Lance pulled back out onto the road, and began to drive. He could see Justin rubbing his hands together, so he nodded towards the dash. "You can put the heater on if you want." Lance watched as Justin reached out and turned the heater on. He looked over briefly as Justin placed his hands in front of the heating vent to warm them. Justin turned to him with a smile. "Thanks, man. It is really freaking cold out there." "I can tell." Lance turned his attention back to the road. Or at least tried to. Just in the few brief moments that he had been watching Justin, he knew he was just beautiful. He could tell that even in the darkness of the car. "So what you doing out on the side of the road on a cold night like this?" Lance heard Justin sigh, and glanced over to see Justin looking down at his hands. "Hey, you okay?" Justin looked up. "I'm fine. Just the last guy that gave me a ride was too touchy feely." Justin laughed. "Man you should have seen him. He was disgusting. Probably pushing forty. Balding. Beer gut, and he was like all grabby, so I told him to get the fuck off of me, and drop me." "Sorry," Lance whispered. ""Hey, man. No biggie. I can take care of myself pretty good you know. Been doing it for a few years now." Justin grew silent, and Lance continued to drive. Lance could feel Justin's eyes on him. He wondered what color they were. He couldn't tell in the light in the car. Justin's stare remained on him for a few silent moments. Lance wanted to turn towards him, but he kept his eyes focused on the road ahead of him. When Justin finally spoke, Lance jumped. "You know, you're kinda hot." Lance laughed. "What?" "You heard me, Lance. " Lance felt Justin place his hand on his thigh. "If it had been you trying to get all touchy feely with me I probably would have let you." Lance glanced over at Justin briefly. "Come on, Justin. Be serious." When he turned back towards the road, he saw Justin move closer to him letting his hand travel higher on his thigh. "I'm being serious," Justin breathed against Lance's neck. Lance felt Justin's lips touch his neck, and he moved away. He couldn't believe that this was happening. He had just picked this kid up off the side of the road, and here he was moving his hand slowly toward Lance's crotch. "Justin, come on, stop." "You don't really want me to stop now, do you, Lance? I saw you looking at me. I know you want me." Lance felt Justin press his hand agianst his crotch. As he begun to rub the palm of his hand against him, he let out a low groan. "Shit, Justin, I'm driving." Justin laughed. "Then pull over." Lance looked over briefly and caught Justin's gaze. He saw something he hadn't seen in Josh's eyes in a long time. Lust and want. Before he knew what he was doing, he had pulled over to the side of the road. "I don't know what I'm doing," Lance said as he turned off the ignition. He felt Justin press his hand more firmly against him. He turned towards Justin. "Why me?" "Why not?" Justin said a second before attacking Lance's mouth with his own. Lance moaned opening his mouth slightly allowing Justin's tongue to enter. They continued to kiss. Justin pushing Lance back into his seat. When Lance felt Justin's fingers begin to fumble with the button to his khaki's, he broke the kiss. "Justin, I am not doing this in a car." Justin moved back to the passenger seat. "I have not one clue of why you are doing this. You want to do this?" "Hell yeah," Justin said. Lance turned the car back on and pulled back onto the road. "Fine." continue menu