Race With a Heart
Chapter 208: A Time of Realization

Chapter 208: A Time of Realization

Kevin’s wet penis swayed lazily in the cool air. It wasn’t cold in their house, but it was definitely colder than it was in Jack’s hot mouth. Anyway, a wet body loses heat faster, and Moore’s cock was almost dripping with his own sperm and Jack’s saliva. Lambert did lick it and sucked it off quite nicely, but the feeling of damp remained.

Jack could be wonderfully shameless and madly passionate. This man was able to unleash instincts and desires in Kevin that the young professor did not realize he could have within himself.

Moore had never been cold, but neither had he ever met someone who had aroused him as much as Jack did. Kevin, by the time he met Lambert, was no longer clean as a whistle. He had some very insignificant relationships behind him that couldn’t even be called a relationship. Only these women did not make him more passionate.

These polite girls were too polite, the serious ones were too serious, the bold ones were too daring, and the lascivious ones too lecherous. He saw each of them as an exaggeration of a feature. Too strong makeup, too fashionably dressed, too cheerful, too gruff, too ...

Jack wasn’t ’too’. He was just perfect. Sometimes gentle, sometimes aggressive, sometimes cheerful, sometimes sad. He had all these qualities in a miraculous balance.

Whenever Moore was dating a woman, he had the impression that she wanted to make a specific impression on him: cheerful or serious, seductive or innocent. Each took on a role - on purpose or not - but Kevin saw what the woman wanted to show him as in a magnifying glass. Jack, on the other hand, was natural, normal, ordinary. Jack clearly said what he meant.

"I’m gay. You’re totally my type and I’m gonna get you."

"Thank you, I’m not interested," Kevin replied kindly and honestly.

"But you will," promised Jack. And it was probably at that point that Moore actually got interested.

Kevin never thought about having sex with a guy. He had a few gay friends, Arthur Floyd was one of them, maybe not quite a friend, but a good acquaintance. Moore had been in contact with gays since college, so he considered them normal people. While normality is highly relative, it never mattered to Kevin whether his friend was gay or not. No gay person had ever hit on him, Moore simply belonged to a world where not everyone would dare to look, and by the way, many considered him a boring nerd, so Jack Lambert’s statement, a successful racing driver, was surprising to Kevin. Jack courted Moore for six months before Kevin allowed him to touch his hand. But then it went rather quickly.

And so they found themselves here when it was time for the young professor to drop to his knees in front of the man and indulge in the pleasure of having a male member in his mouth ...

***

The suspicion that Sid was in love with him crept into Dave at dinner when Dave confessed that he wanted to change his approach to the gay issue. But when Dave started to think about it more, he realized that Sid had been showing him signs of his affection before. He wasn’t doing it on purpose, maybe even trying to hide what he felt from him, but he was sending out certain signals completely unconsciously.

His gazes changed, and for some unknown reason became more shy. They used to talk boldly looking into each other’s eyes, now Sid looked away. As if he was afraid his eyes would say too much.

How he said it changed. Once shy with everyone but not with Dave, now Sid was free to talk to anyone but him. As if he was afraid his mouth would say too much.

His body language changed. Once when buddies could pat each other on the shoulder, now Sid shyly avoided contact. As if he was afraid that his body would betray him.

Why Sid fell in love with him was a mystery to Dave, but Sid was the only one to show such feelings towards him. Sid was the only one who approached Dave so shyly, as if he feared he might hurt him with a random look, a random word, or a gesture.

Dave told Sid that he had an unpleasant experience with a pedophile a few years ago and has had a problem ever since ... not just with men. So Sid, not wanting to hurt him with his feelings, decided to remain silent? If Dave hadn’t said anything, would he have already received his first declaration of love?

Dave’s heart beat harder. If Sid really loves him ...

Sid wasn’t a slimy, drunk, middle-aged guy reaching for a little boy’s mouth (or other body part). Sid himself was a boy who would not come into adulthood in a few days. Sid never hurt anyone. It was he who was hurt by adults, by his own father who beat him whenever he felt like it. Dave has had one terrible event in the past, Sid had so many he wouldn’t be able to count them all. They both suffered from adults and both found support in each other. And now Sid loved him.

Dave couldn’t come to terms with either his thoughts or his heart. He felt both disgust and a certain excitement at the same time. It was the first time someone loved him.

If a stranger loved him, such as a beautiful friend from school or a girl next door, he might wonder about her motives and her honesty. He wouldn’t trust her because he didn’t believe anyone could love him, so his confession would have to be a lie. But now he was dealing with Sid.

Then the reflection of reality came to Dave’s head. The boy smiled sadly. What a fool he is! He began to worry about what to do because Sid loved him, when it was just a figment of his imagination. He doesn’t have to worry about that because no one can love him, so neither can Sid.

***

They burst into their bedroom like a hurricane, quickly taking off their clothes and continuing to kiss. No one would be able to guess which one had the initiative by looking at them. They were hungry, they were hot and really passionate.

Jack pushed Kevin onto the bed and stripped off the last of his clothes - briefs. He lifted his legs into a delightful V, but he slid his arms lower, onto his hips and Kevin’s legs buckled at his knees. Lambert, meanwhile, was already sinking his face between his buttocks, savoring the secret, dark eye that attracted him more than gravity.

Kevin groaned and gasped with excitement, almost madly excited. Just a moment ago he had Lambert in his mouth, and in a moment he will feel him down there, where now Jack’s tongue bursts passionately, almost begging for the opening of these gates of pleasure. Jack’s tongue, his mouth, began to hammer inside him with an almost aggressive passion stimulating all the nerve endings of that sensitive spot.

"Ah! Oh...! " Moore couldn’t help moaning as passionately as Jack was trying. He closed his eyes and spread his arms, giving himself completely to his lover.

Lambert finally sat up, got up and pressed the head of his penis against Kevin. He put it on slowly but surely, plunging deep into Kevin’s ass, all the way to the root.

"Oooooooooooh ...!" Moore groaned slowly. He liked it, God! how much he liked it when that beautiful penis went straight into him deeply.

"I love your asshole!" Jack praised him and quickly emerged completely out of it. Kevin groaned shortly.

"I love your dick!" he announced in response.

Before he could close, Jack stepped into him again, smooth as if sliding on butter.

"Ah ...!" Moore groaned, then again "Ah ...!" when Lambert came out of it again. This sweet game was crazy...!