Go see what's in the back of the van.

You move round to the back of the van and pull up the lever to open the double doors. Just as the doors begin to part, they get pushed open from the inside with **** enough to knock you to the ground. An escapee leaps from the back of the van and sprints towards the darkness of the woods. You get up and make chase. This is not going to go down well with the others - as you sprint you can hear them cursing at your negligence.

It seems pitch black in the woods, but you sprint after the shadow racing ahead of you, leaping over fallen branches and across muddy puddles. The shadow darts into the thick of some bushes, you follow it in. The going is rough but you're gaining on him, he's slowed down by the thickets. He's almost in reach now, beating his way through the undergowth. A spurt of energy from you and you grapple him to the ground. He stuggles under your heaving body for a moment, then gives in - he's too tired to fight the tight grip you have on his arms.

You straddle his body, and he turns to face you, his mouth gaping, his chest panting. He's wearing combat shorts and t-shirt, and looks foreign - probably mediterranean - dark hair, well tanned skin and deep dark gorgeous eyes. Not much older than 18 or 19 you guess.

"Ha. Got you". You try to speak menacingly, but it doesn't come out like that. "What's your name?"

"Fernando... please I do not know what you want with me." His deep dark eyes look pitiful in the half-light. He's very good looking. Very cute.

Looking into those eyes you explain. "The men with the van want to suck you then fuck you. They will take your clothes off and **** you. They will not hurt you but they will have sex with you."

He looks puzzled. "I understand not you say what very fast? My English is errr not good. What is my friend? Where is your name?"
"Listen" you say. "The men, your cock, suck. Ok? Like this.." You move your face near his crutch, miming giving head, pushing your cheek out with your tongue.

"Ehh, I don't understand mister... I love Natalie, my girlfriend" Fernando says. Only, his legs part as he speaks and his arms stretch back above his head, a position he needs to get used to. Does he reeally not understand, or is he giving you a come-on?

"Yeah? Does Natalie suck your cock Fernando?". Guess it was a come-on. In the tussle, his t-shirt rose halfway up his chest - there's no hair around his stomach and he has a star tattoo around his belly button. The waist band of his underwear pokes up just above his jeans.

"Natalie? Scuck my sock? I no understand. Show what mean." You reach down and massage his balls through his jeans. There's nothing hard in there, maybe he doesn't know what's going on.

"Does fucking Natalie suck your fucking cock? Do you want me to spell it out?". His look of puzzlement indicates that yes, you do need to spell it out. You unzip his fly and pull his combat shorts down enough to reveal a stiffening cock in his white y-fronts - a sweet smell wafts out of his pants and up your nostrils. There are no objections so you put your face to his pants and lick the y-folds. A further lack of objection leads you to the inside of those pants. It's there, it's great and it's getting bigger. A couple of sucks and it swells big time in your mouth.

"Ahh," exclaims Fernando, in a moment of realisation. "No, Natalie does not err make sex like this."