Page 1 of Lost Boy

Prologue

Mitch

Mitch stood on his best friend’s porch and shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot. It was his first playdate with both Avery and Caleb. He’d played with Avery before both at Jace’s house and the club but never with Caleb as well. He was nervous and that was before he’d spotted Byron’s motorcycle and knew the Daddy Dom was also present.

He’d panicked and driven past his Jace’s house when he’d first seen Byron’s motorcycle. Grant texting him asking where he was had Mitch turning around though. Mitch had promised to be there to welcome Grant’s boy to the group. He couldn’t cancel. Wouldn’t let his new friend down.

The door opened, Byron peering out at him before Mitch could even knock. “How long are you going to stand out there?”

Mitch sighed. The young Professor looked fucking hot. As usual. And that little smirk on his face? Mitch wanted to drop to his knees and service Byron as he wore that familiar fucking look that had been directed at Mitch many times. “I was getting my thoughts in order.”

Byron frowned. “You don’t need to get your thoughts in order. You need to let go and let the boy out.”

Yeah, like it was that simple. No one understood, though, once Avery was secure in his own persona he might. Caleb wasn’t as new to lifestyle so Caleb might be someone Mitch could talk to. Once Mitch got to know Caleb better. Currently, he was on his own. No help for the torrent thoughts that plagued him.

Mitch had always been surrounded by Doms or Daddies, and as much as they wanted to help, Mitch needed someone who truly understood the need inside.

“And why are you wearing a suit? Not that you don’t look handsome, but I can’t see you sitting in the sandbox wearing that.”

“I was at work,” Mitch snapped. Damn it, he always let Byron push his buttons. The young Daddy Dom had made his interest clear a bunch of times. While Mitch wanted him in return, the truth was that Mitch’s life was way too complicated for such a decent man as Byron to get involved with him. “I’m sorry.” He dropped his head.

Byron stepped out of the house making Mitch back up to avoid touching him. Byron closed the door as Mitch continued to stare at his shiny shoes. He hated his shoes. Stupid shoes hurt his toes.

“Look at me boy.”

Mitch lifted his eyes.

“What’s wrong?” Byron asked softly.

Mitch shrugged. He didn’t want to admit how nervous he was. He knew Avery liked him but Caleb was an unknown. He only knew Caleb from the club but they hadn’t been friends before. After everyone figured out that Caleb wasn’t the brat he’d acted and Grant had started dating him Caleb had sort of just fit in with their group.

Now Mitch was the odd man out since Jace had Avery and Grant had found Caleb. Without a Daddy of his own Mitch was worried about acting too familiar with his friends. They’d never had a sexual relationship but they were close. Both Jace and Grant had acted as pseudo Daddies for him over the year.

Mitch couldn’t keep counting on his friends when they now had boys of their own. Their boys needed to take priority which had Mitch feeling left out.

“That’s not an answer,” Byron said. “I can’t help you if you won’t even talk to me.”

Mitch glanced back down. He didn’t want to see the pity in Byron’s eyes. “Are they having fun without me? Maybe I should just go home?”

Byron clucked his tongue. “They have been having fun but both Avery and Caleb are waiting for you. Grant and Caleb brought a bubble machine but Caleb doesn’t want to open it without you.”

“Really?” Mitch peered up from under his lashes. He didn’t think that Byron would lie to him.

“From what I’ve picked up neither Avery or Caleb have many friends.”

Mitch nodded. He knew that.

“And you have experiences as a boy that they are lacking,” Byron added. “They both sort of look up to you.”

Because Mitch was older than both the other boys. Hell, he was older than Byron who wanted to be his Daddy.

“You have a lot to offer both those boys. Jace and Grant are also two of your best friends,” Byron continued. “You don’t need to worry about being here. They want you here. I want you here.”

Okay. That was nice to hear especially the last part. Mitch didn’t want to want Byron but was helpless to push him away.

“Now did you bring some play clothes?”

Biting his lip Mitch slid the leather backpack off his shoulder and let his dangle from his hand. He didn’t have much but what he did have was all his. Mitch had never had a Daddy, not even casually, so he’d never had anyone to buy his clothes or toys.

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