Page 46 of Lost Boy

“Did you have a good day?” Byron asked.

Mitch shook his head. He didn’t want to talk about it though. I just wanted to be his Daddy’s boy.

“Do you need me, boy?”

“So much,” Mitch murmured. “Please.”

“Good boy.” Byron patted his bottom. “Go into the bedroom, get undressed, and wait for me. The casserole needs about twenty minutes to set.”

Mitch hurried into the bedroom to follow Byron’s orders. He quickly slipped out of his clothes and laid them across the chair in the corner. He’d put them in the dry cleaning bag later. He wanted to be ready for his Daddy.

Byron nodded with approval when he saw Mitch standing next to the bed with his hands behind his back and his cock hard.

“You seemed surprised to see me,” Byron said. “Didn’t you get my messages?”

Mitch shook his head. “My phone died. I’ve been having trouble with the battery.”

“Well, I hope this is a good surprise.”

“The best,” Mitch replied. “I needed you so bad. I almost drove to your house but I have that meeting in the morning, so I came home. But as soon as I was in the elevator, I regretted it. I was just going to grab some clothes and call you.”

“I’m glad you wanted to see me so much, but this will be easier for your morning,” Byron told him.

“Thank you for coming,” Mitch said sincerely.

“I’ll always be here for you. Now lay on the bed and let me take care of you.”

Mitch stretched out peering up at Byron.

“Hands behind your head,” Byron ordered.

Mitch did so.

“Such a good boy.” Byron crawled between his legs. He kissed Mitch’s inner thigh before wrapping his hand around Mitch’s erection.

Byron pumped Mitch’s cock several times before he closed his lips around the mushroom head. Mitch tried to buck up, but Byron’s free arm went across his stomach and held him down.

His Daddy wasn’t playing around.

Byron immediately deep throated him sucking hard.

Mitch cried out as he tried to move his hips again. It was no use though. Mitch was totally in Byron’s control. Just the way he liked it.

Mitch’s butt scratched against his comforter waking the soreness from his morning spankings. It had been much easier to get up and dressed for the day when Byron had reddened his ass that morning.

Byron hadn’t let him slip into subspace again that morning, but Mitch understood. He’d had to go to work. But Mitch wished the weekend hadn’t flown by so fast. Every minute with Byron seemed too short.

Using his tongue Byron was able to have Mitch begging in no time.

“Please! Please let me come!

Byron lifted his head. His lips were shiny. “Come in my mouth boy. Give it to Daddy.”

Mitch nodded frantically.

Byron dropped back down and swallowed him deeply. This time Byron allowed Mitch to buck up.

Mitch grabbed his own hair and yelled as he came.

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