him.
“I’ve told you before, I’m fine.” Jon placed soft kisses on Van’s jaw. “I think maybe you’re the one with the problem.”
“We’ll talk about it later.” After another deep kiss, Van released Jon. “Let’s get you some cotton candy.”
Jon spotted Nate standing by the back of one of the food tents. “That must be it over there.”
Van led Jon over to the long line. He positioned Jon in front of him and pressed himself against Jon’s back. “Are you sure you don’t want to take a bag of cotton candy and go back to my room? I can think of a few things I’d like to do with it,” he whispered in Jon’s ear.
Jon felt Van’s erection against him and nodded. “Sounds like a good plan to me.”
* * * *
Van stepped out of the shower and grabbed two towels, passing one to Jon, before removing the cum-filled condom and tossing it into the toilet. They had decided to shower before eating the bag of sticky candy, but he was sure they’d need at least one more before the night was over.
Jon left the bathroom with his towel wrapped around his waist. “You want a Coke?” he asked from the bedroom.
“Sure.” Van hung his towel on the back of the door. He retrieved the bottle of lube from the soap dish before joining Jon in the bedroom. Despite their enthusiastic fucking a few minutes earlier, he could tell things were still strained between them. Although Van hated to make a big thing out of it, he knew they needed to clear the air.
Van pulled the bedspread back and climbed under the sheet. He propped up several pillows and leaned his back against the headboard as Jon finished pouring their drinks. “I know you didn’t want me to say anything to Ryan, but I really thought he needed to know that Guy stepped over the line with you. That way if anything else happens with Guy, Ryan will know it’s not the first time.”
Jon set the two glasses on the bedside table. He tossed the plastic bag of floss to Van before dropping his towel and climbing in bed beside him. “The thing is, you seem more worried about Guy since I told you I used to jerk off thinking about him than you did right after it happened.”
Van pushed the sheet down to mid-thigh and rubbed his flaccid cock. “Come here.”
Jon moved to straddle Van’s lap. “Am I right?”
Van settled Jon’s ass over his cock before pulling the sheet up around them. He was stalling, and he knew it, but he wasn’t sure what to say. “I’m leaving in a few days.”
“Would you quit reminding me of that?” Jon snapped. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Sorry. I just wanna enjoy the time we have left without worrying what will happen once you’re gone.”
“Would it help if I told you I’ve already booked a trip back in September?” Van had been saving the surprise, but it seemed like the best time to tell Jon the truth. “And even though I haven’t bought the ticket, I’d also like to come back after Kai’s tournament in December to spend the holidays with you and your grandpa.”
Without a word, Jon leant forward and captured one of Van’s nipples between his lips. Van buried his fingers in Jon’s hair as he directed him from one nipple to the other. “Can I take that as a yes?”
Jon nodded without releasing the tight nub between his teeth.
Van reached for the bottle of lube. It was too soon after their romp in the shower for him to get hard again, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t play while they waited. He slicked his fingers and reached for Jon’s hole. Closing his eyes, he pictured the two of them in his hammock, fucking the day away.
Jon released Van’s nipple and kissed his way to Van’s mouth. “Have you ever played in the snow?”
“Yeah, kind of. When I was a kid in New York City, I used to go out onto our terrace and make snowballs to throw down at people passing by. If I remember correctly, snow usually ended up getting me into trouble.”
“If you’ll really come back for