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--------------------Aidan's POV----------------------

My hands trembled as the cold seeped through my body.  I looked at my phone, it feeling warm in my hand. Despite it being mid-day, the sky was dark, black clouds blocking what little sun there was as I looked out my windscreen. I had been driving back from my parents when my engine light had come on my dashboard, the power cutting from my car. I had managed to steer into a layby and call a tow truck, but for the next few hours I was stuck alone in the cold.

Sighing, I unbuckled my belt and lay my car seat back, turning and climbing over the scratchy seats. I reached the back seat, fighting through the piles of old hoodies and my gym bag, making it to the boot. I reached through the gap above the seats and began awkwardly dragging out a small plastic box to the front seats, opening it. My dad had insisted last year to make me a survival kit to put in my car in case anything like this did happen. I had fought with him about it. I don’t know why I was so against having it, but I only gave in to get some peace. I was glad now he had won, though hoping I wouldn’t have to tell him about it.

I pulled out a warm blanket, a few bars of chocolate and some water from the box, leaving the flashlight and candles there. As I unfurled the blanket a small card fell out. I picked it up, flipping it over and opening it. Inside was a picture of my family, a message on the back from my dad about how he hopes I never have to use it.

I looked at the picture, seeing the three of us, my mum and dad flanking me at the beach. The picture was a few years old now, from a family holiday when we had rented a villa in Portugal. I was younger then, smiling, my pale skin slightly sunburnt, and my freckles exploding over my face from the sun. I looked at my skinny frame as my t-shirt hung off me, glad I started going to the gym and beefed up a bit since then.

I put the photo on the dashboard and lay back in my seat. My phone battery was low so I couldn’t browse the internet. I had no books or anything else. I had nothing else to do but wait. I wrapped the blanket around me like a cocoon, and lay back, closing my eyes. Hoping to at least get a nap in before the tow truck came.

I was woken about an hour later, the silence of the empty road broken, as I heard the screech of tyres. I jolted awake looking out into the snow sleepily. On the road I could see a red escort spinning out of control, heading off the road. Heading for me.

I panicked, sitting up and reaching for my seatbelt, fumbling, certain it was going to hit. My stomach lurched as I couldn’t quite get it in, before the satisfying click relieved my ears. I braced myself, ready for the collision, watching the bright headlights getting closer and closer.

At the last minute the car swerved, narrowly missing and spinning safely onto the edge of the railing. The car sat there for a few minutes before the door opened, and a tall figure clad in winter wear got out. They headed to the front of the car and check the tyre, before kicking it angrily. I watched fascinated, unsure what I should do and whether to get out and help. I had just started to get warm.  I didn’t know what I could do.

The stranger made the decision for me. They walked over to my car, the heavy footsteps echoing in the silent snow. I felt a bit nervous, all alone here, no one around for miles, this unknown figure approaching my broken-down car.

He reached me and bent down, his face in front of the glass of the passenger door. I had imagined a rough older guy, the kind you might see on the news when there’s a prison break. Instead, the face in front of me was handsome. Jet black hair, sharp jaw, 5 o’ clock shadow lining his face. I gulped and lowered my window.

“Hey, you okay?” I asked, trying to keep my voice even. My eyes were focused on him, but the rest of me couldn’t help but imagine how that stubble might feel to touch, rubbing between my body.

The stranger nodded, “Yeah, something went wrong with the power steering, think Its dead – how about yours?”

“Yeah, dead to,” I shrugged, “it just stopped, engines lights on. I don’t know enough about cars to guess.”

“Shit,” he sighed, “guess we’re stuck here – have you called a tow?”

I nodded, “Yeah, they won’t be here for a couple of hours though. Do you want me to text him and tell him your cars broken down to?”

“Yeah that sounds great, thanks”. He stood their awkwardly for a few minutes, before continuing, the cold from outside seeping into my car through the open window. “Sorry, I don’t mean to be a dick, but do you think I could join you while I wait, my heaters dead as well and I think my balls might freeze stuck in there.”

I hesitated, not sure who this stranger was, before deciding, “Sure, I’ve nothing to do for the next few hours, so better than being stuck alone”

I could see the relief on his face, “Thanks man, I’ll just get my bag.”

