Finding Absolution by Carol Lynne

stairs. He’d obviously been listening to at least part of their conversation.
    “It’s okay,” Van said, trying to prevent an argument. He looked at Bill and shook his head. “To answer your question, not yet, but I’m getting there.”
    Jon came down the steps with a towel wrapped around his waist. “Please stop,” he begged his grandpa. “You’re embarrassing me.”
    “I’m sorry. That wasn’t my intention,” Bill replied. “I’ve waited a long time for you to find someone who makes you happy. I got carried away.”
    Jon placed his hands on either side of Bill’s face and leant forward to kiss the top of his head. “I love you, but no more asking Van personal questions. Okay?”
    “You’d better get some clothes on,” Bill ordered.
    “Sorry, Van. I’ll be right back.” Jon turned to go up the staircase.
    After Jon was out of sight, Van could tell Bill was uncomfortable. He decided to set the man’s mind at ease. “Jon’s lucky to have you.”
    “I’m the lucky one. I was selfish letting him come back here, but I needed him so much…” Bill cleared his throat. “It’s not about the farm. It’s about Jon and what he brings with him when he steps through that door every evening.” He looked over his shoulder, obviously making sure Jon was nowhere around. “You won’t find a better man.”
    Van nodded. “I’m beginning to see that.”
     
    * * * *
     
    The moment they were out of the house, Jon reached for Van’s hand. “Let’s skip the rodeo and go back to your room at the lodge.”
    “I rented a room at the Buck Wild, so we can do both if you want.”
    “The Buck Wild?” Jon chuckled. “That’s a motel for hunters.”
    “I know it’s not as fancy as the Tall Pines, but it’s closer to you. That’s all I care about.” They reached the truck and Van opened the driver’s side door.
    Before climbing in, Jon pressed himself against Van. “I don’t care where the room is as long as we can be together.” Shielded from the house by the open door, Jon grew bolder. He reached down and palmed Van’s cock. “You drive.”
    Van groaned. “Get in.”
    Jon climbed in and slid over to make room for Van. “Do we need to go by the store?”
    Van started the truck. “Shit. No, but the supplies are in the Jeep.” He jumped out and jogged towards his vehicle.
    Jon lowered the zipper on his jeans just enough to give Van a peek at red satin and lace. Although lovers in the past had put up with Jon’s personal kink, they’d never embraced it like Van seemed to. Jon couldn’t wait to do more online shopping now that he had a particular person in mind to wear them for.
    Van jumped back in the truck and tossed a small drugstore bag on the floor. “Fuck,” he said, noticing Jon’s panties.
    “Touch me,” Jon begged.
    “Oh, I plan to, but let’s get more than ten yards from the house first.” Van put the pickup in reverse. He stole glances at Jon’s lap as he drove down the driveway. “Pull your jeans down.”
    Jon lifted his hips and pushed the denim to his ankles, fully exposing the low-rise briefs. His cock was already straining the delicate fabric and he wasn’t fully hard. “I might have to rethink wearing these around you.”
    Van stopped at the end of the long drive and put the truck in park. “Don’t you dare.” He rubbed the crown of Jon’s cock through the thin material until a large wet spot appeared. “Maybe we should go on to the lodge. These are too damn pretty for Buck Wild.”
    “I don’t think I can wait another forty-five minutes.” Jon unsnapped his shirt and spread it out, giving Van a better look.
    Van hissed as he continued to touch Jon’s leaking cock. “Hell, I don’t know that I can wait the five minutes it’ll take to get to the motel.”
    Jon scooted down in the seat and put his booted feet up on the dash. He directed Van’s touch to his hole. “I need you to fuck me.”
    Van’s middle finger pressed against Jon’s hole until it entered