“At first I was, but I knew something was up fairly quickly,” Oliver replied, leaning back with an inaudible sigh and relaxing a bit, watching as Keith rummaged through his pack. When he came back with the serrated blade, one of his favorites, he stiffened slightly again, now more out of excitement than fear. His cock even twitched slightly, and he bit his lip. “I was just trying to figure out a way to escape after that.”<br/><br/>He pushed sat up a bit, running a hand up his own bare thigh. “And by the way, Samuel is my real name. Just not my first name.”