Road Kill

"I'm alright." He grunted, nodding at the man.

Lane rolled his eyes.
"Want the promote now?"

"No thanks." He shook his head.

Lane nodded, flipping it on the news, watching Rick's face pop up on the screen.

Rick sighed as he eyed his own picture on the screen.
His brother would be going crazy by now... He'd just gone out to pick up some beer and then he was going to come right back that night...

Lane sighed, glancing at him.
He felt bad....
"I sorry about all this...its not your fault I made a stupid mistake...I should pay for it and im sure I will just...im sorry."

"No you aren't. If you were sorry, you wouldn't keep me here." He sighed at the man.

"No Rick, I am sorry, an dim keeping you here because if im going to jail, i dont want to be alone my last few days." He smiled softly.

Rick sighed at him and went back to watching the news as they asked if anyone saw him to call in and report it... He was a missing person... It was weird, surreal really..

Lane frowned lightly, flipping the channel.
"So..."

"So, what?" He raised an eyebrow at the man.

'So its quiet and silence unnerves me greatly." Lane glanced over at the other man

"Okay um... I'm gonna say something extremely awkward to break the silence. I am a boy in college who has not gone over three days without sex since he was fourteen. I have needs. So if you would give me ten minutes of privacy to take care of that it would be greatly appreciated." He smirked lightly.

"Okay." Lane shrugged, he hadnt had sex in a while...

"So can you like... leave the room? Or at least turn away or some shit?" How could someone be horny at a time like this? When they were trapped at some possible psychos home? Oh, Rick McGuire found a way.

"I can do whatever." He could even help if Rick wanted...
He turned his head.

Rick wet his lips and slowly unzipped his pants, sliding them and his boxers down just to his knees.
"You're like... not gonna rape me or anything are you?"

"Not unless your willing Rick, like I said, I panicked, I brought you here, im not in it to hurt you." Lane sighed softly.

"I'm just a little wary of trusting you. You have to understand that." The boy nodded as he nervously gripped his cock, trailing his fist up and down it.

"I know that Rick, but you see If I wanted I could fuck you now and I wont do that to you." Lane shook his head. "Im a good man believe it or not."

"You seem like it at times I just... don't know..." He sighed. He was frightened.

"Rick honey, I was at war for fifteen years protecting you. I went through hell. I came home and went out, got drunk, I made a mistake and drove home, I hit you and im sorry, I didnt know what else to do so I loaded you up and took you home, I bandaged you up and I was scared to let you do...If you told anyone I would be sent to prison...Im tired of being confined."

Rick sighed as he pulled his pants back up, not able to find the desire to even jerk off quickly. He had hoped it would take his mind off this but no...
"If you hate being confined.... why capture someone else? I understand I guess just..."

"Rick, your free to do what you want around here...and I know im going to get soft and let you go but...I just...I wanna have at least a week of freedom....one week out fifteen years and some jailtime."

Rick sighed heavily and nodded at him.
"Okay Jessie..."