He jogged over to his car, opening the door and grabbing a small rucksack from the passenger side while I closed the window. I had a quick survey of my car, grabbing the stuff on the passenger floor and tossing it into the back, just in time for him to get in.

“Fuck it’s cold.” He shivered, taking off his gloves and holding his hands by the heater. “I’m Ryan.” he offered

“Aidan” I responded. I reached for one of the bars of chocolate my dad had left me, “Want some?”  I offered..

He grinned, “Shit yeah,” breaking off a piece of the bar, “I’ve got these to share as well.” pulling out a big bag of Doritos and putting them onto the dashboard.

“The red ones to,” I grinned, “Nice, I’m almost glad you crashed.”

Ryan laughed, “Too soon man, too soon.” As he opened the bag up ad put it onto the dashboard.

We spent the next half an hour talking about our lives. Ryan was 27, about the same age as me, told me he was an accountant trying to his girlfriends for Christmas. I told him how I was just coming back from my parents, and about my video game job.

Ryan was excited by the last bit, “Shit, no way – what games did you work on?”

I blushed, “Well, I’m only a troubleshooter, but I did some work for Larian.”

“That’s so cool – “his phone buzzed, and he reached to get it. “Sorry man, that’s probably my girlfriend. Have you any napkins or anything, got all this Dorito dust on my hand, don’t want to get it on my phone.”

I nodded, “Yeah sure, try the glovebox.” He started opening it before I realised, “Actually, no, no wait –“

It was too late, as a large thud filled the car. I kept a bottle of lube in there as well as some condoms from when my grindr date couldn’t host, both of which dropped out in front of him.

“Sorry – shit.” I scrambled to grab them back, but Ryan just put them back in the glovebox. “Fuck dude,” he laughed, “Lube and condoms in the car, classy move.’ He picked up the condom box before I could get there, shaking it, “Must be good with the ladies as well, it’s almost half empty.”

“Not quite.” I laughed awkwardly, grabbing the box and shutting it away.

“Oh?” he raised an eyebrow.

I blushed, “I’m gay, so no ladies.”

Ryan laughed, “Oh cool man, cool. Guess it’s a lot easier to pick up guys than chicks then anyway”

I nodded, “Yeah, really easy’

“Really, well good for you man, anyway,” he grabbed his phone out of his pocket and opened his phone. The phone flashed bright as a picture of an attractive blonde woman appeared, topless, bar, pressing her boobs together.

“Shit,” he put the phone away, “sorry dude – we’ve been away from each other for a while, and she likes to surprise me.”

“It’s cool man, it’s cool, don’t worry.” I said, smiling at the embarrassed look on his face.

The phone vibrated again in his hand, as he opened it again.

“Shit.” he moaned, his hand absently rubbing his crotch before he caught himself, coughing, and going to put it away. He must have liked what he saw.

“You better answer, or she’ll be upset.” I teased

“Nah man,” he blushed, “she, well she wants a dick pic.”

I shrugged, struggling to hide excitement from my voice, “I’ll look away if you want, don’t leave her blueballed at Christmas.”

“I dunno.” He started.

I covered my eyes and turned away from him, “Mate, a dick pics not the worst thing that’s happened in this car this month – I promise I won’t peek”

He said nothing as I faced away from him. I wasn’t sure if I had pushed it too far, as silence filled the space.

I heard him sigh, then unzip and start to shift his weight. I kept focused on the wall, but the smell of musk and sweaty balls started to fill the car. I started to get hard, feeling ym dick swell in my jeans. I heard the camera snap.

His phone vibrated some more. She must have liked what he sent and had some nudes prepared, as message after message filled his phone.

“Damn,” I could hear him whisper with each one, forgetting I was there. I was hoping he was stroking forgetting about me, picturing it in my mind. The lovely image was disturbed.

Ryan gasped, “Wait, what the fuck!”

I felt the car lurch as he sat up. I could hear the clack of his fingers as he started typing. I sat there awkwardly, as messages were exchanged.

“Fuck” He shouted,” Fuck”. I heard him scramble upright, the snap as underwear was pulled back up.

“You okay,” I said without turning.

“Yeah. No, fuck” he shouted. I turned around, he looked dejected, his face angry, his boxers back up but a definite tent. Ryan turned his phone to me, showing me the screen. His girlfriend was splayed on all fours, being railed by a preppy looking guy. It wasn’t Ryan. She must have sent the wrong photo by mistake.

