Race With a Heart
Chapter 149: With Body and Spirit, I Want Uou to be Within Me

Chapter 149: With Body and Spirit, I Want Uou to be Within Me

"Shit, you’re getting really bold," Steve continued smiling.

Martin broke away from his chest and moved slowly but smoothly so that his lips could reach this alluring, constantly summoning giant.

Sex really was the best way to deal with unsteady emotions, Martin decided. He had no idea about enzymes and hormones, but he had already learned experimentally that being in the strong arms of a beloved man, having his passions within him, gave him real pleasure and respite. He wasn’t surprised that Steve reached out for sex whenever he had an emotional problem. Of course, it wasn’t the solution in the long run, no, until there was emotional intimacy with sex, but when it did, there was no more wonderful fulfillment.

Martin found this out only in Paxton’s arms.

Could Steve have felt the same way about him?

The boy began to love Paxton’s penis with a tender but firm caress. He was driven by his sex drive, but also by his heart’s desire to merge with Steve as if they were one entity. That their hearts beat in one rhythm again, that their breaths became one, that a part of Paxton’s body was inside Martin.

At first he took it in his mouth. It was not easy for him, as Steve’s bulky size made his task difficult, but the pleasure of having that wonderful, bloated manhood in his mouth soon began to shake his body.

"Straddle me," Steve flew suddenly, his voice even harsher. "I want your little asshole in front of me."

Those indecent words sounded so sweet!

Without delaying but taking care not to put pressure on Paxton’s body, Martin obeyed. He was now on his knees and elbows, with his head tucked between Steve’s legs and resting on his hard stake, his butt cocked so that he was facing Paxton’s face. He had barely taken this position when he felt his lover’s hot, wet tongue between his buttocks.

"Um, uhm ..." the boy purred contentedly.

He felt a strong, stimulating pressure on Paxton’s hand on his buttocks. His thumbs slipped a little deeper, further separating the cheeks and revealing a puckered eye. Paxton’s tongue grew even bolder.

Martin sobbed inwardly. Having Steve in his mouth and having him play with the boy’s ass was like a dream come true that was too bold to even exist. Then, back there, a finger slowly began to force its way into him.

"Relax," Paxton ordered gently. "Why are you so tense and tight?"

But Martin couldn’t do that. He loved without memory and wanted Steve’s body, but he was actually under too much emotional stress for him to relax so much.

"I’m trying, but ..." he wanted to explain himself, but he couldn’t find the words.

"This position ... are you uncomfortable?"

"No, it’s good..."

"I love you," Steve informed him suddenly.

Something twitched in Martin’s heart and body.

"I love you," the driver repeated fondly.

These words were full of truth, full of tenderness and warmth. They were like the sweetest, most wonderful aphrodisiac. The tension in the boy’s body began to subside, and Steve had more free access to his interior.

Slowly but firmly, Paxton filled Martin on both sides. The flame of physical passion and emotional closeness meant that after just a few minutes, Martin was able to change his position and slowly prepare to take Steve into this tight hole.

Paxton was prepared, supplied with the right amount of moisturizing fluid, so as Martin slowly poked at his tough manhood, he did so with a pleasure that tore a short, choppy cry of ecstasy from his chest.

And then...

Then there was only the unity that filled Martin’s insides and his heart.

Sex without love is a pleasure. Having sex with someone you love is ecstasy!

***

There were cans and bottles of soda, glasses and dishes with chips on the table. There was actually everything they needed to spend the afternoon in front of the TV screen. But they were missing something. Or rather someone.

Sid looked at the empty seat on the couch and felt a pang of emptiness in his heart. The feeling, however, was neither very strong nor long-lasting, because the man who had previously occupied this place had no misfortune. On the contrary, he had a chance to make his dreams come true, to spread his wings and fly. Well, Martin was flying today.

