Page 32 of Lost Boy

“I’m glad you like it,” Byron said. “It’s peaceful. I have no neighbors close by which is just how I like it.”

He bent down. “Let me get your shoes.”

“I can do it!” Mitch began to crouch.

“Boy,” Byron barked. “Whose feet are these?”

“Uh, yours?”

“That’s right,” Byron responded. “Mine. Just like every other inch of you. Now lift your foot.”

“Okay, sorry.”

“It’s okay.” Byron removed Mitch’s shoes and socks. He put them by the wall and rose. “Let’s go to the bedroom.” He held out his hand.

Mitch gazed around as they strolled through the house.

Byron’s bedroom was in the back of the house. He had two glass doors that opened out into his beautiful backyard and the Jacuzzi on the deck. He’d opened the curtain so Mitch would be able to see the space.

He was showing off to his boy.

Byron needed Mitch to want to drive out of the city to see him.

“Lay on the bed,” Byron requested.

Mitch walked to the bed although he kept looking out into the yard.

“I’ll take you out back later,” Byron told him. “First let me get you changed.”

Mitch shifted from foot to foot. “I need to use the bathroom please.”

Byron nodded. “Is that how you ask?”

Mitch bit his lip before dropping his head. “Daddy? Will you take me to the potty?”

“Good boy.” Bryon joined him by the bed. He dropped a kiss to the top of Mitch’s head. “Come along.”

Byron ushered Mitch into the adjoining bathroom. He walked Mitch to the toilet before stepping behind him. He undid Mitch’s belt and pants then let them drop to the floor.

“Step out,” he ordered.

Once the pants were off Byron picked them up off the floor and laid them out on the counter.

Mitch wore a small pair of black briefs. Unable to resist he squeezed Mitch’s ass before removing the undies. He laid them on top of Mitch’s pants.

Reaching around his boy’s body Byron lifted his jacket and shirt while grasping his cock with his right hand. He pointed Mitch’s dick to the toilet.

“Go ahead.”

Face red Mitch stood for several moments before he began to urinate. They’d done this a few times over the weekend and Byron loved it. Once Mitch was finished Byron gave his shaft a shake then released him.

“Turn please.”

Mitch turned and Byron removed the rest of his clothing. The suit jacket, button-down shirt, and undershirt. He placed each piece of clothing on the counter. He reached around Mitch to flush the toilet before taking his boy to the sink.

“Let’s get our hands washed up.” Byron turned on the water, tested the temperature, then took Mitch’s hands in his.

By the time Byron was drying Mitch’s hands Mitch was leaning his entire body against Byron.

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