“Sorry dude” I started.

“Fucking bitch, fuck.” he muttered, putting the phone in his pocket. “Shit,” he shouted hitting the seat, the car shaking. We sat there silently, angry tension filling the car.

Ryan pulled out his phone again, scrolling through the images, not caring I was there. I couldn’t help but peak. There were several, some of her playing with herself, but as scrolled to the bottom I saw several with her and Ryan. I could see his lean form currently hidden by his coat. He was toned with thick dark chest hair on his pecs, and his dick looked a good size to.

 “Why the fuck would you cheat on that?” I thought to myself, him scrolling to another one of him getting a blowjob. He just sat staring at it, gripping his phone tight, his knuckles turning white.

He turned to me, “You take dick don’t you?”

I was taken off guard. “What”

Ryan’s voice was angry. “Do. You. Take Dick?”

I nodded.

He pulled out his, still hard. Still wet.

“You want this?” From his tone I wasn’t sure if it was a question or an order.

I nodded again, mouth dry.

He looked at me, his face angry. “Then flip over.”

“Are you su-?“

He growled “Fucking flip over”

Ryan opened the dashboard, grabbing the lube and condoms, slamming the door shut. I wasn’t sure whether I should be scared or turned on. But I was definetly turned on.

I lowered my seat and began pulling down my trousers, turning, leaving my ass exposed to him. I felt him move to my side of the car, pushing me forward to give himself more room as he angled behind me. The horn beeping as he knocked into the steering wheel. He didn’t even acknowledge it.

I felt his fingers spread my cheeks as his dick hovered near my hole, wet with lube. He started to push it in. There was no foreplay. No romance. This man wanted to use me. I was okay with that

I started moaning as he filled me.

“Shut up.” he growled at me again, taking a few minutes to get his full-length in, pushing me forward. He wasn’t rough entering me, but wasn’t gentle either. Fully in, I felt him adjust his stance behind me before he backed up, and started thrusting.

“Fuck, that feels goo-”, I started moaning as he got into his rhythm

“Don’t talk.” he said. Ryan grabbed the blanket, throwing it over the front half of me so only my ass was exposed, the rest hidden, roughly pushing me down to give himself a better angle.

I began to cover my mouth with my hands as I took him, the only noise in the car his grunts and the slap as he fucked me and my muffled moans. I should have been annoyed. Should have been angry he was treating me like this.

But fuck, it felt good, and each thrust was hitting my prostate just right, my dick twitching along with his rhythm.

He paused half a second, reaching beside him as I felt something hard land on my back, as I heard moans fill the car. I realised it was his phone, he had set it on my back and was playing something.

Ryan started thrusting harder now, angrily slapping into me.

“That’s it’ take my dick slut.”

I thought for a moment it was Ryan saying it, but I realised it wasn’t his voice. He was watching the video his girlfriend had sent him. He was watching someone else fuck her.

Ryan started to grunt angrily, grabbing my hips and pulling me onto him “Fuck, fuck it, fuck it.” I hadn’t been fucked that hard and angrily before. It was right on the edge of what I could take, I thought I might need to get him to stop.

But it felt so fucking good.

My dick was twitching, I was sure if I looked there would be a huge sticky trail leading from it to my car seat. My body felt on the edge. I knew I was going to cum soon.

That’s when Ryan made sure I did. I heard his voice, mimicking the video. “Yeah, you like my dick you little slut.”

I moaned my agreement. My dick unleashed my load onto my car seat and he relentlessly pounded me. Despite my hands I couldn’t hold back my moans, as they overshadowed the video.

“Yeah, that’s it – that’s fucking it, me and my dick made you cum right, right.”

I moaned my agreement.

“Yeah I fucking did, I fucking did, and now my fucking turn.” He started grunting, whatever words he was trying to say lost in the animalistic moment, as he came, thrusting the entire time, gripping me so tight I was sure it would leave marks.  

He pulled out of me, breathing heavy and sat down beside me without saying anything. The car stank of sex and sweat.  I flipped over slowly, sore, almost destroyed, just in time to see him snapping the filled condom off, dropping it into the empty Dorito packet.

Ryan looked at his phone again.

“Fuck, when’s this tow truck getting here?”

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