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Chapter 110: A Rather Dirty Bargain

Chapter 110: A Rather Dirty Bargain

The Clothing Store, Sparkwell Ave Mall, N. Sparkwell Ave, Baltiney, New York...

      From the moment they entered the clothing section, all eyes appeared to have been on them, which made Dean's stomach churn given his lack of enjoyment of such full-on attention from anyone who had not been Ken Ryker directly. It had been a strange little paradox when it came to him, he'd been more than willing to sell his body to strangers as a means of scratching an insufferable itch as far as his need for sex had been concerned and the indescribable craving since the moment he'd ridden his first cock, but he wasn't much for casual conversation with anyone aside from Ken himself when it all came down to it. Valencia had possibly picked up on how timid he'd been but was determined to assist Ken and keep him out of the sanatarium by any means.

Ken seemed to be in his element, as people stared at him, his infamous reputation be it from when he'd been Ryker Kennison saving those from the flight wreck and taking on the airlines in court or when he'd been up to no good given his newfound lease on life as Ken Ryker partying the night away and closing rapid business deals in the wake of all the things that happened to him since awakening from his accident. Either way, Ken wasn't intimidated by people watching and whispering about him.

He'd been his usual take-charge self as he moved about the seemingly endless racks of clothes instructing a rather nervous and timid Dean to follow him as he carefully selected what he believed would be fitting for a young man of Dean's age, build, and height when it came to giving the lad a fighting chance at some form of popularity despite his outward demeanor when he'd finally attended school.

From Dean's perspective, the clothes had not been too bad, and not as far from his brand of personal taste as he anticipated. He had liked their look and, eventually, the feel of them when Ken forced him to hold out his arms and carry the many selected outfits as he pulled from the rack without regard for who'd been watching him. The sales clerk, a young woman in her early twenties had not taken her eyes off them since their arrival as she and a fellow young adult co-worker attempted to gather why Ken had taken such an active interest in the likes of a timid younger boy like Dean Hudson.

Ken had merely been a casual shopper, all the implication of being a father back to school shopping for his young and timid son as far as the blonde clerk had been concerned. Dean had known better and it was one of the few times where his age had given him pause when it came to being seen in public with a wealthy older man like Ken Ryker. He had already felt so small and insignificant when wrapped in the older man's arms but also wanted and needed. However, the comforts of their home had been far from the open shopping mall, and once more, the lad had been feeling a bit uneasy about all the undue attention he'd been getting.

Attention had usually led to unwanted things happening to Dean such as being bullied for his size and stature, he'd been on the receiving end of being kidnapped and drugged by strange men more powerful than he could have ever imagined, even Clint Hudson had managed to have his way with the lad on more than one occasion. His nerves once more getting the better of him, Dean felt his body tremble and sweat began to pour off him in waves. Ken's keen dark eyes observed him momentarily before he walked toward him and motioned for the blonde clerk.

"Hey I need a moment to talk to my boy, he's kind of shy and in need of a changing station any idea where that might be?" he asked rather casually.

"It's down the aisle and to your left sir." replied the blonde who had appeared to have been focused on other things despite Dean's innate paranoia when it came to people judging him.

"Thanks," replied Ken casually.

He escorted Dean, who had been quite flushed and trembling despite his embarrassing moment of believing the young clerk had been out to get him as if she'd been jaws lurking in deep water at the beach.