Date: Thu, 8 Dec 2022 13:54:00 +0000
From: PCW Tosh <pcwtosh@gmail.com>
Subject: McLaren's Days of Future Past

Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence
that this actually happened, but we can all dream.

Stay healthy and practice safe sex!

Happy reading.

Previously: At the Home of British Motorsport

The Bristolian broke their kiss and quickly began to undress himself,
pulling his shirt over his head then pulling down and kicking off his
tracksuit and peeling off his socks. Billy followed suit, pulling his
t-shirt over his head then unbuckled his jeans dropping them halfway down
his legs. Lando beamed at Billy resting his hand on the Surrey-racer's
prosthetic leg, Billy reached down pulling his prosthetics free then
dropping them over the side.

F1 World - McLaren's Days of Future Past.

Lando Norris crossed the line, P3! "Fuck yessssss." The young Brit smiled
happily. "Lando, I've got some bad news. Unfortunately, due to track
limits, we are P7." His race engineer groaned regretfully. Lando's heart
sank. The jubilation of an incredible qualifying effort at the Autodromo
Internazionale Enzo e Dino Ferrari had been taken away from him, by less
than 20 centimetres. The young Brit was utterly distraught, that horrible
sinking feeling consumed him, he'd let down his family, his friends but
he'd also let down his amazing team and right now he didn't want to face
them.

As the evening drew in, Lando sat in bed in his motorhome feeling glum. The
21-year-old wrote an apologetic post on his social media before placing his
phone to the side and staring up at the ceiling with his arms behind his
head. Taking a deep breath, the young Bristolian tried to picture how he
would make his way back through the field at one of the toughest tracks in
the F1 world to overtake.

A tap at the door made Lando jump with a start, the McLaren driver rolled
off the mattress to see who it was. In the spring evening darkness who
couldn't quite make out the silhouette, turning the handle and pulling he
slowly opened the door. The unmistakable figure of pole sitter and
seven-time world champion Lewis Hamilton stood there smiling.

"Hey man." Lewis started. "Hey." Lando replied weakly. "I saw your post and
I figured you could use a hug." Lewis continued tentatively. Lando stepped
back to allow Lewis inside. Lewis took in the familiar look of the McLaren
motorhome and chuckled, "Good times, good times." "How do you mean?" Lando
asked. "It hasn't changed much since my days." Lewis beamed thinking back
to his early days in Formula One, walking through into the living area and
stopping in the middle of the room. Lando followed mindlessly and stopped
behind Lewis who had stopped and turned ahead of him.

Throwing his arms wide open, the 36-year-old pulled Lando towards him and
hugged the young Bristolian. Lando rested his head on Lewis' and inhaled,
the muscular chest of the Mercedes driver pressed against his toned
body. The smell of Lewis' aftershave, deep oak, sweet honey and a hint of
vanilla, Lando's cock began to stir. "Listen to me dude, we all make
mistakes, the most important thing is how you fuck shit up tomorrow
alright?!" Lewis stated firmly. Lando nodded into Lewis' chest, "I will,
thank you." he agreed. Lewis held the 21-year-old a little longer, he
couldn't let go yet before finally he stepped back and beamed once
more. "Let's catch up after the race tomorrow, ok?" Lewis asked. "Yeah,
cool." Lando replied, pleasantly surprised that Lewis wanted to spend more
of his precious time with him.

}

The racers awoke to heavy rain on race day morning. Lewis looked out the
window and smiled, the seven-time world champion was a master of wet
conditions and starting on pole, he would be able to control the
race. Lando had a renewed air of optimism, starting in 7th, if he could
keep his car on the road then the tricky conditions could just allow him to
make his way through the field. On the starting grid the two Brits busied
themselves with their teams before it was time to observe their stand
against social inequality. Lando's eyes caught Lewis' as they knelt, the
36-year-old gave Lando a wink before they broke and headed back to their
cars.

}

Five red lights illuminated one by one before simultaneously they went out
and the roar of 20 hybrid F1 cars echoed around the historic racetrack. To
Lewis' frustration, Max managed to get away faster than him and down into
the first chicane the Brit was sent bouncing across the curbs as Max pushed
his way past. "Fuck." Lewis cursed to himself, straightening the steering
and regaining some traction. The 7-time champion could do nothing to stop
Max as he watched the Dutchman's rear wing slowly disappearing into the
distance.

