Page 37 of Lost Boy

“Mitch?” Byron cooed. “It’s time to wake up.”

“I don’t want to,” Mitch mumbled into the pillow. “You wore me out.”

Byron chuckled before he slid his hand down Mitch’s neck, back, then under the pullups that Mitch still wore. He squeezed Mitch’s butt cheek.

Mitch grunted. Byron might indeed be obsessed with his ass.

“You can take a nap later before we go to the club,” Byron told him.

Mitch lifted his head to peer over his shoulder at Byron. “The club?”

“I spoke to Grant. We’re going to meet him and Caleb at the club. It’s the first time Caleb is dressing up so Grant asked if we could go for support.”

“My shoes are at my condo,” Mitch said sadly. He wanted to wear his new shoes and show them to Caleb. Caleb would appreciate the light-up Transformer tennis shoes.

Byron nodded. “I thought after breakfast we could go by your condo and pick up a few things. Get you some clothes for the weekend and a suit for Monday morning.”

“I’m staying here for the weekend?” He wanted that. He hoped. But Byron hadn’t said anything the night before.

“I’d like you too,” Byron admitted. “I think a weekend as my boy would help you deal with work on Monday.”

Mitch was already nodding. That was exactly what Mitch needed. He’d almost made it through the entire week before the nauseous feeling had returned.

“Great.” Byron pulled his hand out of Mitch’s pull-up. “You need to get up then.”

Mitch groaned. He was warm and comfy.

Byron didn’t seem very sympathetic though. He rose then yanked the blankets off Mitch. In just his pull-up Mitch had no barrier against the cold air.

“Up you go!” Byron clapped his hands then picked Mitch up.

Mitch flailed around but Byron simply carried Mitch to the bathroom. He set Mitch down on his feet in front of the toilet.

Yanking Mitch’s pull-up down his legs and off Byron then wrapped his hand around Mitch’s semi-hard cock. He’d gotten to come twice the previous night but being around Byron had him constantly aroused.

“Go ahead and pee,” Byron told him.

It was getting easier. Allowing Byron to hold his dick when he needed to urinate. Every single time they were together Byron insisted on holding his cock for him. Once Mitch was done Byron flushed for him before leading him to the sink.

Byron washed Mitch’s hands, dried them, then picked up a new toothbrush. He even brushed Mitch’s teeth for him. There wasn’t anything that Mitch had to do. Mitch was allowed to lean against Byron as his Daddy cared for him.

Mitch couldn’t imagine life getting any better than this.

“I’ll get your bath ready for you after we get your morning spanking taken care of.”

“Morning spanking?” Damn, and his cock was filling again.

“I decided that every morning we wake up together, here or in your condo, you should start the day with a light spanking. It will help center you for the day. You’ll know that Daddy is here if you need anything.”

Perfect, how had Byron turned out to be such a perfect Daddy for him?

Mitch was older, should have been wiser, but Byron just knew what Mitch needed.

Byron led Mitch back into the bedroom. He sat on the mattress and patted his lap. Mitch wasted no time laying across Byron’s legs.

Byron started massaging his cheeks. Praising Mitch for being such a good boy. Mitch closed his eyes as he sunk into feeling.

The first strike had him tensing. Byron murmured some more. The words didn’t matter though. Just the fact that Byron was close by was all Mitch cared about. They were starting a routine. That meant that Byron really did plan to stick around.

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