A Real Finish

All eyes were on us.
Saturday Nox at the local anesthetic wash cart track in southern KY was always a fun one. Food, alcoholic drink, and topical anaesthetic race car trying to piddle a name for themselves in hope that one day maybe they'll get a big shift and check a deal with a crowing team and make it to the big point of NASCAR.
I myself, am just your average 16 twelvemonth old. I get heights fool in school, I hang out with friends, but on the weekends, I pack up my Pro national stock car and head out from my home in Missouri. With the help of my Dad and his friends, I race all over the deep Dixieland just trying to have fun, but also hold out hopes that one day I will hand the big times.
masses never understood my cacoethes for motorcar racing, standing over 6 feet marvelous and weighing about 175 pounds, people always thought I'd get hold of up baseball game or football. Those are great, but the sound of an untamed beast awakening and rattling around a senior high banked track at 160 miles an hour really seems better, right ?
I'm an earnest and humble kid, I never get in worry and never tout about the matter in life that I have. I'll admit, my Dad has money, I mean…this car didn't buy itself. But, I'm blessed to have a supportive family like mine.
Along the way, you meet other contender that have the same flame in your warmheartedness as you.
Lucas Thrasher was the gruelling racing 14 year old you'd ever sports meeting, standing at just 5'6 and 130 Lebanese pound, Gospel of Luke would do anything to win and he made sure you knew that. At the end of the wash, his car was always the most damaged, but a good half of the time, it was the car in Victory Lane.
"wellspring well well, if it ain't my secure bud Chris Wheelen, how ya doin ?,"he said pushing his dark brown haircloth out of his define face.
"Not so bad St. Luke,"extending my arm out to shake his manus,"ready to quetch your ass here in a minute,"I said with a wink.
Luke laughed,"Ah man..we'll see about that !"
The dictation to get in our cars was given, and in a couple hour our locomotive revved to life. I started 4th and Luke started 8th out of 17 cars. This was a 50 lap race and it was the final examination of the night, $ 10,000 dollars was on the rail line.
approach to get the sword lily, my inwardness was pounding, but I was confident I was the car to win.
My car was lightning fast, I quickly jumped out to the lead on by the 5th lap and lead all the way until lap 45, that's when the caution came out for a wreck.
After cleanup spot 3 lap dash to the end was needed to settle the winner, and in 2nd place, right on my bumper, would be Luke Thrasher.
common iris dropped and Luke was going for it all, he couldn't quite get me until the terminal lap.
St. Luke drove up on the outside of me, rubbing and exchanging rouge all the way down the frontstrech to reverse one, where he gained a short advantage and took his one opportunity to drive right over my hood, cutting me off, and forcing me to nearly wreck.
The checkered fleur-de-lis waved, the lover cheered, and Luke Thrasher was your succeeder, with me finishing in second.
I was heartbroken…but Luke drove his mettle out and clearly deserved the win.
I pulled into pit road and parked the car, as soon as I got out I was showered with congrats and"you'll get em side by side metre"but I immediately tuned them out, I had to congratulate Luke on the win.
I walked into victory Lane with a Coke shook up in my manus, and while he was doing interviews with the topical anesthetic TV affiliate, I unleashed the carbonation all over him rubbing his mind. I was glad for him, because he was the best automobile driver out there, and if I were to fall back, I wanted it to be to the best.
He gave me a bright, toothy grin and hugged me.
"Thanks for bein a good sport, Chris,"Luke said to me.
"Hey, no problem man, you deserve it."
"Hey Chris, I have an RV that has an spear carrier bunk in it, wan na watch footage of the raceway and I'll dip you off at home in a couple days after you check out my new place in Georgia ?"
"You think your parents would do that for me Gospel of Luke ?"
"Absolutely, they like you heap. Go lecture to your parents and I'll sports meeting you in the parking lot in an hour,"St. Luke told me.
I agreed and went to track down my parents, I explained the site of wanting to be able-bodied to learn from my contender and they agreed to drive me back home. My parents smiled and told me that was fine. I helped load the car back into the drone and come-on it up to the back of the truck and I told them I'd have my phone on me and that I'd vociferation when I was nearing home.
After that, I decided to head to St. Luke's RV. I stepped in and saw Luke in his Boxer, freshly showered, checking the internet and drinking a Coca Cola. He grinned and told me to use the cascade when I needed to.
I took a rain shower and I changed into the shorts and tee I brought with me. He was uploading the race onto his information processing system so we could view and require notes.
"Hey Chris, man, you're a hell of a race car, and you're so humble about it, I just thought you should have sex, you're kinda a purpose theoretical account for me man…I really like your style."
I slightly blushed and replied"Gospel According to Luke you're the hardest racer I know, you're a charge ass number one wood out there, you're youthful than me but my wise man on track."
"And you're my mentor off track !"Luke interjected.
"fountainhead I guess our friendship works out well right ?"I asked.
Saint Luke smiled and the video was done processing so we could watch it, Luke's RV was really comfortable, the backward cortege had a full sized bed and up front there was a low kitchen area for a java maker and sink with two burners and a booth where we had the laptop ready to observe the subspecies.
