By Laura Baumbach
A cop struggles to avoid wasting himself sooner than his lover kills his kidnapper.
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I needed time to pull it together. Then I saw you, alone with the evidence against me, and …maybe I thought I could take something from Gil, too. ” A crash and thud from upstairs made both of them jump. A new surge of hope, thrilling and even more painful than before, gripped Cody, squeezing the air from his lungs and sending ice cubes to rattle around in his stomach. “Now that —” Bruce gave a thoughtful glance at the ceiling, then at the open cellar door. ” He heaved a sigh, eyes closed for a moment.
He knew some guys got hard when they were scared but the idea of some faceless pervert touching him did nothing for his arousal, voluntary or involuntary. His stomach roiled. He panted just to keep from vomiting. The sides of the object rubbed along his inner thighs and pressed up to loosely contain his cock. An impatient thud snapped against the object and he realized it was plastic. Not a sex toy or a torture device, but a container to urinate in — a bottle or even a hospital urinal. It was difficult, but he managed to relax enough to go.
A new surge of hope, thrilling and even more painful than before, gripped Cody, squeezing the air from his lungs and sending ice cubes to rattle around in his stomach. “Now that —” Bruce gave a thoughtful glance at the ceiling, then at the open cellar door. ” He heaved a sigh, eyes closed for a moment. Then he looked at Cody. ” Bruce grew calm and relaxed, resigned. ” He shook his head and smiled. Cody was sure there was pride in his voice. ” He stared at Cody, then reached out and mussed his already disheveled hair.