Race With a Heart
Chapter 142: Somewhere There is Love and Desire, and Somewhere Else ...

Chapter 142: Somewhere There is Love and Desire, and Somewhere Else ...

How could Kevin not love this man? How could he not want him? Every cell in Moore’s body, every nerve longed for Jack Lambert’s closeness. Their tongues joined in a wet dance and their hot breaths penetrated each other. Their arms brought them together in intimate proximity. Jack’s skin under Kevin’s fingers was so hot!

There was still anger in Moore’s heart, but that strong, negative emotion turned into passion. Even the temptation to spank Lambert returned. Kevin was too lazy for that that night. Although...

Moore’s hands caressing Jack’s back moved down his body, reaching for his plump buttocks. Kevin knew that most partners did not change their roles that they take at the beginning. He didn’t care why others didn’t. He and Jack just liked that arrangement. But that didn’t mean Moore couldn’t get a little teasing with his lover - not so much for revenge as for the spice of play that Lambert himself had offered.

Kevin, under the covers of the sheets, so unable to take a sweeping momentum, gave Jack a slap on the buttock.

"Ouch!" Lambert groaned in surprise, but his body said he liked the caress. No wonder, after all, the buttocks were one of the most erogenous zones a man had, so this type of stimulation must have made an impression on him.

Moore gave him a second slap and Jack screamed even louder, but also more enthusiastically.

"Professor, you really ... I thought corporal punishment was forbidden."

"Punishment?" Kevin mocked and gripped Lambert’s buttock tightly. "It was more of a reward, judging from your reaction. Anyway, I had your permission. You were actually begging me for this ... "

"I begged? Let’s not exaggerate! But ... Oh! "

The final shout came as Kevin’s finger approached the entrance to Jack’s temple of pleasure. The man shivered with excitement in Moore’s arms.

Kevin, on the other hand, shivered, knowing how exciting his behavior was for Jack.

"I thought you didn’t want to switch roles?" Lambert asked. Moore, licking his neck, replied.

"Because I do not want. At least not today. "

"So why...?"

"Because THIS IS your punishment."

"Ah yes!" Jack sighed excitedly. "So I have to sin more!"

This statement sparked a slight indignation in Kevin, so despite the discomfort he was causing Lambert, he pushed his finger into him.

"Oh! Kevin! You really ... "

Moore, however, felt no desire to enter Jack. Instead, he felt his own ass begging for a caress. And it was supposed to be without penetration! Well, he knew that if they started playing, it would be hard for them to stop just on caressing.

"Don’t worry," Kevin replied to his lover. "I still prefer you to enter me."

"And you said ... Eh, never mind," summed Jack smiling.

Kevin’s leg moved towards Jack, and Moore slung it over his lover’s hip. He was wrapping his arms and leg around him now. They were so close that their penises rubbed against each other and there was no room between them for Lambert’s hand.

Kevin and Jack were completely caressing each other. Their cheeks, their lips, their torsos and limbs were rubbing against each other in a perfectly balanced tenderness and passion that come from true, sincere love. It was love that made that despite the men quarrel in the evening, now they joyfully shared passion. Or maybe because in the evening there was a short quarrel that made this passion grow so big and powerful?

That night belonged to them and, fulfilling all Moore’s assumptions, they did not ended up only on caressing and petting itself.

***

It didn’t take a genius to know that Steve was withdrawn from racing in time to recover. Nevertheless, the media made an appropriate sensation out of it. They also started writing about replacing Paxton, and suddenly Don Alston was in the spotlight.

Don was absolutely not bothered by an interest in him. He read with satisfaction the articles that appeared about him on various online platforms and spoke about his past. It was also fun to read about the talent he had and the bright future that lay ahead of him and the stable that employed him. Whether it was the journalists’ own idea or a small suggestion from Nelson, Alston didn’t know and didn’t really care. It was important that he was well written about.

Don wasn’t as handsome as Steve or as cute as Martin, but he could certainly compete with Jack, so the less sporting media took notice of the value of his face. Alston’s photos and his social media account started to be trendy, and he started gaining fans at an alarming rate. And he hasn’t even started in any of the races yet. He also received several interview offers, for which he politely thanked, exclaiming that in such a serious situation for him and the Fergus Stables, he must focus on his performance on the track.

Don Alston’s five minutes of fame had just begun.

This day couldn’t have started any better. Can there be anything more beautiful than making a dream come true? And Alston’s dream was slowly starting to come true.

Of course, Don was smart enough not to show his joy to the world. Everyone knew he had gotten this chance because Paxton had suffered a misfortune. And yet a good colleague cannot enjoy the misfortune of a companion, even if he can fulfill his dream himself. He should remain moderate.

But it didn’t change the fact that Alston was dripping with joy. He only needed one thing to be happy - Martin in the strength of his arms. But there will also be time for that. The colleague forgave him for his previous inappropriate behavior and he did not treat him as an enemy. Two or three more meetings where Don would complain to him that he was being discriminated against in the stable and Martin would already feel quite sympathetic and supportive. From there it was just a step away from gaining the total trust of Martin in him.

So what was his surprise when, after coming to work, he saw Martin standing on the stables grounds!

"Martin?" he asked shocked. The mechanic turned to face him. "What are you doing here? Did you come with Steve? I thought he was still in the hospital."

"Because he is," admitted his colleague. "I came here on my own behalf."

"On your own ...?"

Alston was worried about something. What business might Martin have had in the Fergus Stables? Eh, it sure wasn’t a big deal, Don said almost immediately.

"Are these some documents from the time you worked here?" He asked. Don didn’t think of another answer, but he wanted to be sure.

"No," Martin smiled naturally. Hell, that sweet, innocent smile was way too sexy! "Since you are replacing Steve for a while, someone has to replace you during that time. Karl has decided on me. "

"This..."

It was surprising, stunning and really good news. With Martin this close, Don will have more opportunities to gain his interest. Only Jack was in the stables, and he’d be sure to keep Don from getting too close to Martin.

But Jack wasn’t an all-seeing God, so he couldn’t be everywhere, see everything, and react to everything. Knowing that he has an enemy in him, Alston will just have to be more careful around him and not let his plans for Martin become known.

"This is really great news!" Don didn’t even have to pretend enthusiasm. "Congratulations! I am glad that we will be able to compete with each other again, although only during training. But wait, haven’t you worked elsewhere? "

"I still work there, but part time," explained Martin happily. "There is not much work in the workshop, so I used to be bored anyway. You know that a driver cannot drive for too long because his concentration is weakened and reflexes slow down, so I will have time to work in both places. "

"Hey, don’t you want to have too much work at once? What will Steve say to that? "

"What does he have to say?" Martin was surprised. Don still couldn’t believe that a man could be so sexy just by being himself.

"I don’t know, maybe that you are neglecting him? You are a couple, aren’t you? "

"Shhh ..." Martin put a finger to his lips and looked to see if anyone was around. "We haven’t decided to disclose yet."

"Sorry," replied Don. "Anyway, I’m glad to be able to work with you," he extended his hand to Martin.

It was quite a risky gesture on his part, because it is one thing to say that you forgive someone and another to really forgive. Besides, it would be the first touch that has come between them since that unfortunate incident on Martin’s last day of work.

The mechanic, however, smiled brightly and without hesitation shook the hand that was offered to him. It was warm and, despite the manual work he did with them, soft. But he didn’t use a shovel all day, but much smaller, reasonably precise tools.

"Me too," replied Martin. He sounded natural and honest. So naturally and sincerely that in Don the spark of joy and happiness was lit with quite a big flame today.

The chances of getting Martin were getting bigger!