I came up with this idea and wrote this short story after I read another short story that was called Punishable Offenses. I just wanted to say thank you for that, even though you have no idea that I�ve read it. =)

�I told you we should have taken the other way!� Orlando said angrily and laid his head in his right hand.



�But what would that have helped? There were cops everywhere. And if we did, it would look like if we were running away, and we would be in much deeper shit,� Viggo replied and if it weren�t for the trembling in his voice, he would look as he didn�t care.



They looked quickly at each other and then fell silent.



�What if we tell the cops that we�re innocent?� Orlando asked after a while without taking his eyes from a spot that were on the other side of the cell.



Viggo looked at him. �Do you think that would help?� he asked, not in a questioning voice, just in a yea-right-voice.



Orlando took a quick glance at him and then looked down at the cement floor. �No,� he answered and sighed loudly. Then he started to laugh.



�What�s so funny?� Viggo asked irritated. �Is there any fun in this that I have missed, then please tell me!�



�No, it�s just that I�ve should have listened to you, when you said that we should stay at home and watch TV instead of going to that� that pub."



The older man calmed down and smiled. �I told you, you should listen to us older people.�



Orlando looked at him and smiled back. �Sometimes yea, but sometimes you need to listen to us. You know, we have a lot of intelligent things to say.�



�Yea, I don�t doubt that.� Viggo said in an ironic voice.



Orlando stack his tongue out and then smiled and looked away, between the bars, the only thing that held him and Viggo as prisoners. He sighed.



Viggo leaned his head backwards to the wall and looked up at the ceiling. He felt that something had to happen sometime soon or he'd go crazy.

He looked at Orli from the corner of his eyes. He smiled when he saw the younger man lick his lips and he felt that he just wanted to taste that tongue, just wanted to feel Orlando�s tongue inside of his mouth, he wanted it to play with his�

His eyes made their way down the younger mans neck� He wanted to run his tongue up that soft neck, he wanted to hear Orli whimper, sigh and scream by pleasure�

And he was going to make him do it, in one way or the other.

Viggo was so into his thoughts so he didn�t hear when Orli spoke,



�I�m sorry.�



�What?� Viggo asked. �I�m sorry but my mind were elsewhere.� And he felt that he blushed. But the light in the cell was damp and to his big relief Orlando wasn�t looking at him.



�I said I was sorry.�



�Sorry for what?�



�For� for this.� He raised his left arm so Viggo would understand that he meant the cell. �I mean, if I weren�t so stubborn we wouldn�t be here now.�



Viggo smiled. �Yes, you are stubborn but--� he began.



�Well thank you very much! Now you were suppose to say: No Orlando you are not stubborn� or� or something that makes me feel good. I don�t know what it was gonna be but� something nicer than, yes you are stubborn,� Orlando snapped and stood, looking with flashing eyes at the man he shared his cell with.



�You didn�t let me finish. I said: yes, you are stubborn BUT, that�s what I like about you. That makes you you. That makes you Orlando. If you weren�t stubborn you wouldn�t be you--�



�I get it. But what�s your point?� Orlando asked in a low voice and started to walk back and forth, not looking at Viggo.



�My point is, that you should keep it up. Well maybe not all the time but--� he fell silent, because a thought had crossed his mind. �Er� Orli� what do we say to the others? I mean, they�re gonna think that we really were in that fight.�



Orli� He loved when the older man said it. It sounded so� so lovely, so passionate when he said it, and especially with that little Danish accent on it. He turned and looked at Viggo and shrugged his shoulders. �I don�t know, and I don�t give a fuck about it either.�



Viggo opened his mouth in surprise. �Orlando, one man got shot there! And we, two celebrities, were there, at the same pub, don�t you think that that would make a fine headline on tomorrow�s newspaper? Maybe you don�t care about it, but I do. Don�t you care about me?�



Orlando opened his mouth to say something, but the last thing Viggo said, just struck him dumb.



Don�t you care about me?



He heard it over and over again in his head. He looked at Viggo that looked at him. �I� Well I� Of course I care about you. You are my friend,� he finally said.



Viggo nodded. �Yea� friend,� he said quietly and looked at his watch. �Maybe we should get some sleep� I mean, we�re still recording a movie, and, now if the cops come to their senses, they let us go, and I know that Peter will kill us if we�ve not gotten enough sleep.�



Orlando nodded. �Yea, you�re right.� He looked around. �But there is only one bed in here. And I will not share it with you, no offence.�



�Oh, none taken. Because I won�t share bed with you either� the bed, not bed, the bed.� He felt that he blushed once again, and now Orlando saw it.



�Are you blushing, old man?� he said with a slightly victorious tone in is voice and smirked.



'Damn you�' Viggo thought and felt that he blushed even more. '-- damn you for making me blush after all of this years� but why do I blush?'



Orlando went to the �door� and saw a guard. �Hey you! Excuse me?!� he shouted and waved his hands between the bars.