As the rain began to fall once more, Lewis moved inside his fellow Brit
George Russell to lap the Williams driver. Lewis squeezed down his left
foot and felt his heart sink as his tyres stopped rotating, but he
continued to skid forward unable to stop himself, through the gravel and
into the wall. "Shit, shit shit!" Lewis panicked, frantically pressing
buttons to engage reverse whilst cars passed him. Lurching slowly backwards
Lewis rejoined the track and limped his way back to the pits. "Red flag,
red flag." Bono called over the radio bringing a sigh of relief from the
36-year-old.

"I've fucked it haven't I?" Lewis asked, the dejection in his voice was
clear. "Keep your chin up Lewis." Bono replied as the cars sat in the
pitlane while the engineers reconstructed the safety barriers after a big
crash involving Lewis' teammate Valtterri Bottas and the Mercedes-managed
Williams driver George Russell. Lewis looked towards the front where Max
first sat in first place dreaming, he could make a charging comeback, but
this was Imola, the chances of that were slim even if he had the fastest
car on the grid.

The drivers took the opportunity to take a comfort break followed by a
quick mid-race brief from their race engineers. Lewis climbed back into his
Mercedes, from 9th place, the win was out of the question and on the
old-fashioned narrow straights of the classic circuit, even the podium
looked like it was beyond Lewis' reach. The light at the end of the pitlane
turned from red to green and they were away once more, another exploratory
lap to the grid before the race resumed once more. The drivers reformed on
the grid and watched the red lights illuminate one by one then extinguished
once more, the race was on. Lewis started with caution, careful not to
damage his car through the first few corners and set himself up for the
rest of the race.

The seven-time world champion made light work moving through the field and
in quick time 9th became 3rd. "Great job Lewis, Norris is next." Bono
cheered encouragingly over the radio. The young Brit used his Mercedes
engine and battery power to their full potential, streaking as far ahead of
Lewis on the straight as he could. The determination in Lewis was beginning
to wane, lap after lap passed and even with DRS the Mercedes driver
couldn't pass Lando's McLaren. The finish line was in sight, just a few
laps left to go, and Lewis was about to complete an incredible comeback,
scoring 15 points instead of 2 points. Lining up Lando once more, the
Mercedes driver blasted out of the final corner and across the start finish
line. Lando's rear wing was getting larger and larger, Lewis threw his
Mercedes to the right and waited before hitting the brakes, throwing the
car towards the apex he beat Lando to the corner and slipped into 2nd
place. "Fucking yes!!!" Lewis screamed inside his helmet. "He's such a
great driver." Lewis swooned over team radio talking about Lando after they
had passed the chequered flag.

Pulling himself out of the car, the McLaren driver greeted Lewis with a
handshake. Looking into each other's eyes through the gaps in their
helmets, the two Brits took an extended moment to appreciate each other
before running off to celebrate with their teams.

In the cool down room before the podium ceremony, Lewis and Max shared
their customary post-race debrief with an excited Lando watching on with
excitement. Lando couldn't quite believe it, he would be on the podium once
more with his idol Lewis, and Max whom many tipped to be Lewis' successor
as the sport's champion driver. "Excited for the podium?" Lewis beamed to
Lando. "Meh, not my first time is it?" Lando grinned nonchalantly causing
Lewis to snigger in agreement.

With the Italian rain falling gently, Lewis and Lando stood with respect to
the Dutch and Austrian national anthems for Max and Red Bull. The music
ended and it was time to shower Max with champagne, the Brits soaked the
victor before spraying their teams with a little champagne as well. The
crews continued to celebrate wildly whilst the drivers returned to the top
of the podium for a final photo before they headed off to complete their
media duties. "Psst, Lando. Coming over after?" Lewis whispered before they
went their separate ways. "Sure." Lando grinned.

}

The door to Lewis' motorhome swung open and there stood the seven-time
world champion. "Hey." Lewis beamed, holding the door open for Lando who
shuffled inside. "Hey." He replied with a smile. Lewis' motorhome was
humongous, the living area had several comfy chairs to sit in while the
walls were decorated with sporting memorabilia sent from other greats like
23-time Grand Slam tennis champion, Serena Williams.