Sid, Dave and Teddy gathered together to watch today’s GP2 race. Although everyone knew Martin would not be in it, they were excitedly awaiting its opening. The whole world knew that things had been hot and busy at the Fergus Stables lately, and their first driver, Steve Paxton, was not only bloody unlucky on the track, but also a victim of an attempted murder. This last information was the most shocking for everyone. Everyone wanted to know who and why perpetrated such a radical act and in what condition is the first driver of the stable.

So a lot happened. So much that it was impossible to leave the media on its own and the Fergus Stable organized a press conference where she presented everything she wanted and could present.

At first, the media was informed that Steve had fallen victim to private revenge against him by someone he had previously prevented from committing a crime. Since the striker is young, no more information will be disclosed about him, and the Fergus Stable and Steve Paxton himself are asking the media to drop the topic.

The second piece of information was that Steve is doing fine, but due to his physical trauma, he will not be taking part in races, but also training for at least a month. As a result, during his convalescence, the Fergus Stable made some necessary changes.

Here it goes to point three, which is the official introduction of the current third driver, Don Alston, who will temporarily take Steve’s place. An inquisitive but apparently inexperienced journalist asked who would be racing when Paxton returned, to which Karl Walton smiled understandingly and explained that it would be seen when Steve returned. Paxton still has an unwavering position as first driver, but the stable knows how to appreciate new talent. Therefore, everything will turn out over time.

The fourth item was the introduction of the temporary third driver, Martin. The intimidated boy waved awkwardly at the cameras, and the internet sparked in seconds with comments saying the boy shouldn’t be a racing driver, but an actor or a model. Within five minutes, people found and began distributing a photo of his mother in a vice miss beauty crown. Martin became a hotter topic than anyone could have imagined. It seemed that beauty was, in fact, whatever the era, the best means of gaining popularity. Within minutes, Martin became an internet celebrity and gained a pretty sizeable fan club.

Sid was so pleased about it that it was hard to tear him away from the internet, where he enthusiastically wrote very flattering comments.

However, the race was more important, and although Martin was not expected to take part in it, the mere fact that he was at this great sporting event as a member of the team was a great joy for himself and for his friends back home. Therefore, although Martina was not in front of the TV with them, Sid could not feel sad about it, because in a way Martin was in the TV itself.

"I wonder where Steve is now?" the question escaped from Sid’s lips. The boy immediately looked at Dave, concerned about the reaction he might have to the sound of that name, but Dave remained unmoved. "I wonder if watching Martin makes him nervous as much as Martin was nervous watching him?"

"But Martin is not starting," Dave remarked indifferently.

"But he’s in the booths. He is ready. It is in all this racing fever ... "

"I’m sure it’s normal for Paxton."

"I do not know. It is normal for him that he is there and others are waiting, not the other way around. "

"I only watch this race for Lambert," Dave announced, which did not surprise anyone. Lambert was the idol of Dave that the boy had admired for years. The absence of one of the key drivers, which Paxton was undoubtedly, opened up opportunities for the others, and Jack has been doing brilliantly this season, and although he started from the second grid with only Feretti in front of him, a real fan knew victory was within his reach. .

"I hope he wins!" Sid joined the support for Jack. "This new driver ... I don’t know what to expect from him."

"What can you expect? He was eighth on the grid with such a good car," Dave snorted in disgust.

"It’s not easy to do well the first time fighting on this level," explained Teddy. "Don’t forget, that this is a completely different class of sport."

"But it was just qualifying," noted Dave. "He just had to do a lap as fast as possible. He didn’t have to compete on the track with other drivers. "

"But he was competing with them in his head," noted Teddy. "The boy seems very arrogant and confident, but I’ve seen hundreds of them before. In fact, he makes up for his complexes. "

"Complexes," Dave muttered. "Yes, of course."

Sid felt uneasy. Since Dave found out that Martin and Steve are lovers, he has changed a lot. He stopped being that smiling, happy boy and became more nervous and snappy. Was it because he was awakening memories of that horrible childhood event that he was trying to forget?

Martin’s departure from his job at the auto repair shop only worsened Dave’s mood. As if Dave regretted something ...