Page 52 of Lost Boy

“Push your sweats and pullups down to your ankles and kicked them off.”

Mitch’s shirt wasn’t long enough to cover his erection.

“Back up straddling the chair.”

Mitch stepped back until Byron grasped his hips.

“Good boy. Now put your hands down on the bottom of the chair.”

Mitch bent giving Byron the unobstructed view of his boy’s hole. Byron leaned forward and licked up Mitch’s crack.

Mitch cried out.

Byron smacked his ass. “Do I need to stuff your paci in your mouth to keep you quiet?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

Byron laughed. Luckily, he still had Mitch’s pacifier in his pocket from earlier. He pulled it out.

“Here boy.”

Mitch reached back smiling. He stuck his pacifier in his mouth before pushing his ass back toward Byron.

Byron smacked his other cheek.

Mitch grunted.

Holding Mitch’s ass cheeks open he blew across the boy’s hole before giving him another lick.

He opened Mitch up slowly. Using his tongue then fingers. By the time Mitch was rocking back into him, Byron knew his boy was close to coming. He pulled the lube from his pocket and slicked up his cock.

“Sit up.”

Mitch pushed himself up off the bottom of the chair.

Byron held the base of his cock.

“Slowly fill yourself with Daddy’s dick. I want to feel you taking every inch of me.”

Mitch lowered himself down, inch by inch until he was resting his ass on Byron’s crotch.

Byron dropped the blanket over Mitch’s lap.

His boy would still get his public scene. There was no question what they were doing. But he’d also have so barrier so hide behind.

Byron gripped his boy’s hips. “Now ride Daddy’s cock. Make me come.”

Mitch lifted himself using his knees before he dropped back down.

It didn’t take long for Mitch to find a speed and rhythm that he liked. He rode Byron hard.

Byron ran his hands under Mitch’s t-shirt. He brushed his thumbs over Mitch’s nipples.

“That’s it, baby,” Byron grunted. “Ride Daddy’s cock. Show all your neighbors what a good boy you are at pleasing your Daddy.”

Mitch groaned low. He was sucking so hard on his pacifier that Byron could hear the suction.

“Such a good boy,” he praised.

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