Captive

Chapter 7

Carlos and Lucky followed Shane through woods. Shane led them to a huge fire tower hovering the trees. The trio climbed the latter up the fire tower, once Shane open the bottom door he led them in and closed the door. “We should be safe here for now,” Shane suggested. Carlos scan the fire tower house. Lucky checked the fridge and saw food mainly fresh and stored in. Shane saw a radio.

“Look a radio we can call for help,” Shane suggested. Shane used the radio to try get a signal. After a few tries, he manage got the radio working. Carlos found a map laying on the table. Him and Lucky walked over to the map. “Where does this map led us?” Lucky wondered. Hopefully back to Seattle,” Carlos joked. For the next three days and three nights they stayed put at the fire tower. The following night they left fire tower. Carlos look at the map. “We need to get to the small town and head to the police.”

They travel through the woods for the next five days. Carlos and Lucky grew close. Shane navigate the map. The trio camp out in tents they took from fire tower. The trio talked about their sons and struggles being a single dad. The following morning they continued their traveling.

Few days later, they reached the small town of Port Angeles Washington. Carlos and the others went to the police station where they met Sheriff Angie Huckabee, head of the Port Angeles Police Department. Carlos and the other Detectives spoke with her in office. Angie put the pieces together on her note pad. “You were held captive in the mansion for almost a month.” Carlos nod his head.

“My friends and I managed to escape from Ezra and his henchmen,” Carlos said. Shane chimed in on the conversation. “I have a hunch that Ezra and his henchmen will still come after us.” Angie set her note pad down.

“You’re welcome to stay in town, we’ll get you settle with Ms. Maybelline Sault, the owner of bed and breakfast house.” “And I’ll do my best to put those fuckers in prison and bring you guys home to Seattle,” Angie said. Carlos smiled at her. Thank you so much Sheriff Huckabee.” Angie smiled back. “Call me Angie, Detective Santos.”

The taxi driver took the three Detectives to Maybelline’s house. Maybelline was elderly woman who welcomed them to her home. She took them to separate guest bedrooms. Shane got his own bedroom to himself while Carlos and Lucky shared a bedroom together.
Maybelline gave them a warm smile. “Dinner will be ready at 7pm sharp,” Maybelline said after she close the door. Carlos fell into bed. Lucky joined him laying beside him. “These past weeks have been hell for us,” Carlos said. Lucky face the ceiling while laying in bed.

“Being held raped and held captive is one of them.” Carlos move his body close to Lucky’s and kiss the back of his neck. Lucky smiled a little. “You haven’t touched like that since the 90s.” Carlos grab his waist. “I still have feelings for you Lucky.” Lucky turned over facing Carlos, he than lean close and kissed him on the lips.
The men shared a romantic kiss when Shane walked in. “Oh sorry, didn’t mean to cock block you guys.” Carlos chuckled. “Dinners ready,” Shane said.

After dinner Carlos was in the bathtub soaking his body. Lucky walked in the bathroom. Lucky strip off his close joining Carlos. The two shared a steamy kiss in the bathtub. Carlos massage his tongue on Lucky’s tongue. Following a steamy bath, the two men made love in bed. Carlos slide his manhood in Lucky’s body. “Go slow,” Lucky whispered. Carlos thrust Lucky slowly as the two embrace.

“Don’t stop,” Lucky said gasping. Carlos thrust hard on Lucky after an long hour of sex. The couple laid on each other. “You think Ezra will find us?” Lucky asked laying on Carlos’s chest. Carlos breathe through his nose. “I hope to God not.” “I worry about my boy Alex,” Lucky said. Carlos kissed his head. “I'm also worry about Chris.” Lucky smiled snuggling up to Carlos. “Shane mention about a festival party tomorrow night,” Lucky said.
Carlos smiled as he gently kiss him. “I’m done with it.” When the couple were asleep they were unaware that Floyd was watching them through the window.