Race With a Heart
Chapter 200: I Love You so Much that I Can’t Live Without You

Chapter 200: I Love You so Much that I Can’t Live Without You

Steve had in his hand some silicone ring as thick as a finger and of unknown use. Martin couldn’t ask with his mouth, so he asked with his eyes.

"This?" Steve smiled, and Martin shivered at the smile that fought innocence with demonic malice. "This is another torture device. But don’t worry, because it’s your first time, it won’t take more than ten minutes."

Ten minutes? Impossible! It’s absolutely impossible for Martin to endure another ten minutes of torture... what exactly is Steve going to do with him? What is this ring?

Paxton finally approached Martin’s penis, but in line with the boy’s fears, he did not caress him, but very gently began to put this silicone toy on him.

Erection ring! The thought came suddenly like a eureka and terrified the boy who was tormented by erotica. He had never used it before, but he had some knowledge of them, just as he hadn’t been in a balloon, and he knew they existed. But what Martin knew...

It will be fine, the boy argued to himself. It will be good, because the erection rings were supposedly a tool enhancing the experience of pleasure, but if Martin in Paxton’s embrace was crazy with pleasure without it, with such support, he will probably really lose all his senses.

Yet there was something wonderfully pleasant about it all.

Martin felt the ring press against his root. It reminded him of how Steve had made love to him once, putting pressure on him there, and actually the sensation caused by the pressure had a different taste. Martin took a deep breath. Everything Steve did was for their mutual enjoyment. Ten minutes, only ten minutes, and Martin would dissolve into a delight his brain could not have imagined.

At this point, Steve moved up so that his mouth was against his ear.

"I love you, Martin. I love you like no one else in the world. I love you so much that I can’t live without you. No matter what, don’t let your body, and above all your heart, belong to anyone else. Please, no matter what, just be mine."

Surprised, Martin wanted to say yes, yes, of course, he would never cheat on Paxton, never leave him, and what Steve was even making up, Martin would always be his only, but the gag prevented him from doing so. He wanted to hug Paxton and hug him strong, but his tied hands prevented him from doing so. All he could do was groan and nod his head.

"I love you," Steve continued and licked his neck while sticking his finger up Martin’s ass. The boy groaned at the wonderful and surprising sensation. His ass twitched. The finger was slippery. When did Steve use lube?

"I love you." Paxton licked his ear and immediately put a second finger on Martin. The sensation was extremely strong and wonderfully pleasant as both fingers fidgeted inside Martin, rubbing against the soft wall of the sensory tunnel.

"I love you," Steve repeated, kissing his eyebrows, eyes and cheeks. "Today I will engrave myself in you so that you will never forget me."

Steve was some disturbing, some strange, but so wildly sensual and erotic that only the desire for pleasure filled Martin’s head and heart. He wanted to say, ask Paxton to engrave himself on his body as much as he wanted, but he didn’t have to. After all, his every kiss was like a seal of ownership and love. And in a moment, Martin was sure of that, his huge, wonderful penis would mark him inside – forever.

And that’s what happened.

Steve entered him slowly, as if anointing, as if he were touching the most perfect and sacred relic, and this slowness of his entry was another, wonderful torture.

"I love you Martin, I will never stop loving you ..."

The words whispered in his ear were like flame and like ice. There was something disturbing about them but so wildly sensual! Is it some erotic fun, some game to stimulate his senses, his emotions and his fantasies? If so, it was damn effective. Every cell in Martin’s body was trembling with excitement, and he was literally losing his mind.

"Mine," Steve whispered, kissing his eyes, his neck, his ears and moving his hips at the same time. "Forever ... Only my ..."

’Yes, only yours, forever, only yours!’ Martin tried to scream with all the strength of his throat, but the gag held his voice back.

Paxton, meanwhile, sped up. His whispers turned to gasps. His excitement was evident and Martin, squirming under his touch and under the force of his thrusts, was grateful at that moment for the gag because he would scream, scream so loudly that no walls would stop his voice and everyone in this hotel would hear him.

’Oh, Steve! Steve! Steve !!!’ screamed his mind and his heart screamed because his mouth could only make a muffled groan. ’I love you so much too!’

Paxton shifted position and removed Martin’s erection ring. Martin fired with the power of a volcano and his eyes went white. It was the third time he had made love to Steve and he had experienced a little death.

***

Martin woke up with pain in every muscle and joint, yet he felt an unbearable bliss within himself. Just remembering what Steve was doing to him after the race made him feel unimaginable joy. He never even thought that anyone would ever love him so much. It was just ...

Christ, it was just the most wonderful day of his life!

He was so afraid of a start! Those moments were really very difficult for him, but knowing that he was doing it for Steve, wanting to make him happy during these difficult days for him, was the strongest panacea for Martin. For love, man is really able to move mountains, so let’s start in some car race.

Yes, for love! For the man he loved, Martin was willing to do anything and overcome any fear.

And he did it by filling himself, the people in the stable, and most of all Paxton with pride. Martin overcame his fear, overcame his limits and was very happy about it.

The race itself wasn’t too bad either. The adrenaline did not paralyze him, but it gave him energy and courage. On the track, Martin no longer thought of anything but the driver in front of him and the driver behind him. Even the thought of his beloved Steve drifted away. He had to focus on the task at hand and that’s what he did and reaching the finish line seventh, which he won in qualifying, beating drivers with more experience, was a great success for him and the stable!

Martin rolled lazily without opening his eyes. Everything hurt him, but his heart was full of joy.

Of course, he wouldn’t have done all of this if it wasn’t for the great car. Fergus’ stable had really great cars this season and Martin was lucky to be able to compete in the red and yellow colors of Fergus.

The boy reached out to touch Steve. He needed his warmth. The hand, however, found an empty, cold spot.

Martin felt the pain immediately. Was this another of those nights where Steve has trouble falling asleep due to his tinnitus? Martin woke up fully, looked around the dark interior, and when he saw no silhouette or a speck of light coming from the adjoining rooms, he switched on the bedside lamp.

"Steve!" he called softly.

There was no answer, but Steve might have fallen asleep on the couch in the living room. Martin got up. He searched slowly for Paxton, but he was nowhere in the suite. His clothes and shoes were also missing.

Maybe, unable to sleep, Steve went down to the hotel bar, or even went for a night walk? It wouldn’t be weird at all. Martin felt sad about it. Steve really did suffer from his ailments, although he tried to hide it from him.

The boy returned to the bedroom and sat down on the bed. Should he go find Steve?

His gaze thoughtlessly moved around the room and at one point he noticed a piece of paper lying on the bedside table. He walked over to see if it was a note left by Paxton. There were only a few words written on the sheet.

"I love you. Forgive me."

’I love you. Forgive me’? What the hell is that supposed to mean? Why is Steve apologizing? For what? Why did he leave such a strange note?

No, Steve is not ....

At that moment, Martin’s entire body was choked with an ice of terror.