much. I’ll be ready to go in the morning though. What time are you guys heading home?” He looked at his dad, too, when he asked, wanting to try and include him in the conversation once more. Adjusting on the hard, metal picnic table seat, he had to bite back a moan as the plug shifted inside him again, brushing against his sensitive prostate. Fuck. He’d been achingly aware of the toy all evening and had a half-hard dick to go with it through the entire meal. But when he thought about the plug or John’s plans for when they returned to the cabin, it was worth any small amount of discomfort he felt.
“Early,” his dad grunted, sitting once more, but John remained standing slightly behind him.
His mom sighed. “Yes, your father thought it was a good idea to schedule a meeting for tomorrow afternoon, so we’ll have to head out about seven so we can get home and unpacked before he has to get ready to meet with whoever is so important.”
Sensing an ongoing argument about to flare up between them, Lukas stood. “Okay, I won’t be leaving until ten or eleven, so I’ll probably sleep in a little and won’t see you in the morning.”
Standing, his mom wrapped him in a hug. “No, you should get your rest. Has Greg’s snoring gotten better? You haven’t looked as tired the last few days.”
He swallowed, unable to stop himself from glancing at John, who looked more amused than worried. “Um, yeah. Well, no, but I figured out how to deal with it. Get home safe in the morning, and let me know when you get to the house.”
She gave him one more squeeze and reassured him she would, then moved around the table to pull John into a hug too. Lukas threw away his trash and pocketed his utensils, then turned to say goodbye to his dad. His dad was staring at where Lukas had just tucked the plastic silverware, the frown back on his face.
“Bye, Dad. Drive safe tomorrow.” He gave his dad a quick hug and got a tight but quick one in return, which eased some of the tightness he’d been holding in his shoulders since his dad’s remark about his job.
“You too.” His dad gave his back one more hearty slap, then stepped back and rubbed a hand over Lukas’s hair, grinning when Lukas ducked away and squawked in protest.
He watched his parents move off toward the cabins, his mom talking furiously and no doubt giving his dad a hard time about his meeting tomorrow. John slipped up next to him, close enough that Lukas could feel his heat radiating into Lukas’s back.
“That meal was never-ending,” John muttered.
Lukas laughed, then bit back a moan at how good it felt when his body involuntarily tightened.
John’s laughter was dark and promised dirty things. “Wanna go for a hike?”
Lukas spun around and shoved at John’s chest with a fake scowl. “You’re being such a jerk. Maybe I should go see if Greg wants to hang out tonight.”
John’s face darkened, his eyes narrowing as he stalked forward, driving Lukas back toward the edge of the pavilion. “Not. Happening.”
Insides melting at John’s dark and possessive tone, he shook his head. “Not happening,” he murmured, reaching for John but stopping at the last moment, realizing they weren’t alone yet. “Take me to bed, John.”
John growled and grabbed Lukas’s hand, apparently uncaring who was still lingering around the picnic tables and food. Lukas stopped himself from looking back to see if anyone was watching them. He kept his focus on John’s wide back and tried to keep up with his long strides.
“Someone’s eager,” he said, giggling at the disgruntled look John threw him over his shoulder.
“You’re about to earn yourself a spanking, baby. Keep it up.”
Lukas cackled. He’d thought that they’d established over the last week that he enjoyed spankings… a lot. Threatening him with one was the least effective way to get him to behave. “Maybe I meant I was eager. Ever think of that?”
He bit his lip to stop from laughing more when John shook his head and tugged him up the steps to their cabin. He had to release Lukas’s hand to dig out the key, and Lukas took advantage to slip around him and plaster himself to John’s front, rubbing shamelessly against the hard erection he found there.
“I want you so much,” he whispered, looking up into John’s lust-filled eyes. “You won’t make me wait longer, will you?”
John finally