Page 51 of Lost Boy

“I have plenty of money in the bank. And I have you. If I have a job that I actually enjoy my life will be pretty much perfect.”

Byron hugged his boy tight. “Smart decision baby.”

“We should celebrate!” Mitch announced.

“Oh yeah? And how would you like to celebrate?”

“You decide,” Mitch told him. “You have the best ideas.”

Byron nodded. He could give his boy something special. “Go out on the balcony and wait for me.”

“Like this?” Byron looked down at his sweats and t-shirt.

“Trust me, boy. Go wait for Daddy.”

Mitch nodded before making his way to the balcony door. The curtains were still open from earlier.

Byron went around the condo and turned off all the lights. He grabbed the blanket off the back of the couch they’d been using earlier. There was a lamp on a small table to the side of the glass doors. Byron clicked it on the lowest setting.

He stepped out onto the patio. Mitch stood with his back to Byron as he peered out to the river. There was one building nearby but other than that the river stretched out in front of him.

“Where’s the apartment you like to watch?”

“Same floor as mine. Three windows to the south.”

Unfortunately, the lights were off to that particular apartment. It was late.

“I’m going to make you come out here for all the world to see,” Byron warned. “Everyone will know what we’re doing.”

Mitch shuddered.

“If you don’t want that you need to tell me right now. I can take you to bed and love you all night long instead. You’ll still get your celebration.”

“No, please. I want this.”

Byron just had to be sure. Mitch wanted to do scenes in public. At least in theory. Byron would make sure Mitch was comfortable with what happened. Although Byron read his boy well, he wasn’t too worried.

Byron sat on one of the lounge chairs. He adjusted the back to he was propped up but still reclined. He pulled his cock out of his sweats.

“Come over here and get Daddy hard like a good boy.”

Mitch hurried over and dropped to his knees. That wouldn’t do.

“Lay between my legs,” he ordered. “I don’t want your knees hurt.”

Mitch carefully climbed up on the lounge and settled between Byron’s legs. Without using his hands Mitch took Byron’s shaft in his mouth. He started to suck, bobbing up and down, as Byron reached down rolled his own balls.

Mitch slurped as he devoured Byron’s cock. Saliva dripped down Byron’s cock as Mitch gave him a messy blow job. His boy was so excited that he was having trouble concentrating.

Once Byron was hard, which didn’t take long, he tapped Mitch’s head.

“Stand up,” Byron ordered.

Mitch pulled back slowly then rose.

“Turn around.”

Mitch faced out.

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