Date: Sun, 16 Jan 2022 00:20:21 +0000
From: PCW Tosh <pcwtosh@gmail.com>
Subject: The Apprentice's Apprentice

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!

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F1 World - The Apprentice's Apprentice

George Russell skulked to the back of the garage and through to his
motorhome, his Nürburgring race weekend cut short by the `Iceman'
Kimi Raikkonen. Swinging the door open he stepped inside and the warmth hit
him instantly. Still in his Williams Racing overalls he sat listening to
the engines going by and clenched his fist, another opportunity to fight
for his first world championship point, lost. George would give anything to
get a point, he'd give anything to prove the doubters he'd earned his F1
seat. Yes, he was Mr. Saturday, undefeated in qualifying by a teammate, but
his goal was to be like Lewis, Mr. Sunday, Mr. Race Winner...Mr. World
Champion.

Ten minutes passed while George continued to stare into the vacant distance
thinking of what could have been when there was a knock at the door. George
huffing, glancing over towards the door then dragged himself up. Pulling
the door open he found the DAMs Team F2 driver Dan Ticktum staring back at
him with an apologetic expression. "Hey man, I thought you might want some
company?" The Londoner asked tentatively, [nah fuck off] George's mind spat
irritably, the Williams driver took a deep breath and stood back, "yeah
come on in."

Dan stepped into George's motorhome; his eyes wide in awe taking in the
comfortable surroundings that even the worst team on the grid gave their
drivers. "Nice place." Dan smiled, "yeah it's alright." George agreed, "sit
here." He continued pointing to the futon adjacent to the bed in George's
bedroom.

"You drove really well today." Dan started timidly. George rolled his eyes,
"come on mate, you know how that shit feels. I could smack Kimi in the
jaw." He claimed, punching the fresh air in front of him a few times. Dan
watched George and felt just as frustrated, the Williams driver was right,
there was nothing more annoying than talking about being knocked off when
it wasn't your fault. "Ok, you wanna go for a beer or something?" Dan
replied thoughtfully. "Maybe, not yet though, let me get changed." George
smiled.

"How has your weekend been?" George asked Dan, reaching up for the zipper
on his coveralls and pulling down. "Really good thanks, I feel like I'm
learning more and more each week." Dan grinned excitedly. "It gets better
mate, trust me. When they start including you in practice sessions and
briefings and you can start comparing yourself to the big boys...mate it's
the best." George looked giddy reminiscing his early F1 days, Dan's face
broke into a smile, while his eyes followed George's hand down his zipper.

"Yeah, I hope so." Dan snapped back into focus. "If I'm half as good as
you'll then I'll have done well." He smiled innocently, "Lol, mate I've
done nothing yet." George chuckled. "Unbeaten in qualifying versus your
teammate in a year and half, that's pretty..." "Meh, it's decent but I got
beat by Robert last year in the championship and I'm getting beat in this
one by Nicholas as well. If I keep fucking up then Toto will throw all the
money they have at Max and I won't likely get a drive." George cut in. Dan
gaped at him looking for some words of encouragement. "I think you can do
it mate." Dan smiled weakly, "hopefully." George grinned tapping Dan gently
on the shoulder to show his appreciation. Dan's eyes had locked on to
George's tight frame peeking through his smooth white base layers and
studied the tight curves the fabric clung around.

"I just need to beat that jammy shit Lando. I can't believe he managed to
get a drive in such a good car!" George growled, stepping out of his
coveralls and turning to put them in the laundry. Dan was treated to a nice
view of George's pert bum cheeks before the Williams driver turned back
around. The 21-year-old's eyes darted back up to George's face as the F1
driver faced him.

"Any team on the grid, who would you drive for?" George smiled. Dan was
trying desperately not to blatantly perv on the East Anglian right before
his eyes. "Errr, I wish Red Bull had kept me on to be honest. It would've
been pretty cool to race for them." He replied. "Yeah, I'd love to drive an
Adrian Newey car, still hoping I get to drive one of the classic Williams
cars from the 1990s." George beamed, reaching under his shirt and pulling
it up. Dan could feel the drool forming at the corner of his mouth as
George slowly revealed his perfectly toned and beautifully bronzed body. A
tense sixpac winked at Dan, George's noticeable treasure trail and up to
his smooth, broad pecs, the Williams driver had really begun to show just
how much work he had put into being an F1 driver.