Lando sat down and took in his surroundings only to be surprised by the
appearance of Roscoe who sniffed at the McLaren driver's feet. Lewis sat
down in the seat next to Lando, within millimetres of the cute, young
McLaren driver. "Go to bed Roscoe." He commanded, gently stroking the
bulldog's back before they watched him skulk away. "Ahhh, that was mean."
Lando groaned. "Alright, off with you instead then!" Lewis chuckled. Lando
frowned, shuffling closer to the 7-time champion. "If I go, how are we
going to..." Lando trailed off as their lips were drawn together.

Lewis allowed Lando to come towards him and then in the final few
centimetres, the Mercedes driver tilted his head and pressed his lips
against the young McLaren driver's. Lando felt his heart hammering; his
hero, his idol's lips were pressed up against his and moving firmly. Lewis
tasted minty fresh and smelt amazing, the 34-year-old's oaky aftershave was
accompanied by the creamy smell of cocoa butter. The McLaren driver felt
his cock throb and with Lewis pressing forward into the young Brit, Lando
felt at ease and increasingly adventurous.

After several seconds sucking at Lewis' lips, Lando couldn't stop himself
passing on a compliment. "You're such a good kisser and you smell sooooo
good." The 21-year-old beamed. "Stop it, you're making me blush." Lewis
smiled shyly. "Oh whatever, you know you're hot." Lando giggled before
pounding back onto Lewis' face. This time the young McLaren driver was full
of confidence and got straight to work pulling Lewis' hand from his
top. "Do you want to go next door?" Lewis asked softly. "Yeah, let's do
it." Lando chortled, hopping to his feet and hurrying off into the
bedroom. Lewis entered to find Lando lying on his back with his legs open
giggling with excitement. The 7-time world champion dropped his trousers
and pulled off his shirt simultaneously before mounting the bed. Lando
watched the Mercedes driver reveal his stunning body and a pair of tight,
white Tommy Hilfiger boxers. Lando kicked off his own trousers while his
eyes studied Lewis' approaching body, the bulging muscles and intricate
tattoo design across the 36-year-old's smooth, dark skin.

"Rocking around commando I see." Lewis chuckled as Lando's trousers slid
off his legs to reveal his uncut 7.5-inch cock. "I'm a supporter of
accessibility." Lando sniggered as he peeled his shirt off and lay there
completely naked. Lewis took a second to drink in the 21-year-old's body
before shuffling forward between Lando's legs to kiss the youngster. The F1
superstars met at the lips and kissed hard while Lewis' hands slid up
Lando's sides. The McLaren driver returned the favour, gripping Lewis'
muscular abs and beaming happily. As they kissed, Lewis lowered his body
carefully until his cock rested against Lando's. The 21-year-old cooed
gently, feeling Lewis' meat pressed against his own through the thin layer
of white cotton.

Resting his hands on Lewis' cheeks, Lando pulled the beautiful black man
towards him. Lewis' hard cock gently grazed Lando's while they kissed, the
young McLaren driver stifling his usual urge to snigger. With Lewis' warm
body pressed against his, Lando felt increasingly submissive. The idea took
control of the young driver's mind, Lewis needed to fuck his skinny little
body. Lewis seemed to react to Lando's encouragement and gently moved back
and forth against Lando's body, both men cooed through their noses, their
lips sliding busily across each other's slowly but passionately until Lando
pulled back. "Fuck my face with your big black cock." Lando smiled. Lewis
beamed at Lando, his expression, one of surprise mixed with happiness.

Lando watched in awe as his hero reached up above to pull himself up, his
athletic body casting an impressive shadow over the 21-year-old. As Lewis
lined his crotch up with the McLaren driver's face, he peeled down his
boxers, revealing his own 7.5-inch boner poking out from a nice shaven
crotch. Lando watched the beautiful black boner he'd dreamed about for so
many years approached his lips and although Lewis paused to steady himself,
Lando was in no mood to wait. Taking the 7-time world champion's boner
between his fingers, Lando swallowed Lewis' head and slid his lips halfway
down his delicious, dark shaft.

Lewis moved slowly at first, feeding Lando his hard cock. The 36-year-old
beamed down on Lando's gentle face; the McLaren driver's soft features
looked decreasingly innocent as they surrounded Lewis' throbbing
cock. Lando and his throat gave no resistance, gliding smoothly along the
Mercedes driver's beautiful foreskin. The youngster's stunning blue eyes
climbed up Lewis' body, studying every tattoo, every muscle, every inch of
that amazing skin.

