Page 16 of Lost Boy

“I know what a BDSM contract looks like. I’ve made up quite a few at the club.”

“I’m aware since the contract was given to me by Master Finn. And don’t be rude.”

“Sorry.” Mitch dropped his gaze.

“It’s okay boy. I’m just outlining everything for you. Since you happen to be a lawyer, I believe that having the signed contract will help you feel secure in our relationship.”

“And you’ll be okay with that? A contract?”

More than. Mitch was willing to try and Byron was proud of him. “I’m a patient man. I’ve been waiting for you to reach this moment. I’m not going anywhere unless that is what you decide. So yes, I’m totally okay with putting our agreement in writing.” Byron had started working on the contract after the playdate at Jace’s house. He’d seen glimpses of the boy Mitch could be. Byron believed he knew what would help Mitch thrive.

“That’s…” Mitch gazed up at him. “That’s what I need. Having the contract. That would help.”

“I’m glad. Not only will you know exactly what will be expected of you, but you’ll be giving me full consent. As a lawyer I don’t have to tell you to read the contract carefully, do I?”

Mitch chuckled. “No, I’d never signed anything that I haven’t thoroughly read.”

“Good boy.” Byron cupped Mitch’s face. “It’s okay to be scared. If you have questions we’ll talk through them. But you will be giving up control to me. It’s what you need and what I want. I’m going to own you boy.”

Mitch sighed. “Don’t give up on me.” He wrapped his slender fingers around Byron’s wrist. “I want this so bad.”

“Baby.” Byron kissed his forehead. “There is no chance I’ll give up on you.”

“Thank you…Daddy.”

There was no way Byron could hide his reaction to Mitch whispering that sweet title. Daddy. That’s the fantasy Byron had been having for months now. His cock twitched under Mitch's ass as he was filled with contentment. “Welcome boy.”

“What do we do now?” Mitch asked.

“Right now? You’ll finish playing while I clean up. After I’m done, you’ll put the toys away then come cuddle on the couch with me as we watch television. I’ll put you to bed tonight and tomorrow I’ll call you. You will answer my call. You will also look over the contract. That’s all you need to know for now. Nothing for you to worry about.”

“Okay.” Mitch leaned against his chest and Byron hugged him. He was so glad he’d been in the coffee shop to see his boy. Mitch was finally ready.

Mitch

Mitch yawned around his paci as the movie he and Byron were watching ended.

“I think it’s time to get my boy to bed,” Byron announced patting Mitch’s bottom.

Mitch didn’t want to move. He loved being held in Byron’s arms. Byron was so strong. It felt like Byron could just wrap Mitch up and stop the world from invading their space. Now that he’d decided to turn over control to Byron there was a sense of peace inside him that Mitch had never felt before.

“Up you go,” Byron ordered. He helped Mitch stand. “Go potty, brush your teeth, and I’ll be in to tuck you in. I’ll turn off all the lights.”

“You aren’t staying?”

“Not tonight.” Byron shook his head. “I want you to wake up rested and feeling good. You have the contract to look at in the morning. We’ll discuss more once you’ve reviewed it.”

Mitch had been shocked when Byron had first brought up the contract. Jace and Grant didn’t have one with their boys. Which made Mitch wonder if Byron knew Mitch craved a firmer hand than his friends. In his fantasies, Mitch’s Daddy didn’t let him get away with anything. He was also turned on by what most people would think was weird. Blushing, as his thoughts traveled to the desires he’d never shared with even his closest friends he shuffled his feet on his way to the bathroom.

“Don’t dawdle,” Byron called out. “You only have a few minutes.

Mitch picked up the pace. He left the bathroom door open. Just in case Byron wanted to watch him. Mitch thought that was sexy. He pulled his lounge pants and pull-ups down to his thighs then grasped his dick. He’d been hard all fucking night and had to resist stroking himself.

Instead, Mitch waited for the erection to go down.

He didn’t feel Byron walk up behind him until Byron settled his hands on Mitch’s hips.

“Having trouble going?” Byron asked softly.

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