Page 75 of Lost Boy

“Everyone in this room can see how much you love choking on my dick.”

Mitch's hands relaxed against Byron’s hips. His boy giving up all power and not even trying to control the blow job any longer.

“Daddy’s little cock slut,” Byron repeated. He was getting the best reactions from that phrase.

“Are you humping the air?” Byron questioned. “You think Daddy is going to let you come?”

A whine.

“Only good little boys get to come. Are you a good boy? Or are you a dirty boy?”

Byron tightened his grip in Mitch’s hair then pulled him forward as the plunged deep. He slid down Mitch’s tightening throat before he withdrew. He let his boy gulp in the air before he went just as deep again.

The entire time Byron kept his gaze on Mitch’s fingers looking for the signal that Mitch couldn’t take anymore.

He could.

Mitch could take everything Byron gave him.

When he was ready to come, Byron scooted to the edge of the chair. He held Mitch’s head still as he hammered the boy’s throat. As he began to come, he shoved his entire cock inside, holding Mitch hard against his stomach.

Mitch tried to pull back but Byron didn’t relent.

He gently rocked until he was done. Only then did he slowly pull out of Mitch’s mouth. His boy’s breathing was ragged as he dropped into Byron’s lap.

Byron petted his boy’s hair and looked over in time to see Colin paint the floor with his seed.

Stone grunted coming inside his pup’s mouth as Cole stroked himself to completion his come landing on Colin’s back.

Looked like Mitch had gotten them all worked up. That was how sexy his boy was.

“You okay?” Byron asked his boy. He raised Mitch’s chin.

Mitch blinked up at him. He graced Byron with a beautiful smile.

“That good?”

Mitch nodded.

Byron reached down and cupped Mitch’s erection. “You want to come?”

“Yes.”

“If you want to come it will be in front of everyone,” Byron warned.

Mitch closed his eyes. “Were they watching?”

“Yes, boy.”

“And…” He blushed. “Did they like it?”

“Well since everyone but you in our group came, I’d say they loved it.” Byron turned Mitch’s face. He saw Mitch’s eyes widened. “I think more came downstairs as well.”

“That’s hot,” Mitch whispered.

“If you think that’s hot, you should have seen yourself. Damn boy, I’m already hard again.”

Mitch reached into Byron's lap and fumbled with Byron dick. Byron hadn’t gone all the way soft.

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