Date: Sat, 26 Sep 2020 13:00:00 +0100
From: PCW Tosh <pcwtosh@gmail.com>
Subject: F1 World - The Champ is Here

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

Previously: F1 World - Marina Bay

Lando begged as George smiled above him triumphantly. The Wlliams driver
rocked forward, balancing the weight of his upper body on his fist as his
crotch hovered tantalisingly in front of the teenager's face.

F1 World - The Champ is Here

Lewis exited the final corner of the Circuit of the Americas in Austin,
Texas. Crossing the line in third place he had done it, 6-time world
champion, the 5th championship in 6 years and a step closer to becoming the
greatest driver ever. Lewis climbed out of his car to the adulation of his
adoring American fans.

The drivers all headed for The Pen to talk to the press, it was a largely
uneventful day in Austin, the drivers had been well behaved with the
biggest drama coming from Sebastien Vettel's suspension failure. George
watched his idol and hopefully his future teammate Lewis celebrating his
6th championship, [that will be me someday] he told himself.

Leaving the Pen, George went back to the Williams motorhome to get changed,
being a Mercedes driver he had to go to the Championship party. "George!
Welcome to the party" Toto beamed, "Claire let you come along then!" he
chuckled. "I didn't ask." George smirked, Toto chuckled slapping his large
Austrian hand on George's back. The Mercedes team sang awfully out of tune,
"we are the champions, we are the champions!!!!" George grinned picturing
himself in the middle.

A Mercedes engineer forced a beer into George's hand which the 21-year-old
accepted. The Williams driver took a swig of beer as the party livened up,
mechanics dancing to cheesy pop tunes while George hid at the side
gravitating towards Valterri. The gentle Finn smiled, "how's it going
George." he started, "I'm good thanks, how are you?" George replied. "I'm
fine, can't wait to get away from this Lewis-party though." Valterri
chuckled, rolling his eyes. George smirked, "Is he that difficult a
teammate?" Valterri took a sip of beer, "don't rush into my race seat and
you'll like him longer." he winked.

"Is he an arsehole then?" George continued, "na, I wouldn't say that."
Valterri answered quickly. "But it sucks living in the shadows." He
continued. George nodded in agreement, "you going to stick it with Mercedes
or do you want to move and become a number one driver?" He asked. "Better
off being in a race winning car than being a team leader for a points
scoring team, trust me." Valterri replied before one of the Mercedes press
team came across and dragged the Finn away from their corner to dance,
George watched on smiling taking another draught of his beer.

A few moments passed before George began to feel a little uneasy by himself
in the corner. He just began to wonder if he could slip away quietly when a
hand pulled at his arm. "Come join the party man." Lewis smiled at him,
"You're in the Mercedes family, get involved." Lewis pulled George into the
crowd to loud cheers and whooping from the Mercedes crew. Eyes on him, the
21-year-old yielded to the pressure and began to shake his hips to the
music in time with Lewis who led the dance in front of him. George's
inhibitions dissolved into the party mood as he downed the rest of his beer
and was immediately supplied with another one by an alert mechanic. The
mechanics chuckled between themselves, "that changeover took more than 2
seconds!"

George woke the next morning, his head was pounding, [so much for two beers
then home George!] He picked up his phone to check the time and his
messages, it was nearly noon and he had a message from Lewis, "Hey man, you
up? We are gonna leave at noon if you still wanna come to L.A. let me
know." [Shit! I've got just over 10 minutes.] He looked over into the
corner of his room, his bag was already packed, [well done drunk George!]
he grinned to himself. He typed quickly, "Yeah sounds like fun, quick
shower and I will be ready in 5. Where should I meet you?" George swung his
legs out of bed and headed for the shower room grabbing a bottle of water
on the way and taking a long draught.

George was in and out of the shower in a flash grabbing his things quickly
and heading out of the door. "Dude, what's up? Sleep alright?" Lewis beamed
as George approached. "Hey man, sorry I'm late." George replied, Lewis
smiled holding his arms open for a hug. "Bring it in." George gave Lewis a
short hug and they made their way to the airport.

The private plane was beautifully fitted with comfortable reclining leather
seats and a lush carpet flooring. It wasn't long before they were in the
air for the trip to L.A. George was brimming with excitement, heading to
Los Angeles with Lewis would be amazing rubbing shoulders with his A-list
friends.

As they left arrivals there was a man with a board "Hammer." Lewis made
straight for him closely followed by George. "Hey." Lewis greeted him, the
driver nodded politely and turned to lead them to the carpark. They came to
a halt at a tinted Mercedes where the driver opened the door for them to
climb inside.

