Page 77 of Lost Boy

Mitch jerked and yelled.

“Are they looking at you?” Byron asked. “Did you get their attention.”

“Oh God,” Mitch dropped his head back. “Yes.”

“They all want to see my boy take his Daddy’s cock like a good little cock slut.”

“The boy,” Mitch panted. “The one with the bottle up his ass.”

Byron pounded into him. “What about him?”

“He’s on his hands and knees now. Facing me. He’s licking his lips as he watches me.”

“Another dirty boy,” Byron commented.

“The man pulled the bottle out of him but he’s lubing something else up. The boy, he’s humping the floor.”

Mitch’s excitement had his voice growing. His explanations were doing more than turning just him on.

The intimate club was turning into a fucking orgy.

Cole had moved Colin onto a chair where he plowed him from behind. Stone kissing Cole’s neck as he shoved his fingers into Colin’s mouth.

“Daddy’s going to fill you with his come. I’m going to let you walk around with my come running down your legs. Everyone is going to know what a good boy you are.”

“Daddy!” Mitch shouted.

Mitch wasn’t the only one that came. Around them, Byron could hear many sounds of completion. He fucked Mitch through his orgasm then let himself come.

Still buried inside his boy Byron hugged him tightly.

Mitch’s breath was coming out in short bursts.

Byron ran his hand up and down Mitch’s back until he was breathing evenly. Only then did he relax his hold. He brought his mouth to Mitch’s ear so only his boy could hear him.

“Look around the room sweet boy,” Byron said. “All these men and boys have kinks similar to yours. You are not wrong or a freak for what turns you on.”

“There are more people in here than I first thought,” Mitch murmured.

“That’s right,” Byron responded. “This whole club is filled with kinky men. And no one was disgusted with you. Hell, they were turned on. Because of you boy. Because you are so damn sexy.”

Mitch sat up. “Thank you. Thank you for showing me this.”

“You are so very welcome.” It wasn’t something that they would do a lot. A scene like this was a lot for his boy to handle. It wasn’t about the sex they shared.

Yes, the sex had been fantastic, but it’d been more about showing Mitch that his desires weren’t something to be ashamed of.

His boy could be kinky, or dirty, or sweet, and soft. It didn’t matter. They’d explore their desires together.

As long as they were together that was all that mattered.

“Why don’t we get dressed and head back to the cabin? Daddy will bath you and put you to bed.”

“That sounds perfect. We’ll come back before we leave?”

“Absolutely,” Byron replied.

Mitch nuzzled his chest. “I’m not going to want these two weeks to end.”

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