"Damn kid, you've done this before." Lewis smiled, impressed by Lando's
ability to swallow 7.5 inches of cock without the slightest hint of a
gag. The Mercedes driver rocked forward until his smooth crotch pressed
against Lando's cute nose. The 21-year-old had begged for his face to be
fucked and Lewis couldn't resist the opportunity to do so. Lando felt proud
of himself, sucking his hero's cock was the dream of every boy, who liked
cock, and right now no one in the world was as happy as little
Lando. Sucking in shallow breaths through his nostrils between blows, the
McLaren driver could go on for hours, worshipping this racing God.

Lewis looked down into Lando's eyes as the youngster used his cock as a
swab. The McLaren driver had a twinkle in his blue eyes as he dipped into
the champion's crotch. Lando's thin pink lips clung hard to the Mercedes
driver's thick black shaft, sucking hard to tease a pulse of excitement out
of the champion as his black cock rolled back and forth within the
gap. Reaching over to Lewis' hand which rested next to him at his side,
Lando took hold of the 36-year-old's palm and placed it on top of his soft
brown hair. Lewis' deep brown eyes beamed with the same twinkle in Lando's
eyes, gently guiding the youngster's throat down his shaft. Lewis groaned,
wiggling his toes in delight at Lando's increasing submissiveness.

Lewis' shaft plunged into Lando's face freely, the 21-year-old taking the
champion's suggestive guidance to suck him with deeper and longer
blows. The McLaren driver used his tongue to press the back of Lewis' shaft
while his tonsils squeezed down around the champion's swollen head. "That's
so good." Lewis breathed, his eyes looking to the ceiling then back down at
Lando who curved a smile back at him through Lewis' delicious cock.

Lando's words resonated in Lewis' mind, "Fuck my face with that big black
cock." The Mercedes driver applied a little more pressure to Lando's head,
forcing the youngster to drink his hard meat. Lando coped with Lewis' added
force, opening his throat to allow Lewis deep as the 7-time champion
desired. The 36-year-old watched Lando's face intently as he pounded the
young racer's cute face.

Lando's eyes worked their way up Lewis' ripped torso and rested on the
experienced driver's handsome face. The Mercedes driver's face looked like
a picture of serene bliss brought on by Lando's surprisingly incredible
oral skills. Lando used his tongue to tease and flick across Lewis' head
bringing a gentle smile from the champion whose eyes opened and slipped
down at Lando's mischievous face. The 21-year-old relaxed further, allowing
Lewis' meat to tickle his vocal cords as he plunged deep into the McLaren
driver's throat.

This was the position Lando enjoyed the most. Pierre, George and Billy had
all dominated his face this way and now Lewis had too, he realised just how
much he loved being face fucked. For the first time in his life, a big
black cock filled his young face, and it really was as good as everyone
made it sound. The McLaren driver's lips glided along Lewis' bare shaft,
manipulating the beautiful black boy's chocolate foreskin. The 7-time world
champion was all hips, pulling his hard cock between Lando's sweet lips to
pleasure himself by filling the cheeky youngster. Lewis narrowed his eyes
as he pumped, marvelling in the feeling of his cock, warm and wet within
the 21-year-old's amazing mouth. The Mercedes driver was amazed by the way
Lando could open his throat on command to allow Lewis' head to fill his
willing throat.

After a few minutes of allowing Lewis' smooth crotch to swing into his
face, Lando placed his hand on the 36-year-old's pelvis, restricting Lewis'
progress. Submitting to Lando's will, Lewis allowed his hips to be pushed
back slowly until his swollen head fell from the McLaren driver's
lips. There was a brief moment of silence while Lando studied the size,
shape and colour of Lewis' thick, dark 7.5-inch cock. "You know you're my
hero, right?" Lando asked rhetorically, "I would love it if you'd fuck me,
you can be my daddy." Lando continued. "Ha, that sounds weird bro." Lewis
smirked. "That I want you to fuck me?" "No, you calling me daddy." Lewis
continued with an eyebrow raised. "Oh, yeah, promise it's nothing weird, I
just want you to take advantage of me." Lando giggled. "Ok boy." Lewis
grinned, "I guess that makes sense." He continued, he cock pulsing at
Lando's request to be taken advantage of.