As the car pulled away Lewis turned to George, "we're going to Will.I.Am's
place, hang out for a bit and then head to a bar later." He explained,
George beamed excitedly, "sounds fantastic." It wasn't long before they
were pulling into the drive of a large mansion, George took the impressive
structure in, [I could definitely live here!] He told himself.

"Hey Will." Lewis beamed pulling the Black Eyed Peas singer in for a
hug. "Lewis, welcome. And you must be George." Will smiled pleasantly at
the lost looking Williams driver, holding his hand out, George shook it
firmly. "So champ, I was watching yesterday. Congratulations!" Will.I.Am
broke into a wider smile. "Thanks Will." Lewis beamed, "6 times,
huh. You're on fire homie." Will.I.an grinned. "Please make yourselves
comfortable." Lewis and George sat down while the popstar hurried off to
sort a few chores.

"This place is insane." George whispered to Lewis who beamed back at him,
"It's pretty sweet isn't it." "I know, and what a location, I wish I could
go to the beach!" George grinned excitedly. "We can go to the beach if you
want, Will is busy for now, we could hang out down there for a bit and then
go into the city a bit later." Lewis explained, George nodded along as
Lewis described the options.

"Yo Will, we are gonna head to the beach for some rays is that aite?" Lewis
called searching to find the popstar. The champion returned a few minutes
later with a bag of towels. "Right let's go." Lewis grinned flashing a set
of car keys at George, "Will gave me some directions to a private beach,
unless you're on the hunt for some tail?" Lewis grinned, George could only
blush and avoid Lewis' gaze.

"Come dude!" Lewis chimed excitedly shuffling to the door. George stood up
and followed him out to Will.i.am's convertible Mustang. The intense
Californian sunshine shone down on them, a pair of young, fit British dudes
in the States. Lewis drove them to an unmarked road where he turned off and
parked up. "Right this is it." He switched off the engine and grabbed his
bag, George followed him and they both climbed out. They strode on to the
soft sand to find the beach was deserted, it was just the two of
them. Lewis lay down two towels and made himself comfortable, George lay
down beside him.

"How does it feel to be the champion, AGAIN!" George started, Lewis beamed
smugly, "I feel blessed man. Honestly, when they make you a Mercedes driver
you will see just how good these guys are." Lewis replied smiling under his
sunglasses, George grinned back at him. "I look forward to it, but I won't
get the chance until you quit!" he chuckled. "Don't be so sure man, Toto is
watching everything you do and he's worried about Charles and Max getting
ahead of you, he thinks you're the future." Lewis replied reassuringly. "I
hope you're right." George smiled, feeling a little better. "Did you bring
any sunscreen by any chance, I'm roasting." George asked, Lewis giggled at
him, "course I did man" he rummaged through the bag throwing the Williams
driver a bottle of sunscreen.

George took off his shirt and folded it neatly as a pillow then flicked the
lid off the sunscreen pouring a generous helping and smearing it over his
smooth skin. Lewis also picked up the bottle pouring himself a handful of
cream smearing it over his body. There was a moment of awkward realisation
for George and he glanced over to Lewis, "err Lewis do...?" "Yeah sure,
roll over." Lewis grinned. George lay on his front, his face resting into
his T-shirt as Lewis poured more cream into his palm and began to spread it
across the 21-year-old's back. George already had an impressive tan, his
slim back was smooth and muscly with a nice bronzed tint which Lewis
surveyed as he rubbed the liquid slowly across George's back.

[Oh fuck!!!] George groaned, as Lewis' hand moved slowly across his back
George could feel himself appreciating the experience a little too much for
his own liking. Lewis' touch was firm as if he were trying to massage the
Williams driver squeezing the muscles as his fingers ran over them. [Fuck
off Lewis!!!] George groaned to himself, feeling his cock filling out
underneath him. Lewis rubbed his palms around George's back in small
circles moving down from his shoulders, over the ribs and down to the small
of his back. George bit his lip trying to take his mind away from how good
this all felt as Lewis reached the waist of his shorts, the 34-year-old
teased George by dipping his little finger in the gap of his waistband
before giving him a little tap, "done." "Thanks." George smiled up to
Lewis, "Can you do me?" Lewis replied [I would do you hard in the arse!]
George's boner growled angrily, "errr, yeah course." George paused trying
to delay as long as possible, pushing himself up with his right hand whilst
trying to conceal himself discreetly with his left as Lewis assumed a
similar position lying face down.