"Err, what about you? Mercedes, I guess?" Dan stuttered as George shook his
hair freely. "Nah. I mean at the moment yeah because it's the championship
winning car but I'd love to drive a McLaren Mercedes or even a
Ferrari...gotta be a McLaren Mercedes. Is that Glock? What a moment!"
George grinned reminiscing the day Lewis won his first title in 2008,
George was just 10. "Yeah, I remember that." Dan agreed.

[Oh, fucking hell] Dan panicked. George had reached under his waistband and
pushed down his lower base layer to leave him standing in nothing but some
tight black briefs which left NOTHING to the imagination. George's outline
hung down to his left as he kicked his bottoms free. His strong legs had a
generous helping of curly brown hairs down them for Dan's bulging eyes to
survey. "You, errr, lost something mate?" George asked the bewildered
looking 21-year-old. Dan's eyes darted up to George's in a panic, "ohhh,
err, well I was just trying to work out when my flight was." Dan
lied. George scowled at him, clearly unimpressed, "it's 2020 mate, if
you're gonna check me out then at least own it and be prepared to act on
it!" George replied. "Ahh mate, that wasn't my intention, I just wanted to
see how you were and offer some moral support." Dan explained
nervously. "So, you don't want to have a bit of fun then, beer instead, ok
fine." George huffed, rolling his eyes.

Dan felt like he was stuck, he wanted George so badly, but he didn't want
George to think he was taking advantage. The Williams driver reached down
to his boxers and slipped his hand inside for Dan to see, after a moment or
two fumbling, George pulled his flaccid 8.5 inch uncut through his fly and
allowed it to dangle free. A proud grin stretched across the 22-year-old's
face as he saw the expression on Dan's face.

"Woah, I had no idea you were so big." Dan stammered. "Weird, but I'll take
it. Now the question is, can you take it." George grinned. Dan took a
visible gulp as George walked towards him; the Williams driver's cock had
already begun to increase in mass. George stopped in front of Dan who
watched the swinging piece of meat hanging in front of his eyes. "Don't be
afraid mate, touch it." George offered, proudly. Dan felt his arm rise as
if it were a piece of metal drawn to a magnet, George's cock felt so gentle
and soft when in reality the 22-year-old's meat had grown and now stood
rock hard pointing out in front of him. "Yeah boy" George muttered as his
rod felt warm, surrounded by Dan's soft palm. The Formula Two driver slowly
peeled back George's foreskin and revealed the perfect, purple swollen dome
that was George's bellend.

George watched Dan's eyes inspect his hard cock, "like what you see?"
George grinned. "Yeah, it's nice." Dan replied as his hand began to slide
up and down the top half of George's pipe. "Keep going." George instructed
as Dan's fist ran back and forth gently. "Squeeze a little harder."
George's voice continued in a softening tone. Dan followed George's
instructions as if he were his race engineer, the F2 driver's fingers
tightened around George's shaft as they ran along the thin foreskin pulling
it along George's meaty shaft. Dan's brown eyes took in George's thick
round head, marveling on the purple dome as is pulsed with each repetition
of his fist. The East Anglian's eyes rolled around and he gave a long moan
of encouragement. Dan's increasing confidence pressed the F2 driver further
down George's shaft.

The 22-year-old appreciated how Dan focused his grip on straddling the
underside of his cock as he jerked the Williams driver. "Do you like that
D?" George moaned softly, an affirmative nod between repetitions confirmed
Dan was having a good time. "Think your tight arse can handle it?" George
chanced boldly. Dan looked up at the Williams driver giving what seemed
like a tentative nod. His heart hammered unsure how his body would be able
to handle George's monster, but the cheeky devil inside Dan knew this was
an opportunity he couldn't turn down.

