Page 27 of Lost Boy

“More?”

He’d remembered the day they’d first connected as Daddy and Boy. He removed the shoebox from another bag. He handed the box to Mitch.

Mitch clutched it. “It’s… is it?”

“Open it,” Byron urged.

Mitch shook his head. “You bought me my shoes?”

“I did.”

“Why?” Byron’s eyes filled with tears.

“Because they were meant for you.”

Mitch rubbed his fingertips over the top of the box.

Byron leaned closer. “Do you want to see them.”

“I don’t know,” Mitch said. “I want them so much.”

“You don’t have to want any longer,” Byron said. “They’re all yours.”

“Mine.”

Byron had to pry the shoebox from Mitch’s hands. He opened it up and Mitch thrust his hand inside. “My shoes!”

“Can you make them light up?” Byron requested.

“Yes!” Mitch laughed as he hit the bottom of the shoe against the opposite palm. The sides lit up in red, blue, and yellow.

“Cool!” Byron said.

Mitch nodded. “So awesome!” He held the shoes to his chest.

Byron didn’t know how he was going to get Mitch to put them down.

“Thank you,” Mitch whispered. “Thank you so much.”

Byron carded his fingers through Mitch’s hair. “Of course, boy.”

Mitch knee walked closer until he was between Byron’s legs with his head on Byron’s lap.

“Tired boy.”

“I just want to stay like this and relax. Just for a little bit,” Mitch said.

“That’s fine,” Byron said stroking Mitch’s hair.

Mitch closed his eyes as he continued to hold his shoes to his chest. After several long quiet minutes, Mitch smacked his lips.

“Do you want your paci?”

Mitch shook his head. “Daddy cock. Please.”

Pleased Byron took his cock out. He tapped Mitch’s lips since his boy still had his eyes closed.

Mitch opened his mouth and took the mushroom head of Byron’s shaft into his mouth. He suckled gently.

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