Lando wriggled into position, moving his tanned, slender body so that his
arse was now in line with Lewis' cock. The Mercedes driver reached across
for the lube and applied a helping to both his cock and then Lando's pink
hole. "So that's all you want?" Lewis asked cautiously, "Yep, fuck me big
daddy!" Lando giggled again. While Lewis had been filling Lando's throat,
the McLaren driver had been fingering his hole to prepare it for this
moment.

Lewis placed his slick head against Lando's slick entrance. The 36-year-old
made sure his knees were nicely planted as he looked down at the McLaren
driver who spread his legs nice and wide to give Lewis full access. The top
held his hard shaft just below the head and gradually increasing the weight
of his cock against Lando's hole, Lewis could feel the bottom opening
slowly. The 36-year-old studied Lando's smooth chest, the twinky driver
breathing deeply in preparation for the short-term pain he was about to
endure.

"Oh Jesus!" Lewis cried as Lando's ring gave way, allowing the top's black
boner to pierce his tight, little body. "Ahhh yeahhh." Lando replied as
Lewis' bare cock began to slide into his belly. Lewis felt astounded by his
progress, "Wow, not your first time for this either, is it?" He
smirked. "Are you saying I'm loose?" Lando sniggered. "Not loose. You're
nice and tight, sliding in pretty easy though." Lewis replied as his smooth
crotch came to rest against Lando's arse cheeks. "Yeah, I'm excited for you
to fuck me hard with your big black cock, big daddy." Lando giggled. "Hard
it is then." Lewis agreed, beaming wide as he adjusted his body to raise
Lando's arse and placed his hands on the bottom's shoulders.

Two peachy black arse cheeks clenched tight pulling Lewis' cock 6 inches
out of Lando's cute young belly then driving forward with violence in his
eyes Lewis impaled the McLaren driver. "Fucking Jesus, Mary and Joseph!"
Lando screamed into the underside of a pillow which he had covered his
mouth with just in time. Shock consumed Lando's mind, Lewis had always
seemed a strong personality but a gentle soul. Behind closed doors Lando
now knew the truth as that solid black body piled into him again, ploughing
that black cock deep within his tender insides. With his manly instincts
firmly in control and his instructions received, Lewis carried out his
orders with style and experience. The 36-year-old tightened his lips and
looking deep into Lando's sweet blue eyes, the Mercedes driver held his
body back then launched it forward aggressively again. Each time Lewis
piled all the way to the top he added a little more power and after a
couple of minutes the 7-time world champion unwittingly offered light sound
effects of his efforts which helped to mask the bottom's muffled groans.

Years of travelling around with the F1 circus had given Lewis' experience
in absolutely everything and as his career progressed, hot sex with the
younger drivers was fast becoming one of his favourite pastimes. The
Mercedes driver knew Lando's hole had been well used but that didn't make
the cute bottom any less warm and tight around his thick hard
cock. Switching between Lando's lovable eyes and his tight young arse via
his smooth, toned torso, Lewis drank in the feeling of the youngster's body
as he delivered piledriver after piledriver to his deliciously tight hole.

Although Lando was squealing, truthfully, he was a glutton for anal
pain. Bracing himself before every shot, the McLaren driver felt on top of
the world as he took the dick that he dreamt about for so long. The
bottom's cock lay hard against his smooth abs, twitching every time Lewis'
cock filled his young belly. Lando's grand plan had been to get Lewis to
fuck him hard and finish nice and quickly but as the blows continued to
thud into Lando's tight body, the 21-year-old felt his fist getting drawn
towards his cock as his started began to feel as though they needed to
release. Unbeknown to Lando, Lewis was nowhere near his orgasm. As good as
Lando's sweet insides felt around his bare cock, Lewis had always excelled
in life at two things, stamina and control. The Mercedes driver could feel
the pleasure within his body, but he wouldn't allow himself to succumb to
those feelings, yet.

