Las Casuelas sounds good. See you later, babe." "Bray," Book called to him as he opened the front door. "I love you." "I love you too, baby. See you tonight." Book walked into the bedroom and plopped down on the bed. "Are you two planning on staying in bed all day?" Book asked the boys. Alex immediately rolled over on top of him. "We will if you'll join us, dad," he laughed pressing his crotch against Book. Book grabbed his ass and squeezed. "Don't tempt me. I could spend all day in this bed with you two studs, however, we have a lot of work to do today. We have got to get your room done guys, so get your sweet, little buns in the shower and I will make your breakfast." Alex jumped up and straddled Book. He smiled down at him as he wiggled his hips from side to side. "Are you sure, dad? I mean, I can think of others things to do," he said as he reached down and shook his cock. "Tempting as that is, we have to get this done guys. Off you go; shower time. Breakfast will be waiting by the time you finish." Book sat up in bed and rolled Alex off of him. "Chop, chop guys," he said as he jumped off the bed. The boys helped Book clean up the kitchen after breakfast. Over breakfast, they unanimously decided that they were going to setup Book's little work alcove first, then the beds, then tackle walk-in. Tommy was going to read the assembly instructions while Book and Alex assemble the furniture. It took about ninety minutes to put the alcove together. Book was exceedingly pleased with the final outcome. The room dividers hid the fact that it was office space; they worked perfectly. Tommy suggested a ten-minute recess to pee and take a little break before starting the beds. As Book headed for the fridge to get a glass of ice water, his phone rang. He figured it was his office but the caller ID proved him wrong. "Hi Pam," he answered somewhat nervously. "Hey Book, good morning. I think it's still morning," she said. "It's still morning for another twenty-nine minutes, "Book said checking his watch. "What's up, Pam?" "I wanted to let you know that we have a confirmed court date for Wednesday, the 29th. It will be at the Annex Building which is about half a block down from the County Court House on the same side. We'll be in room 114; it's on the east side of the building, 10 AM." "Thanks Pam, I appreciate you calling. I'll call Sam and let him know too." "No need, Book. He already knows, I spoke with him this morning when I got out of court," Pam told him. "This court room is going to look different Book than the traditional. It's just a large room similar to a conference room. There will be a court recorder, a bailiff, and the judge. However, it is still a courtroom non-the-less. I wanted to let you know that so there are no misunderstandings. Do you have any questions?" "Not at the moment, Pam; thank you." "If you think of anything, just give me a call Book. I'll see you on the 29th then." "Oh Pam, I'm sorry, I do have one question for you. I was wondering when the inspection is going to happen?" Book asked. "I don't know Book; I have no idea. That's not something I arrange personally. I can tell you that it will definitely be before the 29th. Since we are not quite two weeks out it will happen soon. They will call you Book to schedule a window of time." "Really? It was my understanding that they were just going to show up on my doorstep, unannounced." Book said surprised. "That's after the fact, Book. The initial inspection is usually scheduled. People work for a living; we all have lives. They don't expect you to sit home and wait for them to show up one day. CPS will show up unannounced for inspections but that will not happen until after you are granted custody of Alex." "Oh, I see; I was trying to hang around the house as much as possible thinking they could show up at any time." "I'm sorry Book, I thought that I had explained that clearly; obviously, that's not the case. I apologize." "No worries, Pam. I understand now." Book responded. "Anything else then, Book?" "I'm good, Pam. Thanks. I'll see you on the 29th then. Thanks for calling." * * * * * * * * * * * * * *