Race With a Heart
Chapter 199: Prize

Chapter 199: Prize

"Just why," Paxton asked, "if you did so well, I’m getting the award?"

Martin smiled with satisfaction. Has Steve forgotten that Martin finds him the ultimate prize? Every centimeter of his body, every millimeter of him, every groan and every sigh, even every breath... Everything!

Martin could have told him that in words, but his mouth was too engrossed in tasting Paxton’s penis, which had been on high alert for so long that Martin hadn’t even had time to move his tongue well, he could already feel a pleasant salty stickiness on it.

It was also a source of satisfaction for him. So Martin took a deep breath and, making the noise of a slight choking noise, took Steve deep down his throat.

But there was a lot of semen, too much, and Martin could not keep up with swallowing it. He had to back off and the last drops filled his mouth ...

Steve, with a groan of relief, pulled out of him and crouched down in front of Martin. He stuck his mouth and tongue into him and during a greedy kiss he absorbed some of his own sperm. It was so insanely obscene that Martin groaned thinly as he felt his eyes darken.

Then strong arms lifted him from the ground and embraced like the princess. Like a bride carried over the threshold by her young spouse, Martin was brought into the sleeping area of ​​the hotel suite and was gently and carefully laid down in the soft sheets.

The boy’s heart was beating like crazy. He could feel all the care and love that flowed from Steve. Paxton was a master of all forms of sex, so Martin had no idea whether he would enter him today like a fortress-conquering battering ram or with a delightful and timid subtlety. But he knew Paxton had prepared himself well for the sex because they had promised each other that Steve would give Martin the most wonderful prize after the race.

"How will you take me today?" Martin asked with a hint of delightful anxiety.

"So that you will never forget that night. Sorry, I won’t let you go to the party today. Are you disappointed?"

The party was organized for the drivers and sponsors and it was an opportunity to meet the track mates and make some new business contacts.

"Not at all!" Martin announced. Steve pulled a red sash from under the pillow and began tying his hands. Martin bit his lower lip and nervously shifted his hips as he rubbed them against his swollen penis.

’Ah, so today there will be a binding!’ Martin thought excitedly, looking forward to it. Without a shadow of objection, he allowed his hands to be tied with a sash and tied to the bed. Could it be a night of whimsical bliss awaiting him?

Paxton tied him up and checked that the ties were tight, then pushed his lips into him, giving him a fiery, eternal kiss.

"Any last words?" he asked taking his lips away from his.

"The last words?" Martin didn’t understand, but after a while it became clear when Steve showed him a red sex toy - a gag. "Oh!" Martin’s eyes widened.

Steve had once promised him that they would go one step further and Martin would be gagged so that people outside the room they had sex in wouldn’t hear his screams of delight. That promise made Martin extremely excited, but since then there has been no opportunity to put it into practice, and Martin himself forgot that it was made. Now, with this erotic toy in front of his eyes, he shifted uneasily on the bed.

"You remember!" Martin exclaimed excited and delighted. He would probably have blushed from the shame that he was enjoying the toy so much, but he was already so red that every cell in his body seemed to be on fire.

"Well," Steve admonished "any last words?"

The boy thought for a moment and then said:

"Do with me whatever you want!"

"Oh, I definitely will," Steve promised, arousing menace in his voice, and shoved the gag into his lover’s mouth.

If Martin hadn’t loved Steve so much, and hadn’t known that Paxton loved him madly, he would probably have gotten scared by the threat in his voice. Steve had a darkness about him that sometimes made his eyes become two abysses, two bottomless wells so cavernous they even absorbed light... like deadly black holes. Martin had seen the darkness and heard that harsh, menacing voice many times before and was not even a bit afraid of them. He knew there was a delight behind them that no one else in this world would give him, and that he then became a delight for Paxton. What might once have filled him with dread was now the most exciting promise that he would experience a delight the intensity of which would take him to paradise while he was still alive.

Martin expected Steve to start fondling his dick or ass right now, but the lover started stroking the insides of his arms. He was doing it as delicately as if he were touching a heavenly cloud and was afraid that with stronger pressure he would dissipate its form. The bound and tied martin could only groan a muffled groan as his begging manhood had to wait for Steve to finish playing with his arms. Paxton, however, took his time, and instead of moving his hands lower, he joined with his mouth, licking and biting the inside of the boy’s arms and his armpits.

Martin arched and whined like an abandoned puppy. He mentally begged Steve to touch his dick.

But Paxton was cruel. He plunged his face into Martin’s feed, and the boy suddenly discovered that it was a very sensitive area to caressing. Sensitive so much that his body began to tremble with excitement. If only Steve had reached out and started caressing his penis!

But no, content with his armpit, Paxton moved his lips to Martin’s torso and found his nipple. Like a puppy lapping milk, Steve lapped his tongue at the already protruding nipple, and when he got bored of lapping, he bit it, he sucked it and slowly licked it to lap, bite, suck again... Martin could no longer bear these caresses and struggling in his bonds, he felt, that he was about to start crying.

By this point, Martin was even ready to curse the day he met Steve.

Instead, Martin began to curse himself for giving Paxton an erotic fulfillment so thoughtlessly. If he hadn’t sucked him right after he arrived, Steve would have been tortured with excitement too, and he would have rushed to play. Who knows, maybe he would even be fucking Martin’s ass now, or even coming inside him tight now...

Martin wanted to plead, he wanted to beg, he wanted to threaten Steve to finally take care of his cock and ass, but the gag completely took away the opportunity. All he could do was moan and screech impatiently, letting Paxton know his body was at the end of its erotic endurance.

’Let me come!’ Martin pleaded silently. ’Steve, please let me come!’

But apparently today the darkness in Paxton’s heart was more powerful because, despite Martin’s despairing moans, he continued his torture. Yes, torture because wonderfully exciting, wonderfully erotic, but torture nonetheless, because Steve still refused to touch Martin’s penis.

No, it really was way too much!

But here was the hope that Martin gripped with all his heart. Paxton’s mouth began to slide down... and stopped at his navel.

The boy let out a long groan and shook his head. He would never let Paxton get tied up again! He would never, ever allow such torture, though his whole body trembled with pleasure. For God’s sake, that was just too much!

Steve moved a little lower again, and this time he accidentally nudged Martin’s cock, already painfully swollen. The boy was breathing hard, but his heart was full of hope. Just a little more, he thought, a little more patience, and Paxton would finally put his mouth or hand around his penis. Just a little more, literally in a moment...

Steve leaned over, and Martin happily recognized that he was finally reaching for the moisturizer. Yes, in a moment, Paxton’s re-energized penis will be demanding to enter some hole and can there be a nicer hole for him than Martin’s ass? End of torture, finally ...

Paxton straightened, a sly smile on his face. He was holding something in his hand, but it wasn’t a lube bottle. It was ... What exactly was it?