The guard looked at him and started to walk towards him. �Yes?� he said when he was four meters away from Orlando.



�We only have one bed in here, and we are two, and I won�t share--�



�Oh yes you will.� the guard said and smiled.



Orlando looked angrily at him. �Listen--� he looked at the guard�s namepad. �-- Brendan� hey you got a namepad!�



The guard looked tiredly at him and Orlando understood that he weren�t on a play mood.



�Okay, anyway. I won�t share the bed with him, so if you don�t give us a one more bed, I�m gonna sue.�



�I have one other for you. Why don�t you just shut the hell up!� he said in a high and angry voice



�Okay.� Orlando said in a weak and scared voice and walked backwards towards the bed, but he didn�t sit.



The guard disappeared and left the two of them alone.



�Orlando, you�re always gonna talk too much.� Viggo said and shook his head. �If you want the bed, I can sleep on the floor.�



�No, Vig, that�s� that�s okay. We can share it, if you want to� I mean, not want to but if you wanna sleep I� shit.� he said and fell silent, looking at his feet.



Viggo stood and looked at his cellmate. �I know what you mean, Orlando, or would you prefer that I call you� Orli.� When he said Orli his voice was almost just a whisper, but he had moved closer to Orlando and said it into his ear. �I want you Orli,� he whispered and kissed the other mans ear.



Orlando just stood there, too surprised to say or do anything. Was this just a dream? Or were the man, the he secretly had been attracted to for all of this month, kissing his ear?

He gasped as Viggo sucked his earlobe into his mouth.



�Does that feel good?� Viggo asked, not to see if he should or could continue, it was a question to see if he allowed him to take this further.



�Yes,� Orlando answered with a sigh and now he relaxed completely. He felt Viggo ran his warm and wet tongue along his neck and he had to groan and he clutched to the other mans body. �God yes,� he gasped. �I want you, too, Viggo.�



Viggo looked up at the younger man and smiled. When he stood there with his eyes closed he looked so vulnerable. Viggo ran his tongue alongside Orlando�s jaw and then he kissed his lips. He pushed his tongue between Orlando�s lips and teeth and felt how Orlando�s own tongue caressed his. He laid his hands around Orlando�s waist and pulled him closer, so that he really could feel the coming in his pants.



To kiss Viggo was heaven, just as Orlando always thought it would be. He knew his thing, he knew how far down he could press his tongue without it being disgusting.

When he felt the hard bulge in Viggo�s pants, rubbing against his own, he had to break free from Viggo�s mouth and let out a high groan.



�You like this, yea?� Viggo asked and kissed the younger man's neck and gave him a little teeth as well.



�My fucking god, yes.�



�You have a dirty mouth, Orli� I like that.� He licked his way down to where Orlando�s shirt began, then he took the same path up again, making Orlando whimper. He unbuttoned one of the buttons on Orli�s shirt and slid a hand through, found a hard nipple and pinched it hard.



�Shit,� Orlando moaned and pulled the other man even closer.



Viggo found Orlando�s mouth once more and their lips met in a hot kiss.

He withdrew his hand and then lowered them and laid them upon the younger mans firm buttocks and squeezed them carefully.



Orlando sighed into Viggo�s mouth and felt his need grow. He pulled free from the kiss, and immediately he felt Viggo�s mouth on his neck.

�Fuck, Viggo, this feel so good. But please give me more.�



Viggo left Orlando�s neck and looked at the other man. �As you wish.� He let go of his grip from Orlando�s buttocks. �Take your shirt off,� he demanded. When Orlando just stood there and looked puzzled at him, Viggo smiled. �Take your shirt off,� he said once again.



Orlando finally did what Viggo asked of him, and started to undo his shirt, but after four buttons he felt Viggo�s hands upon his body and before he knew it the buttons flew-- Viggo had ripped open his white shirt.

At first he felt angry, but when Viggo�s mouth closed around one of his stiff nipples the only thing he could do was to groan. �Oh yes, Viggo� that�s what I�m fucking talking about,� he panted and laid his hands on the other man�s head and took a firm grip at his hair.



Viggo left Orlando�s nipple when that man took a hand full of his hair and pulled. �Shit, that really hurts, Orli,� Viggo said. He felt the other man loosen his grip and murmur, �Sorry.�

Viggo found Orlando�s collarbones and kissed them, one at a time, then he licked them and finally he sucked them, everything just to hear Orli whimper of pleasure.



Orlando�s panting became higher and higher, and after a while he groaned high. �Fuck yeah, Viggo, oh Viggo,� he panted when he felt the other man work his way with his mouth to his other stiff nipple.



The older man looked at Orlando under lowered lashes, and found his nipple. He took it into his mouth and sucked it hard, as if it was Orlando�s throbbing bulge, which he felt against his thigh.

Viggo slid his hand inside of Orli�s shirt and took it off him while kissing his left shoulder. He licked his way, from Orlando�s shoulder to the point where the ear and jaw meets. There he kissed and sucked him.



