Page 28 of For the Love of a Boy

Chapter Nine

Seth angled his body first one way, then the next, as he stared at himself in the hotel room mirror. He wished the glass extended all the way to the floor, because he couldn’t see his entire club outfit. And standing back far enough from the counter the mirror was above didn’t work either. The most he’d been able to see was halfway down his legs. He turned to the side again then peered over his shoulder.

They’re so tight.

Daddy had said the black, slim fit slacks were stunning on him, but he wasn’t so sure. Not only could you see everything, but they had a slight shimmer that made them very flashy. He’d never considered wearing anything so daring before. Not that he didn’t think they were nice. His concern was more related to how they looked on him.

The shirt was another matter. While the deep, wine-colored button up garment was just as showy as the pants, Seth was entranced by it. He ran his fingers down the shiny, silky front. Woven into the fabric was what Daddy had described as a herringbone pattern. Whatever the design was called, Seth thought the dress shirt looked sophisticated.

Seth’s eyes snapped up to meet his own reflecting back at him. His shoulders slumped. Maybe the shirt was sophisticated… So far, keeping his self-deprecating remarks to himself since they’d arrived in Portland—and when he’d been trying on clothes—had been a true test of strength. A slight flush went to his cheeks. However, having Daddy ooh and ahh over him all day had been worth it.

The door to the bathroom opened and his nude Daddy stepped out, a burst of steam following in his wake. He smiled as he regarded Seth while toweling off.

“Gorgeous. Are you feeling more comfortable now that you have the whole outfit on?”

Seth touched his fingers to the open collar and glanced down at the shiny, burgundy ankle boots. Because his pant legs were so narrow and ended at the top of his shoes, the silver star embellishments on the outside of the boots were visible.

He glanced up to see Daddy scrutinizing him with clear approval. The shopping excursion hadn’t been easy. He’d done his best not to shoot down every suggestion Daddy had made, but the only thing dressy he’d ever worn was an ill-fitted, second hand, plain black suit for weddings and funerals. Other than that, his only attire had been T-shirts and jeans—with a sweater and jacket for the wintertime. Bright colors or anything with leather, no matter how conservative, had been a no-go for him.

Seth allowed his gaze to drift to the black leather pants Daddy had laid out on the bed for himself to wear. His old ones at home had been a bit snug—which hadn’t pleased Daddy very much—and had a small tear he hadn’t noticed the last time he’d worn them. So, while they’d been shopping for Seth, Daddy had indulged himself in a couple new things as well.

Seth might not be interested in wearing leather but was very interested in Daddy wearing it. The pants made Daddy’s behind look amazing.

“Well?” Daddy grinned. “What do you think, baby? Because you take my breath away.”

“Um, I don’t know about that last part, but it’s a beautiful outfit.” He glanced in the mirror. “And it’s really okay to wear the collar open like this, without a tie?”

“More than okay.” Daddy patted his ass on his way back to the bathroom. He draped the towel over the shower curtain rod. “I’m gonna powder myself so I can shimmy my way into those tight as fuck things, then it shouldn’t take me much longer after that to finish getting ready. Then we can go, all right?”

Seth checked his reflection again. He had to quit gawking at himself or he’d end up becoming vain. He was starting to believe the clothes looked good on him after all.

Daddy washed the powder residue off his hands, dried them thoroughly then approached Seth. He rested his palms on Seth’s hips, the touch light, as if he was being careful not to mess up Seth’s outfit. If dressing up made Daddy not want to hug him close or caress him the way he usually did, Seth didn’t think he’d want to wear those kinds of clothes again.

Daddy inclined his head. “Are you still nervous?”

Seth didn’t see the point in pretending. “Very nervous.”

“We don’t have to go. Remember, your safeword isn’t only for sex.”

Seth shook his head. “No, I want to see what the club is like. I knew I’d be freaking out a little, but that’s okay. I’m tired of being afraid of things all the time.”

Daddy leaned in for a soft kiss. Seth moved his lips over Daddy’s, each of them taking turns tasting each other before Daddy leaned back.

“You’re so strong and brave. I’m very proud of you.”

He let go of Seth and made his way to the bed where he retrieved the leather pants. Seth watched in fascination as Daddy wiggled into the snug garment. He was even wearing them without any underwear. Seth licked his lips once Daddy had them all the way on. Daddy’s thick cock was smashed against one thigh, visibly outlined by the tight leather. Everyone would see. The more pressing problem was how he was firming up in his own pants. Without the cock cage, his dick seemed to be getting hard every time the wind blew.

Daddy ran a hand over his close-shaved head then regarded Seth. He chuckled. “That was a workout all by itself.” Daddy gave Seth what could best be described as a leer. “Do I get at least one dance with my sexy boy tonight?”

Seth gave a shaky laugh. “Yeah. I want to try.”

Excitement thrummed under his skin. He couldn’t predict how they night would turn out, what new things he might experience, but that was fine. Daddy would be by his side.

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By the time they’d reached Club Surrender, Seth was so wound-up, he hoped he didn’t make a fool of himself. Sure, he was still stressed about going to such a strange place—at least, for him it was strange—but his curiosity had taken over. Then there was the thrill of being with Daddy out in the open. They could hold hands, kiss, dance and even better, he could say Malcolm was his Daddy out loud and no one would care.

The streets were crowded even though the night was cold. At least the rain had stopped—he didn’t want to ruin his new leather shoes. Seth snuggled up to Daddy as they waited near the front door for Nate and Tina to arrive. Daddy kept an arm around him even though he was wearing his new suede jacket. There might not be any rain, but that didn’t keep the wind at bay. They weren’t far from the Columbia River, either. That seemed to make the wind stronger and chillier.

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