The pillow fell from Lando's lips signalling the end of the McLaren
driver's need to stifle himself. The delivery of deep hard cock continued
with Lewis' black crotch slamming aggressively into the bottom's sexy arse,
impaling Lando with 7.5 inches of perfect, black cock. The bottom gave in
to temptation and took hold of his own aching 7.5-inch boner. Lando's
regret was almost instantaneous, as soon as he'd stroked his shaft once he
knew he couldn't and wouldn't be able to let go until he emptied his
increasingly heavy nuts.

A thin layer of sweat had begun to build as Lewis' efforts finally began to
show. The top's entire body pulled back withdrawing 6 inches of his cock
from Lando's warm pocket then thrusting straight and hard, the Lewis' raw
pole stabbed its way back into the bottom's hole sending intense feelings
of pleasure through Lando's young frame. Lewis had noticed in his
peripheral vision how Lando's ankles spun with each penetration as a symbol
of the McLaren driver's enjoyment. Lewis smiled, proud of his work as he
slammed his balls into Lando's back once more and this time lowering his
upper body the Mercedes driver imprisoned the youngster's lips with a firm
passionate kiss.

"Oh fuck." Lando grumbled between Lewis' kisses as his cock erupted. Lewis
chuckled in reply as Lando's words were followed by the bottom's ring
convulsing nicely around his hard shaft. The top pulled away from Lando's
lips and watched what the youngster had to offer as his cock squirted
several shots of cum across his smooth body. "I thought you wanted it hard
and fast." Lewis teased, rolling his cock back and punching another jab of
his cock into Lando's hole. "You evil, sexy fucking bastard." Lando groaned
as another wave of his cum splattered across the lower half of his
neck. The McLaren driver's moaning continued as his orgasm had reached its
peak and began to ease. Another shot blasted unaided from Lando's wand,
coating his pecs in his creamy juice followed by another thud from Lewis to
push the rest of the youngster's load out across his abs.

"I'm sorry you didn't cum." Lando apologised as Lewis gently slid himself
back into Lando's hilt and paused. "Sorry, what for? I'm pretty sure we're
not done yet. Did you want me to pull out now or can you take the
discomfort?" He asked softly. Lando giggled to himself, it was a silly
question and Lewis knew it, but he was just being overly nice to the
bottom. For a day job they raced around racing tracks at 200+ mph with
little more than a piece of wood separating their buttocks from the
asphalt, of course he could deal with a hard cock stuffed into his arse
while the rest of his senses remained fragile and tender. "Yeah, I'm ok."
Lando smiled, stroking Lewis' sides reassuringly.

To kill a couple of minutes for them both Lewis returned to Lando's face to
kiss the young McLaren driver. The kiss was a firm one, communicating
desire and passion to capture the mood perfectly. Lando could feel Lewis'
cock thicken within him as their lips moved as one, combining their
happiness at the current state of their being. The air around them cooled
while Lewis continued to move within Lando no more than half an inch in
order to keep himself ready for action.

The 7-time world champion had waited patiently for Lando to become aroused
again and although the bottom's cock remained limp with dried cum dribbling
from his bellend and his chest covered in white patches from the rest of
his load, the 21-year-old's body language had resumed communicating with
Lewis. Lifting his legs up again, the bottom eased Lewis towards him
encouragingly which the Mercedes driver happily agreed to. As soon as Lando
had given the green light it was go-time again. Unlike last time, Lewis
moved up through the gears gradually. The top's raw cock glided comfortably
between Lando's walls transmitting sensational feelings within the pair of
them. Pleasured by the renewed friction within his belly Lando began to
whimper with every stroke. The anticipation that had been building inside
the McLaren was more sensitive to the movements of Lewis' cock causing his
own cock to stiffen once again.

The 36-year-old had been fucking Lando for no longer than a minute this
time before his pace slowed again. To Lando's relief, Lewis was only moving
to reposition. The Mercedes driver had left Lando absolutely yearning for
more and following Lewis' guidance he found himself up on his knees facing
the headboard with Lewis behind him and the pair of them upright without
Lewis' cock ever leaving his body. It wasn't time for more of the 'hard and
fast' quite yet. Now that Lewis had Lando facing away from him, he could at
some point find the perfect angle with which to penetrate Lando to his
deepest point, but first they needed to kiss again. The top held Lando's
right hip in his right hand while his left hand turned the youngster's head
the opposite way for Lewis' craning face to kiss. The nasal groans
continued from the sexy bottom as Lewis rocked back and forth giving the
McLaren driver around 3 inches of movement in both directions.

