Page 45 of His Stepdad Wears Leather

As the war waged inside him, they pulled off on the next exit and almost immediately turned into a Target parking lot.

“I know it’s a big-box store, but it’s the only place I can think of that might have a bathing suit. They usually start stocking them early.”

Target worked for Noah. He had limited funds, and that store was usually fairly priced, from the few times he’d been into one. They parked, entered, and he made a beeline for the men’s clothing section. Luckily, there was a display of board shorts near the front. He started peering through them.

Brody sidled up beside him. “Wrong bathing suits.”

Noah glanced up at him with a frown. “What?”

Brody moved to another rack that was filled with tiny little Speedo-type suits. He lifted a bright blue pair. “How about these?”

“You want me to wearthose?”Noah walked over and removed them from Brody’s hand. “In public?”

Brody leaned his head closer to Noah’s ear. “This coming from the guy who wanted to be caught with my dick up his ass.”

Noah’s face flamed. “Yeah… but that’s different.”

“How?”

Noah eyed the tiny bathing suit. “I don’t know… It just is.” The thought of wearing next to nothing while working at the bar had him a bit discombobulated. He’d be a piece of meat. A sudden smile came to his lips, and he grabbed it and checked the size. “This one’s too small.” He fished through the suits and found one in his. “This one should do.”

“Oh, now you’re going to wear it?”

Noah eyed Brody. “If you’re fine with showing your boy’s body to the whole world, then I guess I’ll have to be okay with it, too. Don’t get mad when they treat me like a piece of meat.”

Brody’s smile faded. “Maybe we should go with the board shorts.”

“No, no… you wanted a bikini, so you get a bikini.” He headed for the cash registers.

Brody grabbed his arm to stop him. An evil smile stretched his handsome face. “Fine. But if you truly want to be a piece of meat, you should getthis one.” He lifted up a smaller version of what Noah had in his hand.

“That’ll barely cover my ass cheeks.”

“Exactly,”Brody answered devilishly. He snatched the pair from Noah’s hand and tossed over the new itty-bitty bikini. “Let’s show off that piece of meat properly.”

His bluff seen through, Noah lifted his chin in an attempt not to appear thwarted. “Fine.”

Brody’s smug smile almost caused him to laugh.

“While we’re here, do you need anything else?”

Everything,Noah thought to himself. “Nah. I’m good.”

“How many pairs of underwear do you have? Socks? T-shirts? Toiletries?”

Noah shrugged. “Enough for now.”

Brody shook his head. “Come on… let’s get you some basics. So you don’t have to wash clothes every other day.”

“Later. After I work for a while, then I can get that stuff.”

Brody took a step closer, closing the gap. “Daddies take care of their boys.”

Noah swallowed thickly. Guilt assailed him. “We have no idea where this is leading. You said so yourself.”

“Everything you own in the world fits into a small duffel. Iwantto help you.”

Noah eyed him, the guilt swamping him. He sensed if he fought Brody, it might not end well. Eventually, he’d have to buy a few things anyway. “Only if you let me repay you once I get working.”

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