We made a lot of notation in the hr we watched the slipstream and we talked about frame-up's for next time, then we decided to head back to his bed where it was closed off by a threshold.
We sat on opposite side of the bed and he told me a lot Sir Thomas More about himself, since this was the first fourth dimension off path we had really hung out. He told me about his new household in Georgia with a pool and hoops court and his school where he had daughter all over him.
Personally I had my replete plowshare of girls come public lecture to me, but I was so focused on other matter I never bothered to be in a relationship…but for some reason, I was always smiling and comfortable on and now off the rail with Luke…did…I…have more touch for him ?
Luke cut off my privileged persuasion by saying,"Honestly, girlfriend seem to really like me, but I don't know…I've never met a girl I really liked to a greater extent than a friend."
I nodded and said,"Well, you're vernal, it'll come to you as you get erstwhile I'm sure."
Gospel of Luke nodded and asked,"Have you ever done anything with a girl ?"
I shook my head no and he said he hadn't either.
"I wonder what…sex…is like. I mean. I…"Luke cut himself off.
"You ?"I questioned, I wanted to live what he was going to say.
Luke leaned over and whispered,"I've jacked off before, and that felt really good."
I chuckled and agreed,"It's better than winning ?"I asked.
He contemplated and replied"Winning's a closing curtain first,"with a smile.
And this point we were still close from when he leaned over to whisper. I looked into his drinking chocolate chocolate-brown eyes and he looked into my soft green center. His face was still boyish, with his drear hair unstyled and his freckled sporadically placed on his thin, defined face. While I had started growing a beard on my sides of my face and had combed tomentum over to the side, with just the redress amount of babyfat still left on me.
He smiled and slowly backed away, he quickly shivered from the cold air coming from the AC, he leaned into me and I grabbed him as he said"I think you'll serve as a alright blanket."
We talked for a hours, about our yesteryear and our future tense. We had the same set of morality and we both wanted to be pro racers when we grew up.
After a few minutes of silence, Luke poked his head up from my arm and got on top of me.
"You know, they say that I'm the best at WWE."
"Oh really ?,"I asked,"How so ?"
"Like this."He replied and as soon as he said that he took a pillow to me full force and pinned me down, both of us laughing. He rolled off me and we were laying right next to each other.
"You know Luke, I think we should do this more often."
"I think I should make done this a long time ago."
And with that, Luke turned his head and planted his mouth right onto mine. He gave me a warm, embracive hug and kept kissing me. I returned the kiss and truly felt the passion between us growing.
That wasn't the only affair development, during our buss, I grow a strong hard on and it got worse with each passionate buss we shared.
"Want me to fix that for you, Chris ?"he asked pointing to my toilsome on.
I nodded and he got rid of my shirt and pants revealing my 6 edge hard on that form free. I then put him on his back and took off his clothes revealing a 4 edge hard on, a very ticket one for a boy his age.
He took my pecker and began slowly kissing the tail, working his way up to the tip before finally my whole cock in his oral cavity. He began sucking hard as I played with his hair and moving his top dog up and down on my throbbing cock.
The delight was indescribable, and he knew that soon I would cum.
"Chris, please, get it on me, be interior me."
I moaned slightly and nodded. I lifted him onto his knees and I spread his tanned, boyish cheeks apart and began violently kissing and pleasuring his hole.
Luke moaned my name and after a few instant I lined up my cock and pushed in slowly, before fully thrusting my dick into him and gaining a rhythm that matched his body coming towards me and my torso thrusting into his.
"Aw Chris, fuck me, show me how ruffianly of a competition you are ! ass !"he whispered loudly.
I thrusted in harder and began brusk and quick pump into his ass until I finally said,"aw Gospel According to Luke I'm gon na cum."
Saint Luke than took my cock and began sucking violently, slobbering all over and sucking strongly until I came into his mouth. Each coming sent undulation of pleasure and shock down my pricker while he gulped my seed up.
I fell on top of him and began kissing him deeply and passionately before reaching my mitt down to his dick and stroking his appendage hard and flying.
I swung my torso around to be in a 69 office and began sucking his dick just like he did, while he began making out with my hole as I did. Then I laid on my back as he directed his boner into my fix virtuous jam.
He began slow and stabilise, than became fast, hard, and spastic with his thrust into me. I moaned his gens as he picked my legs up and pumped faster in and out.
"Yes Luke, please proceed it up, just like that, fuck you're too good. Luke !"
As soon as he heard his name the second time he thrust in and came deep into my bowels while his optic fluttered in thoroughgoing ecstasy.
He fell on top of me and we had a few straightaway kisses while cleaning each other up.
"Chris…I love you. As a driver, competitor,"I cut him off.
"Gospel of Luke, I love you too. You're the best."
"Chris, please, be my boyfriend, I love you."
"I'd like zippo more than that, you rugged son of a bitch."
He chuckled at that at we closed our eyes together and fell asleep under the covering fire, as competitors, teen, and new lovers .