Kissing became the perfect distraction for Lewis to maintain his
progress. 3 inches of movement quickly became 4 and by the time they had
achieved 5 inches Lewis had abandoned Lando's lips and focused his
attention on the McLaren driver's smooth, tanned neck. Relocating his lips
to Lando's neck had resulted in a rise in volume from the youngster who
couldn't help but vocalise his appreciation. "Oh yeah, fuck me Lewis you
sexy black G.O.A.T!" Lando squealed mindlessly. Fighting the urge to burst
into laughter, Lewis did as he was told. The top had now managed to reach
the full 6 inches of movement back and forth without pulling his cock
completely free of Lando's hole and both of them were enjoying themselves
greatly. After another minute or so of sucking at Lando's neck while
fucking it was finally time to move back into the top gears.

Moving into 7th gear, Lewis pushed the youngster's upper body away from him
without breaking his rhythm. The change of angle presented Lewis with more
of Lando's hole to fill, which the Mercedes driver gladly accepted. Lando
studied the scene behind him, drinking in the sexual magnetism of Lewis'
muscular upper body, the danger of those bad boy tattoos added to by the
gold chains bouncing around his neck. If Lando kept his eyes below Lewis'
neckline, the 7-time world champion did kind of resemble a bad boy
gangster, a thought which only helped to harden Lando's free swinging
7.5-inch boner.

The bottom just relaxed as best he could, allowing the experienced top the
freedom of his twinky hole. The McLaren driver's acceptance of Lewis' cock
seemed effortless; the deeper Lewis pounded the deeper Lando seemed willing
to take it. The sound of Lewis' crotch squelching into Lando's used, sweaty
arse echoed around the room. "So, fucking, hot!" Lando groaned between
thrusts, massaging his own slender body by running his hands across the
crusty cum stains on his torso. Lewis' hard cock had been inside him for so
long it was starting to become difficult to imagine his hole without
it. Lando grinned broadly as Lewis' thick hardness slammed into his
prostate filling him with slutty joy.

Lando again resisted the urge to touch himself for a little while
longer. The McLaren driver's eyes studied Lewis' swinging braids,
marvelling in the cultural difference that made Lewis the sex icon to Lando
that he was. The 21-year-old wanted to kiss Lewis so badly, but his own
request was for the 36-year-old to take him hard, and Lewis was truly
delivering on his promise for a second time. The pleasure for the young
bottom was two-fold, on the one hand Lewis' swinging braids showed how much
efforts the Mercedes driver was applying to every shot while the feeling of
his entire body shaking from the force of Lewis' body made Lando's cock
throb excitedly, ["yeah, nice and hard."] He willed the top on.

The Mercedes driver scanned Lando's smooth, tanned skin and smiled at the
innocence of the 21-year-old's youth. The top's eyes moved down Lando's
body towards the tight buns of his young hole focusing on how they looked
each time his long black cock slid deep into the McLaren driver. The
21-year-old hole encasing his thick black cock caused Lewis to shudder, the
Mercedes driver gripped Lando tight, squeezing the young stud's shoulders
as he ploughed his cock deep within the McLaren driver's smooth belly.

Lando's sexy insides begged Lewis for more and the F1 great gave it to him,
moving up into 8th and the highest gear. The sound of Lewis' smooth crotch
cupping Lando's pert arse echoed around the room as they fucked deep and
hard. "Oh shit." Lando gasped, Lewis' newfound level of power sending a
hard jolt of pleasure through the young racer's body. "No, no, fuck." Lando
squealed as Lewis' black cock pummelled his insides. The 36-year-old smiled
and gripped Lando tighter, thrusting his cock straight and hard into the
moaning McLaren driver.

Lando's panicking was in vain, the McLaren driver hadn't wanted to mess up
Lewis' sheets but getting caught up in the moment again he'd been overcome,
and he couldn't stop it. "I'm gonna mess up your sheets!" Lando
groaned. "Good!" Lewis grunted, slamming his body into the skinny youngster
ruthlessly. Lando could no longer form sentences, just squealing nonsense
as his balls began to unleash his juice across Lewis' bedhead. The Mercedes
driver continued regardless, listening to Lando's squeals as the young
racer decorated Lewis' bed with his seed.

