Race With a Heart
Chapter 98: Obsession in the Heart of a Man

Chapter 98: Obsession in the Heart of a Man

Don Alston threw a beautiful bottle to the ground that sat on the dresser of the hotel room where the driver was. The bottle shattered into small pieces, flooding the carpet and scattering the beautiful flowers that had stood in it all over the floor. Against the beige background, the red gerberas looked like fresh blood stains.

Don was just furious.

Steve Paxton had an accident on the track today, but by some incomprehensible miracle he came out unscathed. Is it possible? He should at least have a broken arm or a concussion after tumbling like this, while he... God damn it!

Don had no idea if this accident was Nelson’s plan. Swanson wasn’t a bottom-up driver or a young idiot. He has been driving for the third year and has settled here quite well. He was not as brilliant as Paxton and it was him that Steve had pushed to a lower place in the overall standings last season. He was a good driver with a good standing, so he wouldn’t be risking it all for the money Nelson offered him. But goddamn it, Steve had no right to get out of this accident unscathed! He just didn’t have it!

Plus that speech of his before he went to the hospital! Who was Steve saying to? ’Whatever force is behind these events, I am especially grateful to it.’ What the hell was that supposed to mean? Did Steve suspect something? If so, what is it?

Did this have something to do with Heather’s sudden disappearance? A week ago, when he returned from the competition, she was gone and her phone number was no longer active. Furious, Alston tried to find her, but did not have time. Anyway, he had other, more serious problems to deal with. If Heather had said anything to Steve or Martin, Paxton could have mentally prepared and then Nelson’s plan would fail.

Alston couldn’t take the tension anymore and called Nelson. The man answered pretty quickly. The driver heard a party noise in the background, but the noise slowly faded, as if Nelson was walking a distance where they could talk in peace.

"Have you seen today’s race?" Don asked immediately.

"Unfortunately, I did not have this option, but I know its course."

"And you know Steve made it out alive?"

"Of course," replied irritatingly calm Nelson.

"Answer me honestly, there’s one thing I need to know. Was Swanson acting on your behalf? "

"Yes."

Alston was surprised by this simple, honest answer. He didn’t know if he was more surprised by Nelson’s directness or the fact that Swanson had gotten himself into it all.

"But how?" he asked, unable to believe it.

Swanson has been informed that the stable does not intend to extend his contract. The president’s nephew is waiting for him. This type of information can make anyone angry and deprive him of his loyalty to the employer. If, in addition, someone offers him money in an amount that is difficult to refuse ... "

"I understand. You spend a lot of money to take care of my case... "Alstom felt especially grateful.

"It’s a real pleasure for me, Don. Your satisfaction is my satisfaction. "

It was pleasant to hear these words, especially from the lips of such a powerful and influential man, though the influences were unofficial and very quiet.

"Do you also know about the interview Steve gave?"

"Of course."

"Do you think that he realizes it was all on purpose?"

"That was the plan. This is how I could plant paranoia in him. "

"But his declaration today ..."

"Granted, Paxton has guts. He is stronger than I thought, or ... "

Nelson paused, causing Alston to feel a growing curiosity and excitement.

"Or?" he asked, looking forward to an answer.

"Or there’s a factor that I don’t know about, and believe me, there aren’t many factors like that. Something that helps Paxton through a difficult period. Or someone. "

A supposition began to appear in Don’s head, and a vision. Steve Paxton fucking Martin. The young mechanic was incredibly erotic in this scene, but it’s impossible for Paxton to become anything more than a live sex toy, right? Martin was alluring, and he had a certain irritating warmth to him, but for that much of an effect on the cold, arrogant driver ...

"Is it possible?" Alston asked himself, forgetting for a moment that he was on the line with Nelson.

"What? Do you suspect something? "

"Yes, but ... this is too ridiculous," Don replied.

But maybe it wasn’t as ridiculous as he had thought at first? Martin’s ecstatic, sperm-poured face had so far appeared in Don’s dreams and fantasies. There was something wonderfully forbidden and seductive about this sight, like the fruit of the Tree of Good and Bad News. The temptation to taste it was too great to resist, and no other fruit tasted good anymore after Alston saw the delight of nibbling on that Eden-style apple. Taking Martin, knocking him to his knees and forcing him to suck ... Pin him against the wall and enter into him so that he screamed ... There was something very attractive about these fantasies. If he, Don Alston, could lose his head for that little mechanic for a while, couldn’t Steve?

"I don’t know if this is up to date," Don decided to tell Nelson, "but Steve had a lover. A young mechanic ... "

"Are you talking about Martin?"

Alston was surprised, though he knew he shouldn’t. He shouldn’t have been surprised by anything Nelson knew. This man was all-knowing, almost like God.

"They are together?" he asked, not realizing his voice trembled.

"It is difficult to describe as ’being together’. They meet from time to time to have sex. Do you think there could be more to it? If so, I’ll have to get rid of this mechanic. "

"No," said Don, suddenly feeling a strange chill in his heart. It was logical that in order to destroy Steve you had to remove the one who was important to him and who gave him strength, but Martin ... "I’ll take care of the mechanic myself."

"As you wish," Nelson agreed. "And one more thing, Don."

"Yes?"

"Remember what I asked you to do last time? You weren’t supposed to show up in places with a bad reputation. "

Alston cursed silently. After Heather had left him so brazenly, Don had to somehow relieve himself. True, he shouldn’t have done this, but he was only human and people make mistakes.

"Sorry," he said sincerely.

"No problem, I took care of everything. But be more careful in the future. "

"I will," he promised.

Yes, he would definitely be more careful and most of all he wasn’t going to hang out with women anymore. The picture of Martin, engrossed in bliss and drenched in semen, appeared before his eyes again.

If obsession could arise in a man’s heart, it was happening in Don Alston’s heart.

The Don had known Martin for years. They grew up in the same neighborhood, although as kids they didn’t know each other at all. They only got acquainted as teenagers because they were both interested in fast cars and both started competing in amateur races.

Even then, Martin had something disturbingly attractive about him. It wasn’t eroticism, Don never thought of him that way. Anyway, Alston had never been attracted to guys, and he was definitely into girls. With Martin, however, the girls behaved a little differently than with the rest of the boys their age. With Martin, they became more attractive, more erotic. As if they were trying harder for him. When Heather, the most beautiful and sexiest girl in the area, started dating Martin, she attracted Don’s special attention.

Maybe it was a rivalry between two adolescent males, each wanting to have as much power over the females as possible, and maybe a little jealousy, but Alston always wanted to be better than Martin at everything, always wanted more and better. He wanted it on the track and in his daily life. Now, however, this desire has taken a completely different shape.

Don didn’t want any more than Martin. He wanted Martin alone.

Fantasies of all shapes began to run through his head. These were fantasies so daring that he would not dare to think of any woman like that - after all, women were weak beings, but Martin ... He, though with delicate features and a delicate disposition, was a man endowed with what every man should have physically and personally. With him, Don didn’t have to be delicacy and he wasn’t going to. That is why, in his fantasies, Alston indulged in bland daring.

If Steve Paxton can enjoy the delightful sight of Martin drenched in his cum, Don Alston, too.

If there was something about Martin that made him squirm with pleasure at the touch of a man, Don would show him clearly and very distinctly what the true pleasure of being with a strong, dominant man was.

Martin will regret not succumbing to him sooner and he will beg for more ...

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