The journey home seemed to take forever. Mitch couldn’t sit still, he was so pumped. Finally, he’d plucked up the courage to ask John to sleep with him. Okay, so his bear had slept with John a number of times, but nothing had resulted, of course. This time they’d be in a bed, he could kiss John, touch him, nibble at his skin and…
“Stop it, you’ll have us off the road,” John said, batting Mitch away.
Mitch had been so eager, he’d already started to act on his desires. “Sorry.” He sat back in his seat.
“No you’re not,” John said, lifting and kissing Mitch’s hand that had started to creep toward John’s crotch.
Mitch grinned.
“I don’t want to put a damper on this, but why now? I mean, have you come to some kind of…” John shrugged. “Agreement with yourself over Ben?”
Mitch let out a breat