"Damn that ass." Lewis hissed as Lando's tight young hole clenched around
his thick black cock. The Mercedes driver slowed his motion but delivered
straighter shots, careful to drive his raw cock from hilt to head in a
smooth concise motion. Lando groaned gratefully as Lewis' cock drove
straight and deep, pleasuring every inch of his young hole and forcing out
another shot of his salty cream. The young bottom had lost all sense of
reality, totally overcome with the happiness that was this moment. Lando
milked himself frantically, stroking his throbbing sword as Lewis' thick
black head rammed into his arse. The McLaren driver's eyes looked down at
Lewis' bedhead to watch his 4th and 5th shot of his second load squirt
across the smooth fabric, clinging to the bedhead for less than a second
due to its lack of thickness before gravity began to pull it south.

Instinctively, Lewis began to slow, listening to Lando's groans easing as
his orgasm weakened. Lando continued to stroke himself as the surge of his
second orgasm weakened and the shots of translucent white cum turned to
thin clear strings dribbling down from his bellend. "Oh God, oh God." Lando
muttered, recording the memory of Lewis' perfect 7.5-inch black pole
travelling along his tender insides, rubbing skin to skin until it reached
his aching prostate.

Lando's breathing eased which Lewis took to mean his orgasm was
over. Carefully the 36-year-old pulled back, removing his hard black cock
from Lando's tight insides until he popped free. The 7-time champion
watched Lando as he laboured into position, turned onto his back and sat
against the bedhead, just to the right of the mess he'd created. "Cum on my
face." Lando demanded with a light pant.

Sliding into position, Lewis moved above Lando placing a knee on either
side of the McLaren driver's slender body and jerking hard, the 36-year-old
pointed his hose directly at Lando's sweet face. The young McLaren driver's
impish smoothness made him adorably cute, but it wasn't that long ago the
same cute boy was begging to be fucked hard and fast. Remembering the
recent feeling of his hard cock between the tight walls of Lando's warm
hole took Lewis to the very edge.

Finally, with a forced intake of breath Lewis exploded. "Oh Jesus." He
grunted, as his shaft thickened, shooting a load of his cum across Lando's
gentle features. The 21-year-old slammed his eyes shut just in time and
smiled as Lewis' warm cum squirted aggressively across his smooth face. It
was always such a strange feeling but a good one nonetheless as ropes of
fresh milk splattered across his face, sticking to his smooth skin in
defiance of gravity.

The force surging through Lewis' balls was indescribable. The 36-year-old
felt his cum rushing up from his balls through his shaft and watched as his
seed shot out across Lando's soft face. "Uhhh, shoot on my face!" Lando
repeated, allowing some of Lewis' cum to splash across his lips as another
load frosted him. The youngster's wish was emphatically fulfilled when a
trio of large cum drops painted his smooth face and over his
eyelids. Shaking his face from side-to-side, Lando willed Lewis to cover
his entire face. The Mercedes driver's nuts were draining quickly,
splattering thick semen across Lando's nose then his cheeks. "UGH!" Lewis
grunted, tugging as hard as he could to release the remainder of his nuts
over Lando's smooth cheeks. The 36-year-old squeezed his fingers tight,
running the tips over his embossed shaft pulling a drop of white cream over
Lando's lips then his chin and finally with a sigh the 7-time world
champion dropped his cock.

"Here, let's get you cleaned up." Lewis smirked, grabbing a used Mercedes
branded shirt and wiping Lando's face of the mess he'd created. The bulk
had been removed but streaks remained. "You'll have to finish that off in
the shower." Lewis explained gently. "Don't worry about it." Lando replied,
waving his hand dismissively. "I'll splash my face with some water and wear
my hood up." Lando giggled. "Cool." Lewis replied with a contented look on
his face.

"Ahh bless." Lewis beamed, leaning in to place a tender kiss on Lando's
lips. The McLaren driver's eyes bulged as he looked up at his hero, he had
had many great F1 days but this one was right up there with the very
best. Lando threw his arms around Lewis, pulling the sexy black legend into
him, he didn't want their connection to end just yet and to his delight,
Lewis responded by closing his arms around the back of Lando's head,
holding him against the 36-year-old's impressive torso. The Emilia Romagna
Grand Prix 2021 would be a day neither would ever forget.

END

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