other?
Maybe, but he wasn’t insane enough to think that one night of hot-as-sin sex could change the fact that Lukas was Dave’s son, and if he got serious about Lukas, he’d have to eventually tell Dave and Lydia.
The thought made his stomach churn and his dick start to deflate.
He couldn’t imagine a world where Dave and Lydia would be okay with John fucking their son. They cared about John, sure, but they loved their baby boy. John had heard them say as much countless times, had listened to Lydia express concern about Lukas being all alone in his house and Dave talk about how he didn’t approve of any of the men Lukas had been dating in recent years.
They’d all been older than Lukas, and Dave had thought they were taking advantage of Lukas.
Lukas made a small noise, rescuing John from his spiraling thoughts. He watched, absolutely captivated, as Lukas wrinkled his nose just before he opened one eye to look around in confusion.
“Good morning, baby,” he said, his worries drifting away at the sight of those big blue eyes blinking up at him.
A small, shy smile tugged at Lukas’s lips. “Morning,” he whispered as his cheeks pinkened delightfully.
John couldn’t help but smirk as he ran his eyes over Lukas’s body, taking in the hardening cock and dried flecks of semen still stuck to his belly. “Want to join me in the shower?”
Lukas sucked in a breath, eyes widening. “Yeah. I’d… I’d like that. Do you think we’ll both fit?”
“We’ll make it work.” Then, to put away the fears he saw darkening those beautiful eyes, he added, “We’ll have more room in my bathroom at home. The shower stall is enormous.”
He was nearly blinded by the enormous smile Lukas gave him at his words.
Winking, he sat up and held out a hand. “Come on, baby. Let’s get you cleaned up so I can get you dirty again.”
Laughing, Lukas took his hand and let himself be pulled off the bed and toward the bathroom, his joy making John feel lighter than a helium-filled balloon. He knew they’d have to talk about what was happening between them and how they’d handle Lukas’s parents, but for the moment, he was just going to enjoy getting Lukas wet and soapy and touching his ass some more.
He’d worry about the rest later.
Lukas was fairly certain he’d died and gone to heaven.
Seriously. John had killed him with his dick and dirty talk that first night, and he was actually dead. It was the only explanation for why he seemed to suddenly have a… relationship with the man he’d been dreaming about for years.
Though, it wasn’t really a relationship.
As happy and giddy as he felt when he was with John—during certain activities throughout the day and while they touched each other at night—the spaces between those times were harder to bear than he thought they would be. The first morning after they slept together, they’d showered—well, they’d tried to shower together, but really just made a mess of the floor in the bathroom and laughed their asses off before they gave up and decided to take turns—and then John had dragged him out of the cabin and into the woods for his morning hike.
Lukas used to walk the trails a lot when he was younger, but as he’d gotten older, he’d learned to love the lake more and the bug-infested woods less. But John loved the peace and quiet of walking among the trees in the morning before any of the other families were really up and about. So, he’d gone along willingly—or, with minimal complaining—and gotten to kiss John against two different trees and been groped by him half a dozen times.
He’d been smiling, and so fucking happy, that he hadn’t noticed right away that his parents were walking toward them as they’d neared John’s cabin. But his happiness had faded quickly as he’d watched John’s face shutter at the sight and put enough space between them that his parents could have probably walked through it.
It had been a good reminder, honestly. As much as he loved being with John, and how good John made him feel, the fact remained that John was nowhere near ready for a public relationship.
When they’d finally gotten away from his parents—after getting roped into eating breakfast with them—they’d headed back to the cabin, making sure no one noticed them both going into John’s. John had immediately gotten into Lukas’s space, ducking down and tucking his face into Lukas’s throat, pressing