The Londoner wheeled around without a word and rose up to stand before
dropping his palms onto the couch in front of him. George's eyes lit up;
the slim 21-year-old's arse made the perfect cushion-like shape in Dan's
jeans. Stepping forward, George pressed his hard cock against Dan's pert
bum while his fingers reached around to unbutton the F2 driver. George
swiftly unhooked Dan's jeans and hooking his fingers under the waistband of
Dan's underwear he pulled them both down in a firm, single motion exposing
Dan's beautiful rear.

"Jesus Christ." George swore looking down on Dan's pale globes. "What?" Dan
replied nervous George was about to change his mind or say something
scathing about his figure. "Your arse is amazing mate, I'm gonna fucking
total it!" George chuckled. Dan gave a little sigh of relief as he felt
George's fingers peeling his cheeks wide open to expose his innocent
looking pink hole. The Williams driver fired two heavy globs of spit over
Dan's hole then using his tongue, George lent forward to smear his spit
across Dan's hole. The 21-year-old's arse cheeks were so warm around
George's cheeks as the F1 star gave him a short tongue probing, gently
opening Dan's ring and lubing him up.

George sucked at Dan's ring, the Londoner grunting with disgust at how good
the Williams driver was. The 22-year-old's talents knew no limits, his
tongue pressing between Dan's soft pinkness and hungrily lapping at the F2
driver's cunt. George pointed his tongue and tensed the muscles as he
pushed them at Dan's ring, breaching the 21-year-old, softly digging his
wet tongue inside Dan until his chin pressed against Dan's hanging
balls. While George probed, he made sure he swirled his tongue, slathering
at Dan's entrance increasing the moisture around the Londoner's doorstep
and pleasuring the bottom with every swish. George's hanging 8.5 beast
throbbed impatiently, forcing the 22-year-old to tear himself away from
Dan's perfect mounds.

Grabbing some lube from the top draw of his bedside table, George squeezed
a few drops along his shaft and slickened his hard stick. George's eyes ran
up Dan's smooth back as he threw the lube aside and taking Dan's hips, he
pulled the Londoner back into him. The Williams driver's head pressed
directly against Dan's ring and waited. The F2 driver gradually pushed out
with increasing force until George's head pierced his ring. "Ahhhh, ahhh,
ahhhhhhhh." Dan groaned in his well-spoken London accent as George's helmet
slid through his tight ring and popped inside the bottom's chute. George
held Dan firmly in case the F2 driver felt the urge to jump off, now that
George was inside there was no going back. Dan felt his ring stretching
around that thick shaft George possessed. To his own surprise, the bottom
felt George's cock sliding into him easily as if Dan was used to sliding
things inside his arse.

Just a third of the way in, George decided to fuck his way deeper inside
Dan who was giving very little resistance, [this bitch knows how to take
it.] George grinned to himself as his hips pulled him back an inch then
pressed him forward an inch and a half. With each pump Dan groaned once
more, "hmmmmm." He cheered, feeling his rear filling with more and more of
the sexy East Anglian. George's grip remained needlessly firm as Dan's body
allowed him to advance, but the confident top inside the 22-year-old meant
he had to remain in complete control of the cheeky Londoner.

Finally feeling comfortable with George's cock deep inside his body, Dan
began to bounce using his own muscles. The Londoner used his hips to thrust
his slim body back and forth, his tight pink ring devouring George's
beastly cock as the Williams driver groaned words of encouragement. "Yeah,
back up on me." George hissed while he pressed his crotch forward
simultaneously. Dan's tight chute devoured as much of George's cock as the
top was willing to feed it. Still, George held Dan's hips to guide the
bottom while his throbbing cock sliced into the Londoner's perfect, round
cheeks. Penetrating deeper within Dan, George watched the bottom's creamy
globes approaching his crotch, "Fucking take my cock." George grinned.

