Race With a Heart
Chapter 128: Strategy of Compassion Points

Chapter 128: Strategy of Compassion Points

Martin looked up, straight into Don’s eyes and smiled warmly.

The hell with this, he really was one sexy man of this world. His innocence and naivety just asked to tear them to pieces and make him learn real life.

"You must be in a better mood now," the mechanic noted.

Don was irritated with himself. Shit, he showed he had happy thoughts!

"I’m glad I won’t have to go back to the empty apartment," he replied playing one of the sympathy cards.

"Empty?" Martin was surprised. "And Heather?"

Normally, Alston would never admit it, but now he was dealing with Martin, Heather’s former boyfriend, and he wanted to get sympathy points from him...

"She left me," he replied grimly. "One day I came back from going to the races and she was gone. She packed all her things and left without a word. She didn’t even leave a letter. "

"I’m sorry," replied Martin, and he sounded sincere. Who if who, but he certainly knew the heartache of an abandoned man.

"Looks like Heather fucked us both up," Alston remarked bitterly.

Now was the time for the solidarity of men who were used and betrayed by the same woman. A time for understanding and sympathy. A time when even enemies unite under the yoke of the shared misfortune of the betrayal of the woman they loved.

Martin looked as if a sad reflection about the past was running through his mind. Now, with Paxton, he was probably glad that his relationship with Heather had fallen apart when it fell apart.

"This is our stop," the mechanic announced and stood up. They both moved towards the door.

They stood very close to each other as they waited for the door to open, and Alston could smell his companion. He smelled a little of hospital, a little wind, a little motor grease and some cheap soap. Nothing really stood out. Nothing was particularly interesting, but the whole thing, with the addition of Martin’s pheromones, was extremely stimulating for Don.

It was hard not to grab Martin right now, but Alston knew the consequences of this act could be more painful for him than being kicked between his legs or being arrested by the police. The memory of Nelson’s threat felt like a cold shower. So Don breathed in the smog-scented air of the city, and that refreshed him a little. But he knew he would have to act fast, otherwise he would actually lose his mind and do something that deserved Nelson’s righteous wrath.

"It’s here" Martin pointed to a small and a bit dingy bar in a side street.

The place wasn’t that interesting, but Alston decided not to make a problem of it. The most important thing was that he would be able to spend time with Martin and start convincing him.

Don was not too hungry and the place did not give him appetite, but Martin ate with relish. The boy probably wasn’t afraid of food poisoning at all.

"I forgive you," Martin suddenly announced after finishing his portion.

It surprised Alston and puzzled him.

"You do forgive me? Just like that?"

"We’re not friends, we’ve never been, but we’ve known each other long enough for me to know that you’re not into guys," explained Martin. "You surprised me then, you even shocked me, but I’m sure you wouldn’t do something like that a second time. I’m right?"

"Er ..." Don was really surprised. "Of course I wouldn’t do it again! By chance I saw you in the locker room - by the way, you could have done it in a less public place - and a bit... I don’t know. I didn’t think you could with a man, so I was so surprised and ... forgive me, I don’t know why, but I got excited ... "

Martin blushed up to the tips of his ears.

"Sorry," he said to Alston. "In fact, we should have been more careful. But then me and Steve ... Let’s just say that for us that moment was more than just sex. "

Oh shit! Martin speaks so openly about his homosexual relationship with Paxton! Does he have no conscience or no shame?

But since he himself was opening up a new opportunity for Alston to maneuver ...

"Maybe that’s why ..." Don mused, watching Martin’s reaction carefully.

"What are you talking about?" the interested mechanic asked.

"You see, when I saw you guys, I saw something special between you and I assumed it was just sex, so I wanted to experience something similar."

It wasn’t a lie to the end, but instead of a special spiritual experience, Don wanted a strong physical experience, when he would press Martin against the wall and hammer into him with all his strength ...

It was time to play the second compassionate card.

"I did wrong, and when I realized how wrong I was, I was sorry and ashamed," Alston continued. "It was just a moment of weakness, some kind of possession... The worst thing is, however, that Jack saw us then and threatened me. And since then, he treats me as an enemy ... "

"Jack?" Martin was surprised. "Impossible! Everyone is like friends to him."

"Well, not all of them," Don sighed. "He and Steve stick together like they have some kind of understanding, and I’m treated like a pariah."

"That Steve treats you badly is no wonder. It’s not that he doesn’t like you personally. He doesn’t really like being too close to people in general. He also treated me as an enemy ... "

Stop it, Alston thought, stop it for God’s sake! Every memory of Paxton brought a sweet, heavenly smile to Martin’s face, and scarlet blushes that were bloody erotic. Don couldn’t get over the urge to throw himself at his friend right now and make him smile at the mention of his name, not at the mention of Paxton’s name.

Soon, thought Don. Very soon.

"I know what Steve is like," Alston announced. "Nevertheless, it would be good if my older colleagues showed me kindness and support. After all, I’m just starting out in the stable and I don’t need to know and understand everything well. I miss their guidance. "

Hasn’t Don been overdoing it now? Will Martin be able to believe in his need for "guidance" that his older colleagues should give him? It wasn’t that Alston was one of the humblest and Martin knew it well.

"I understand what you mean," the mechanic sighed. "When I started working in the stable, I was very overwhelmed. It’s a completely different world! If it wasn’t for Abe, it would be really hard for me, but somehow I managed. Jack has been a great help to me too, so I’m surprised he doesn’t support you. "

"Clearly I’m not you," the driver grimaced.

"You’re not," admitted Martin, "but that’s good, isn’t it? Each of us is a different, separate person, a different personality and that makes this world more interesting, don’t you think? "

Bloody hell! Don Alston did not know how the others, but Martin must have made this life extremely interesting!

***

Sid didn’t sleep well that night. The story he heard from Dave made the boy feel very uneasy in his heart.

Years ago, Dave was badly hurt, and who knows when he’ll recover, or if he’ll even.

Sid sighed and rolled over to the other side.

Dave had been his best friend for many years, but probably more than that for some time. That is, the friendship that Sid felt for his friend, who was a year older, acquired a certain amount of affection, and after Martin’s confession, something more. It means...

Sid turned again.

It was just one dream that filled him with a pleasant unease but REALLY pleasant one. Sid decided that if he and Dave were brought together by something like Martine and Steve, it wouldn’t be too bad. He cared about Dave and knew Dave cared about him, but just as Sid began to want to take their relationship to another level, Dave made a firm statement that he hated gays. Sid’s hopes were lost before they could really develop. If they missed, when they were only in the germ stage, why did it hurt so much?

"Oh, Dave!" Sid groaned into the pillow.

Love was something beautiful, wasn’t it? Everyone should be able to reach it, right? Everyone had the right to love and be loved, but once the heart has experienced something as repulsive as Dave did in childhood, will it be able to experience love?

There was something heavy and painfully stinging in Sid’s chest. His friend, who was more valuable to him than an ordinary friend, had probably felt such pain for several years. Or even worse.

A wounded child who dared not tell anyone about his suffering, not even his parents, because he loved them too much to cause them pain. A noble little man who loved so much that he refused to hurt others.

Suddenly Sid sat up in bed in his darkened room...

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