There’s no such thing as a free ride. Aidan may be only twenty, but he’s already learned that the hard way. Hitch-hiking up from London to Glasgow to keep a promise to a man he’ll never see again, Aidan’s fully prepared to offer payment in kind for his lifts. He’s not expecting a good-looking older bloke to pick him up in a Mercedes -- nor that he’ll find John such good company. After a few short hours together Aidan’s already starting to care what John thinks of him.<br><br>When slow traffic forces them to get a room for the night, Aidan’s not sure what to do. Putting out as a thank you to a stranger is one thing, but can he really go through with it with the first person he’s come to care for since he made that promise?<br><br>And what’s going to happen when they reach their destination?

Free Ride

Aidan grinned up at him. “Might of known you’d be a bossy bastard in bed.”


John gave him a look. “Not in bed yet, are we?” He stepped carefully out of his trousers and pants and reached down to pull his socks off. John had nice feet, Aidan thought, not all covered in calluses or with manky toenails like some he’d seen. He liked a bloke who took care of himself.


“You going to sit there all night staring at my size nines or are you going to do something about this, lad?” John gave his hard-on a meaningful look and Aidan grinned.


“Thought you’d never ask. Want me to suck you off?”


“It’ll do for a start.” Aidan felt a shiver down his back at those words. Sounded like the bloke wanted to fuck him and bloody hell, Aidan hadn’t known until that moment just how much he wanted that.


Chapter 4