George was impressed with the way Dan was coping with George's hard cock
inside him. The F2 driver took the initiative to move with even more speed,
using his feet to increase the vigour with which he reversed his ring back
onto the 22-year-old. George saw half of his raw 8.5-inch cock appear
before Dan's round arse swallowed it once more this time smashing his juicy
cheeks into George's neat crotch. "Fuck." They groaned in unison as Dan's
butt slapped away on George's crotch.

The Londoner's tight ring sliding over the light purple veins at the base
of George's beautiful dick. "You like that dick in you Danny boy?" George
grinned proudly, "Yeah." Dan moaned with a short shallow breath. "I love
it, George." He confirmed. The Williams driver pressed his hand against
Dan's bladder and held the Londoner there. Then, straightening Dan up,
George turned them 90 degrees and took a step forward pushing Dan towards
the nearest wall. Dan placed his hands on the wall and felt George spread
his legs apart a little wider before the top began to plough him once more.

The weight of the 6'3" East Anglian thudded into Dan's slim body. The
21-year-old whimpered as the beast in George was fully unleashed. The
Williams driver held Dan at the hips and slammed every inch of 8.5-inch raw
cock into Dan's belly. The F2 driver could feel his own hard, uncut 6-inch
cock swinging vigorously with the weight of George's entire body destroying
his hole. Dan's attempts to hold up the Williams driver from the wall were
futile, the weight of George's thrusts pushing them both up against the
wall. Now that George was deep within the sexy bottom, he was going to
pleasure every part of his long, hard cock. Dan's squeals became louder
with each thrust, George's crotch rapped hard into his cheeks forcing his
raw cock into the Londoner's prostate.

"You like that cheeky boy?" George asked again, sending long, deep thrusts
up Dan's hole. "Uh, yeah." Dan squealed. The Londoner's slim, muscular
frame cushioning the thuds of George's lanky body while the volume of
sweaty skin slapping against sweaty skin increased with every
stroke. George looked towards the ceiling of his motorhome, thanking the
heavens for this opportunity to release his pent-up anger, then looking
back down once more his eyes narrowed and Dan's perfect round arse cheeks
once more.

Dan's own cock bobbed, standing rock hard and appreciating the feeling of
George's raw cock pleasuring him from the other side. The young Londoner
was usually a mouthy young lad, but whilst George fucked his tight little
ring, Dan was lost for words. The 21-year-old was focused on surviving the
onslaught of George's 8.5 pole, mercilessly rearranging his sweet insides.

George had found his rhythm and felt it was time to start pushing for the
finishing line. Taking hold of Dan's bobbing 6-inch cock, George smiled,
enjoying the feeling of the F2 driver's hard meat between his
fingers. Every time George swung his hips forward, the Londoner's cock
grew, enjoying the stimulation of George's head drumming against his
prostate. Dan glanced back at George; the top had grown from a lanky
karting teenager into a stunning young sportsman. The 22-year-old's
griddled abs tensed hard while his legs thrust his weight into Dan's
belly. The bottom could tell George was in top gear as he slung his raw
8.5-inch cock deep into Dan's belly, only stopped from going further by his
crotch crashing into Dan's firm buttocks.

George squeezed Dan's cock for leverage and a little more stimulation. The
best part about fucking a guy for George was the opportunity to milk him as
he fucked and watch bottom's cum shot tell him just how good a power top he
was. "Uh fuck!" Dan cursed as the pleasure escalated to a new height. Now
his tight hole sucked George's thick cock into its tight depths while the
Williams driver slid Dan's foreskin back and forth rapidly.

A sticky rope of precum, trickling over George's fingers was the sign
George was looking for. While his right-hand jerked Dan's throbbing 6-inch
wand, his left hand pulled Dan's hips away from the wall and turned the
bottom towards the bed once more. Squeezing the 21-year-old's left hip
tight, George guided his raw cock deep and straight into the moaning
Londoner, pounding against Dan's prostate. "God George, fuck me." Dan
squealed, falling to a right angle again in front of the top and resting
his palms on the mattress flaunting the beautiful roundness of his arse.

