as far as the fabric would allow. He groaned and pulled back. “Motel,” he said, starting the engine.
With his feet still on the dashboard, Jon decided to keep Van interested as they rode to the motel. He spat on his fingers before slipping his hand under the panties to finger his hole. “Mmm,” he moaned. “I’m ready for you.”
Van stepped on the gas and adjusted his cock. “Let me see.”
Jon repositioned until his knees rested on the seat with his head towards the passenger door. Ass in the air, he continued to fuck himself. “Is this what you want?”
Van took one hand off the wheel. He brushed Jon’s hand aside and entered him with two fingers. “Just what I need, and more than I deserve.”
* * * *
“Naked,” Van ordered as he closed the motel room door and scrambled to get undressed. He kicked his shoes off and pushed his jeans down, exposing his cock. Unable to wait, he retrieved the sack from the floor and tore open the box of condoms.
When Jon started to take his panties off, Van stayed his hands. “Leave them on.”
Jon grinned before turning to brace his hands on the end of the bed. “Don’t rip them.”
Sheathed, Van withdrew the bottle of lube from the sack and tossed it to land on the mattress. He knelt and began to kiss and touch the satin-covered cheeks of Jon’s ass. The soft fabric against his lips was so deliciously erotic that he wondered if he’d be able to control himself long enough to give Jon more than a quick hard fuck. “You’re the sexiest man I’ve ever known,” he mumbled between kisses.
“I need you to fuck me,” Jon begged for the second time in less than thirty minutes.
Van carefully pulled Jon’s panties down. “Where do you buy these?” he asked as Jon stepped out of the delicate underwear.
“Online.” Jon chuckled. “There are some that are even sexier, but I’ve never had the nerve to buy them.”
Van leant forward and swiped Jon’s stretched hole with his tongue before getting to his feet. He retrieved the bottle of lube and poured a generous amount into the palm of his hand. “Tell me the name of the site, and I will buy them for you.”
“You don’t need to buy me things.” Jon’s hips rocked back and forth as Van lubed his hole.
Holding the length of his cock, Van guided the head to Jon’s hole. “What I buy will be as much for me as for you.” He bent over and kissed Jon’s neck as he pushed inside an inch at a time. “I had a dream about you last night,” he whispered as he buried himself inside Jon.
“What was it about?” Jon asked, baring his neck to Van’s lips.
“We were on my beach, fucking in the hammock.” The dream was still so vivid in Van’s mind that he swore he could smell the salt of the Pacific.
“Hmmm, that could prove tricky.”
“You were astride me, riding my cock with the ocean breeze blowing your hair, and I remember thinking that you belonged with me, you belonged on the beach.” Despite the hard thrusts of his hips, Van’s lips sealed over Jon’s in a gentle kiss. The longer he fucked, the stronger his resolve to one day make his dream a reality. There had only been one other lover that he’d dreamt of spending his remaining years with, and he’d failed that man. He vowed to take better care of Jon.
“I’m coming,” Jon warned, rubbing his cock against the mattress.
Van rested his forehead between Jon’s shoulder blades. Before he returned to Oahu, he would have to make sure Guy would never again approach Jon for anything other than to utter an apology. He trailed more kisses on Jon’s neck as his balls drew tight. “Aloha au ia ’oe,” he whispered as he came.
* * * *
Wrapped in Van’s arms, Jon stared up at the stuffed deer head mounted over the bed. “Do you think hunters lie here at night and jack off to the sight of that thing?”
“I have no idea what straight men jack off to.” Van kissed Jon’s temple. “What do you picture when you touch
With his feet still on the dashboard, Jon decided to keep Van interested as they rode to the motel. He spat on his fingers before slipping his hand under the panties to finger his hole. “Mmm,” he moaned. “I’m ready for you.”
Van stepped on the gas and adjusted his cock. “Let me see.”
Jon repositioned until his knees rested on the seat with his head towards the passenger door. Ass in the air, he continued to fuck himself. “Is this what you want?”
Van took one hand off the wheel. He brushed Jon’s hand aside and entered him with two fingers. “Just what I need, and more than I deserve.”
* * * *
“Naked,” Van ordered as he closed the motel room door and scrambled to get undressed. He kicked his shoes off and pushed his jeans down, exposing his cock. Unable to wait, he retrieved the sack from the floor and tore open the box of condoms.
When Jon started to take his panties off, Van stayed his hands. “Leave them on.”
Jon grinned before turning to brace his hands on the end of the bed. “Don’t rip them.”
Sheathed, Van withdrew the bottle of lube from the sack and tossed it to land on the mattress. He knelt and began to kiss and touch the satin-covered cheeks of Jon’s ass. The soft fabric against his lips was so deliciously erotic that he wondered if he’d be able to control himself long enough to give Jon more than a quick hard fuck. “You’re the sexiest man I’ve ever known,” he mumbled between kisses.
“I need you to fuck me,” Jon begged for the second time in less than thirty minutes.
Van carefully pulled Jon’s panties down. “Where do you buy these?” he asked as Jon stepped out of the delicate underwear.
“Online.” Jon chuckled. “There are some that are even sexier, but I’ve never had the nerve to buy them.”
Van leant forward and swiped Jon’s stretched hole with his tongue before getting to his feet. He retrieved the bottle of lube and poured a generous amount into the palm of his hand. “Tell me the name of the site, and I will buy them for you.”
“You don’t need to buy me things.” Jon’s hips rocked back and forth as Van lubed his hole.
Holding the length of his cock, Van guided the head to Jon’s hole. “What I buy will be as much for me as for you.” He bent over and kissed Jon’s neck as he pushed inside an inch at a time. “I had a dream about you last night,” he whispered as he buried himself inside Jon.
“What was it about?” Jon asked, baring his neck to Van’s lips.
“We were on my beach, fucking in the hammock.” The dream was still so vivid in Van’s mind that he swore he could smell the salt of the Pacific.
“Hmmm, that could prove tricky.”
“You were astride me, riding my cock with the ocean breeze blowing your hair, and I remember thinking that you belonged with me, you belonged on the beach.” Despite the hard thrusts of his hips, Van’s lips sealed over Jon’s in a gentle kiss. The longer he fucked, the stronger his resolve to one day make his dream a reality. There had only been one other lover that he’d dreamt of spending his remaining years with, and he’d failed that man. He vowed to take better care of Jon.
“I’m coming,” Jon warned, rubbing his cock against the mattress.
Van rested his forehead between Jon’s shoulder blades. Before he returned to Oahu, he would have to make sure Guy would never again approach Jon for anything other than to utter an apology. He trailed more kisses on Jon’s neck as his balls drew tight. “Aloha au ia ’oe,” he whispered as he came.
* * * *
Wrapped in Van’s arms, Jon stared up at the stuffed deer head mounted over the bed. “Do you think hunters lie here at night and jack off to the sight of that thing?”
“I have no idea what straight men jack off to.” Van kissed Jon’s temple. “What do you picture when you touch
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