Page 43 of Lost Boy

As he and Grant batted ideas back and forth on just how to find the guy Byron pressed the tip of his finger against Mitch’s hole.

Mitch stiffened.

Byron didn’t stop.

He pushed harder until his finger was inside, up to Byron’s second knuckle.

His boy was trying so hard to remain calm. Like he wasn’t getting fingered while playing cars.

Byron sawed his finger in and out of Mitch’s hole until Mitch started to sway. He added a second finger.

Mitch shook trying to hold back. Byron wanted to smile. His boy was doing pretty good for his first public scene.

Mitch leaned closer. “Daddy?”

Byron turned his head. “Yes, boy?”

“What… what… do I do?”

“Do?” he asked. He knew what Mitch was wondering but he’d make his boy ask.

Mitch flushed then leaned even closer. “When your finger is inside my special place.”

“My finger?” Mitch tapped his free hand on the table. “Is where?”

“Not that one,” Mitch said with a huff.

In retaliation, Byron pegged Mitch’s prostate three times hard.

Mitch jerked, a whelp was barely audible.

“You don’t do anything,” Byron answered.

“But.” Mitch glanced around. “You’re playing with my ass. In the middle of the club.”

“It’s not in the middle of the club,” Byron pointed out. He scissored his fingers. “If you want, I can bend you over the table where everyone can see.”

Mitch shuddered.

Soon, his boy wasn’t ready for that extreme of a scene but soon. “Now go back to playing. Caleb is waiting for you.”

When Mitch turned back to his friend, Caleb handed him a Barbie. Mitch accepted it before putting her in the middle of the table. She was the flag girl to start the race apparently.

Byron glanced at Grant and received a wink.

Yeah, he didn’t think he was hiding anything from Grant but then again not much got past the detective.

Byron merely grinned as Grant asked if he’d heard from Jace.

Jace and Avery were still in California where Avery was getting spoiled during his first vacation.

As he and Grant continued talking Byron finally added a third finger.

He was pushing Mitch now. It would be hard for Mitch to concentrate. In fact, Mitch grunted, and Caleb peered at him.

“Are you okay?” Caleb asked concerned.

Mitch nodded as Byron pegged his prostate again two more times.

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