�Bloody hell.� Orlando whimper and tilted his head back to give Viggo more access. �Fuck yes� shit�� he panted as Viggo rubbed his erection against the younger mans own. �Viggo, please��



Viggo let go of Orlando, who opened his eyes and looked confused at him.



�Wha-- what, what�s wrong?� Orli asked and looked with dark eyes at the older man that stood in front of him.



Viggo smirked. �Turn around. Now,� he said in a demanding voice.



Orlando�s eyes sparkled with needs, but he did was he was told to do.



�Good boy� you�re learning. Now, I�m gonna learn you even more.� He thrust against Orlando�s jeans, rubbing the hard bulge of his erection against the younger man�s buttocks. Then he took a hard nipple in his hand and rolled it between his fingers. �You like that?� he murmured against his ear.



�God�� Orli gasped and leaned against the firm body behind him. He took Viggo�s hand in his and slowly lead the way to his jeans.



Viggo understood what he wanted and undid his button, lowered the zipper and pulled down his pants to his knees. But then he placed his hands on Orli�s hips and kissed his neck. He felt Orli�s hair, which was damp with sweat, against his chin and kissed it.



�Bloody teaser,� Orli murmured and took his own hand down his boxers and sighed as his hand touched his cock. �Oh yes�� he sighed and laid his other hand around Viggo�s back and drew him closer.



Viggo took a firm grip around Orli�s hand that was in his boxers and removed it and replaced it with his own. He felt that Orli was rock-hard and knew that he wouldn�t last much longer.



�Ah� Viggo, yes, Viggo�� he cried out and laid his head against Viggo�s left shoulder, panting in the older man's ear.



Every little noise that slid past Orli�s lips turned Viggo on even more, and his cock hurt so much by pleasure. �What do you want?� he panted.



�You to fuck me, hard�� Orli gasped.



�I wi--� he fell silent, because he heard someone coming. And after just a few seconds the guard was there.



�What the hell are you doing?!� he burst out when he saw them.



�None of your fucking business,� Viggo said, then almost non audible. �Before that jerk came I was going to say, I will.�



The guard came closer and then he saw that it was for real and he opened his mouth. �Oh my god!� he said in disgust and left them alone once more.



Viggo squeezed Orli�s cock in his hand and felt how the younger man shuddered with pleasure. �You like this, Orli?� he asked and the younger man nodded. �Do you?�



�Oh yes� fucking yes� Viggo, Viggo�� he cried out, and jerked his hips forward, deeper into Viggo�s fist. �Please no more� I need you now! I wanna feel you deep within me. Fuck me Viggo, fuck me hard��



Viggo closed his eyes and gasped when Orlando pushed his buttocks against Viggo�s hard cock. �Fu� shit� Oh yea Orli� that feels good.� He removed his hand from Orli�s cock and unbuttoned his own jeans and lowered his boxer, exposing his hard cock that was a painful, raging ache against his stomach. �You know, I�ve wanted this for so long. D�you remember that dinner we had some weeks ago? Well all I wanted to do was to bend you over and fuck you until you screamed with pleasure.�



�Make me now. Fuck me�� Orli panted.



�Here it goes.� Viggo thrust into him hard and heard Orli whimper. Viggo paused once he was fully inside. �You�re okay?�



�Shit� You are fucking big,� he panted bending his head forward and hands against the wall.



�Don�t worry, you�re gonna be okay,� Viggo whispered and started a slow pace. Every time their hips met Orlando cried out with pleasure and sweat started to show on his back.



�Harder,� Orli whimpered. But when Viggo didn�t, he became a little angry. �Don�t you think I can handle it?� He heard Viggo laugh behind him. �Oh fuck!� he gasped when the older man began to pound into him furiously. �Oh shit� don�t stop! Yes Viggo, yes!�



Viggo took Orlando�s erection in his hand and stroked it with the pace of his hips holding his other hand on the younger man's hips. With every thrust Viggo groaned loudly and felt that soon it would be over, but he didn�t want that, not yet. But there was nothing he could do about it.



�Bloody hell� Viggo!� Orli cried out, and shoved back hard against the older man and gave a high groan, and Viggo felt the other man's warm seed spread over his hand.



The last groan Orli gave, made Viggo finally came to rest. He thrust in one last time and spilled himself into the slender body. �Orli�� he sighed and the other man leaned back into the older man's embrace.

The following morning the two of them sat in a car to get to the camp where they lived.

The driver was Elijah. �So, how was it to spend a night in prison? And what happen to your shirt, Orli?� he asked.



The two men looked at each other. �Okay,� Viggo replied.



�And I� you know me� I became quite drunk� that�s when this happened.� Orli drew his shirt closer and leaned over to Viggo and whispered, �I�m horny.�



Viggo looked at him and smiled. �Er� Lij, can you stop at the next gas station?�



�Yea, sure, but why?�



Viggo�s eyes sparkled and he drew a hand through his hair. �We just need to go to the bathroom.