Race With a Heart
Chapter 187: Change of Dreams and Change of Plans

Chapter 187: Change of Dreams and Change of Plans

Nelson immediately stood behind him, put his arm around him, and slipped his hands into Don’s fly. His strong hand embraced Alston’s masculinity, already on the alert with excitement.

"How do you feel in this position? How do you feel in this place?"

"I like it when you touch me," Nelson said sincerely. "Your touch is very pleasant."

"What if it was someone else?"

"Who?"

"Anyone. If anyone, absolutely no matter who, a complete stranger, embraced you in this place and in such a way, would his touch be pleasant to you?"

"Of course not!" Don was indignant, but for fear that someone would hear him and find him in such a situation, his shout was very low.

"So why do you think someone else might enjoy it? Do you think a whore feels good to be touched by a stranger, groped in such a dingy place? Did you think Martin would enjoy being touched by someone for whom he has no feelings?"

"Finish with Martin, please," begged Don. He didn’t like the way Nelson caressed him while talking about another man.

Especially since the caress was really nice. Nelson’s strong, determined hand moved along his dick in exactly the right rhythm to elicit the best response from his body.

"Why?" Alston sensed movement behind his back and knew Nelson was getting ready to get in the ass of the young driver. "You liked talking about him so much. You wanted to fuck him so badly."

There was venom in Nelson’s voice, and Don had the strange impression that Nelson was... jealous.

This suspicion ignited Alston more than caresses. Despite this dark, dirty and foul-smelling alley, despite the humiliation of being taken like a cheap whore in a place like this, Don felt happy.

"This is all in the past," he announced, his heart pounding. "You gave me a good lesson then. I haven’t thought about him since then."

"At all?"

Alston hesitated. It was only a moment, but it was enough to make Nelson feel dissatisfied. He lowered Don’s pants and unceremoniously began to shove his penis into him.

The young driver was already prepared by the finger, yet he felt quite unpleasantly the entrance of a larger object into him.

"You dare to think of Martin when you have me?"

"I was just curious," Don moaned, feeling Nelson’s cock pounding him, "if when you doused my face with cum, I was just as beautiful as he was with Steve’s cum ... Just ... oh! ... this."

"Only?" Nelson started fucking him and he did it exactly like man does a cheap slut, without paying attention to her pleasure, hard and fast to get satisfaction for himself as soon as possible.

"Yes, just, I swear! Oh...! " Don assured him, almost choking on the groans he was making. "Why are you jealous? You yourself suggested that I fuck someone ... Ouch!"

Alston immediately regretted his last words. Nelson started fucking him so hard that Don could barely stand on his feet and he had to lean his hands against the dirty wall.

"Someone?" Nelson was clearly irritated. "How many times do I have to tell you that you must not associate with just anyone? Dark alleys, brothels, even striptease bars from that day on are only available to you in my company. Understood?"

No, Don didn’t understand, but he didn’t have to. Nelson’s words were law to him.

"Yes ..." he moaned, feeling his penis caressed by Nelson’s hand releasing the semen. He felt pleasure and pain in his ass. He wanted to moan and squeal and scream, totally ruined by the passion Nelson was fucking him with. An orgasm so powerful was coming ...

"And yes," Nelson suddenly announced as Don shudders began to tremble. "Covered with my cum you look damn erotic and beautiful. Lesson two has ended" he stated releasing all his cum in Alston’s ass.

***

"Nelson, do ... do you really care about me?" Don shyly asked as they pulled up to the building where he lived.

"I don’t care about anyone as much as I care about you," the man assured.

"But what you did today ..."

"Were you satisfied?"

"I was, but ... Don’t do that anymore. I’m not gonna go for bitches anymore, I get it now, so don’t do that anymore, okay?"

"Okay," agreed Nelson. "Do you have any more wishes?"

"More like a question. Do you think I could leave the Fergus Stables?"

Don’s heart was beating hard as he asked the question. He had wanted to ask this for a long time, but was a little worried about Nelson’s possible reaction.

"Don’t you want to be a racing driver anymore?"

"I want to, but not there. After everything I’ve done, there’s no place for me there. I don’t want to be with these people."

"Will you hold on until the end of the season?"

"Yes. I think so. Sorry, I don’t want to be ungrateful after what you’ve done for me ..."

Nelson leaned over in the seat and, holding his head, kissed him on the lips. It was just a kiss, with no lip pushing or tongue thrusting in - the most ordinary kiss on the lips, although it lasted a little long.

Don’s heart was beating so hard!

"A lot has happened," Nelson announced as their lips parted. "The circumstances have changed and you have changed. You have the right to change your mind."

"And you don’t think I’m a loser?"

"Not at all," he assured, and Alston knew he was telling the truth.

"But a man should fight to the end ..."

"Only those fights in which he wants to win. If you have nothing to win, why should you fight, hmm?"

"But honor ..."

It was something his father always told him. A man should always fight to the end. A man’s honor depends on it. You don’t know a real man by the way he starts, but when he ends...

Nelson laughed as if he were amused by the mention of honor.

"You let me fuck you like a cheap whore, did you get your honor damaged? Have I humiliated you?"

Don blushed, swallowing hard.

"No," he announced. "If someone else tried to do this, I would kill the bastard, but you ... You didn’t humiliate me."

"Honor is a beautiful word. Very... pompous. But also very relative. The old you and some parochial people would say that what we did, what you did while giving me ass was without honor, but for me a man who is not ashamed to reach for what he wants is just a real man. Today you went beyond the social conventions that your upbringing imposed on you and you did it decisively and with your head held high. I’m proud of you!"

Nelson’s words lit up Don’s heart like magic. So Nelson wanted Alston to let go of those social limits that kept him from reaching for what he really wants and needs! And what Don wanted and needed was Nelson! And Nelson was proud of him!

"Your father speaks of honor, but does he have honor when he cheats on your mother?"

"No," Don admitted, and suddenly lowered his head. He realized something very important. "I, too, acted without honor to the people at Fergus."

"Therefore, you will be honorable if you leave of your own free will. Report to Walton that by the end of the season, if they don’t kick you out, you will do your best to redeem your sins and then walk away without causing any trouble to the stables. I helped you get on the track because at that point in your life it was your desire. When your desire changes, I too have to adapt what I do to your needs. Regardless of whether you want to change your stable or the job you do, I will always be there for you. "

Nelson really was an absolutely unique man. Who else would exist so honestly, so sincerely, and with such dedication for Don? Nelson was just all the good things in Alston’s life, and Alston was beginning to realize it.

"Thank you," he called, a broad smile on his lips. "With you, I feel like I’m getting wings."

"With me you will fly far and high. I promise. Now go rest. You must be very tired."

"I am," admitted Don. "Good night!"

***

Nelson smiled as the young man walked away. His step, after a little fucking tonight, was a little shaky, which was understandable. Don Alston was an adorable little devil and Nelson loved to play with him.

He loved it soooooo much!

Don dreamed of becoming a professional driver. The best method at the time was the Fergus Stable. But the situation changed, this place and the people working there brought Don a lot of worry.

Nelson took out the phone and as soon as the person on the other side answered (and did it almost immediately) he said:

"Plans have changed. Now our goal is to destroy the Fergus Stables an everyone in it."

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