Dan returning to a right angle meant George had to lower his centre of
gravity slightly to reach Dan's cock and continue stroking the bottom
6-inch meaty boner. The advantage of the new angle however also meant that
the bottom's hole was perfectly lined up to accept every inch of George's
rod. With a good fuck session behind it, Dan's hole was at its most
accepting and now that George was driving for home, his head managed to
slide to the deepest point he had reached inside the cheeky bottom.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum." Dan gasped as George's head pounded his
sphincter. "Fucking hell!!!!!" Dan squealed. George's thick, raw helmet
sliding deep into his belly triggered the chemical reaction that emptied
Dan's balls. The Londoner felt the explosion in his sack and gave several
long deep grunts as his cock began to squirt errantly across George's
sheets. "Oh fuck." Dan moaned looking helplessly across the stained sheets
while George continued to pound him. The top didn't care, but Dan didn't
know that, "fuck fuck, fuckkk." Dan groaned when another large load of his
cum blasted across the mattress below him. "You cumming for me?" George
asked rhetorically as he slammed his bare cock into Dan's contracting
ring. "Yeah, I'm sorry." Dan groaned as another load blasted high into the
air while George pulled him upright to bite into the bottom's neck.

Dan's cock throbbed, practically empty it dribbled the last of his seed for
his semi and softening cock. Without a word, George pushed Dan forward and
round on to his back. The bottom fell onto George's cum soaked mattress and
watching as the Williams driver take hold of his thick shaft Dan braced
himself for the fireworks as George began to jerk his raging 8.5-inch cock.

Dan looked up at George's slender, toned frame and watched how the Williams
driver's muscles flexed while he jerked. The 22-year-old's fist ran hard
and fast along his shaft, pulling back his foreskin and revealing his
swelling, purple head. George glanced down at Dan one more time, taking in
the lad's similarly smooth, toned frame. The cheeky 21-year-old looked good
and he was about to look even better covered in George's cum.

A deep powerful grunt was George's signal to Dan of the impending cum
shower about to rain down over his body. The Williams driver felt his nuts
tighten and his shaft filled with his cum as his fist dragged his foreskin
back. Involuntarily swinging his hips forward, George exploded across the
canvas of his bed and Dan Ticktum below him. Thick drops of creamy white
jizz flew into the air from George's angry bellend squirting wildly from
his swollen head.

After the first two shots missed their target, the next 5 hit their
mark. George's cum splattered across Dan's torso gently streaming over his
defined abs with the strongest blast landing in the gap between Dan's
pecs. The warmth of George's seed against his skin brought a soft sound of
happy content from the Londoner while George finished milking himself
above. "Fucking cunt." George hissed while his fist drained his nuts,
pulling his thick rod angrily as he swore.

George felt the orgasm sweep through his body and as it came to a regretful
end, he rolled his foreskin back and forth still. The height of his orgasm
had fired big pools of his seed across Dan's smooth young body and George
watched the Londoner waiting patiently like his little bitch while he fired
his load. The best part of the orgasm for George were the three thick loads
which landed as high up Dan's body as the space between his pecs. While
George dropped his final remaining beads of cum on Dan's thigh, he looked
down to inspect his work with a satisfied expression across his face.

The lanky Williams driver had nearly finished, but ensuring he'd made the
most of this opportunity, he tugged his foreskin back and forth still. Dan
watched thin balls of cum bubble up dribble from George's head while the F1
driver grumbled softly. Dan's eyes looked at George from his cock up his
toned body and stopped at his proud face.

"You alright mate?" George beamed. "Yeah." Dan breathed. "Till next time
then." George winked playfully, suggesting Dan fuck off and leave him in
peace. "When is next time?" Dan asked innocently. "If you take it like that
every time, then how about on Tuesday back in London?!" George beamed. "In
two days!" Dan replied in horrified surprise, "no way my hole will recover
by then." "Doesn't need to recover, does it? Just needs to get used to it."
George grinned proudly. Dan had no reply, one thing he knew about cocky,
confident George was that if he wanted something, then he usually got it!

END

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