George poured the cream into his hand and began to spread it across Lewis'
back. The 6-time world champion's physique was amazing, there wasn't an
ounce of spare body fat the skin just clung tightly to his thick muscles. A
vast tattoo with a cross, angel wings and the phrase, "still I rise"
decorated his beautifully toned brown, smooth skin. As George's fingers ran
across Lewis' toned back he surveyed the champ's arse, his bum was plump
and juicy, he had clearly been doing plenty of squats to cushion himself
through his race weekends.

Lewis cooed encouraging tones enjoying George's gentle fingers sliding
sensually across his skin. The 34-year-old smiled to himself as the creamy
liquid felt stimulating with George's fingers, within his own shorts Lewis
could feel himself beginning to grow. [Time to strike!] Lewis grinned. "How
much do you remember of last night?" Lewis asked, George stopped stroking
Lewis' back and thought to himself. "I remember drinking with Valtteri and
then I remember dancing with you, then I woke up this morning with a
throbbing head." George recalled.

Lewis rolled back a little to face George better, "you don't remember us
talking?" Lewis replied, George shook his head in embarrassment, "well, you
asked what I was doing this week and I said I was coming to L.A. When you
heard that you were practically begging me to come along so we spoke to
Toto who said it's fine. You got all excited and said I was amazing..."
"then I said I wanted to marry you because you're so amazing.'' George
interrupted flushing pink. "Yes, you did." Lewis beamed, George's face
dropped when he realised what he said next. "I didn't say anything after
that right?" [hopefully Lewis had forgotten.] Lewis nodded apologetically,
you spent some time talking about my perfect black arse and then said you
hoped we could be teammates so that I can sit on your face with it." Lewis
finished. George gaped with no idea how to come back from that! Lewis
sensed George's embarrassment as the 21-year-old stared back at him with a
blank expression. "...so I invited you to spend some time with me in
L.A....brought you to a private beach..." Lewis explained watching the
calculator in George's brain finally kicking into gear followed by an
innocent smile. "I'm with you now." George giggled.

Lewis rolled fully on to his back allowing George to take in the champion's
chiselled body. The tattoos were religious and beautifully done. The
Williams driver traced his fingers along them appreciating the faint
embossed feeling on his gentle fingertips. Lewis lay back watching George's
hand wandering along his body, the 21-year-old's biceps flexed as he moved
downwards whilst his skinny forearms were covered with a generous forest of
thin brown hairs.

Lewis was bulging through his shorts and he could tell George's eyes hand
landed on his tent. "Go for it." Lewis beamed from under his sunglasses,
"we're alone." he continued reassuringly. George reached down resting his
hand on the older man's bulge and gave him a firm squeeze. Lewis gave a
gentle moan through his nose and George squeezed him again. Lewis reached
down to his shorts and unbuttoned his fly, [fuck me, he really his keen!]
George beamed watching the Mercedes driver peeling open his shorts
revealing his white Hugo Boss boxers.

George enjoyed the feeling of control over the older racer, Lewis' desire
to shoot a load was more than obvious but before he released the
34-year-old's hard cock George traced his fingers over the fabric barely
touching him. Lewis' cock strained to be touched, pulsing through the soft
cotton as George's fingers touched him so faintly from he other side. The
power was beginning to show in George's own shorts, Lewis' eyes widened in
horror at the size of George's bulge, [If that's how big he is constrained,
how big is he unleashed!!!] Lewis reached out and joined in with George's
game of tease caressing the large bump a little firmer. George's cock
pulsed aggressively in response and with that the game of tease was
over. The Williams driver closed his fingers around Lewis' shaft and slowly
moved his fingers downwards.

Lewis exhaled softly, "that's nice" he whispered as George worked his
pole. The Mercedes driver returned the favour, the 34-year-old's hand
slipped into George's shorts. Lewis' hand found George's bushy crotch, the
older man beamed as he ran his fingers through the Williams driver's sweaty
pubes. Moving his hand along the youngster's pole, Lewis built a mental
image of the Williams driver's 8.5 inch cock. [Thick] he told himself
closing his fingers around the base, [veiny] he smiled, sliding his hand
along the long shaft up to the top, [uncut] his hand reached the head and
he took a moment to trace his fingers around. George shuddered, Lewis'
fingers knew how to tease him, they circled softly around the top part of
his cock which responded pulsing wildly in appreciation.

George moved his face closer to Lewis', their fingers rummaging within the
other driver's crotch, the heat between them began to rise. George's eyes
traced up Lewis' toned body, the 34-year-old's definition was perfect, his
brown skin was smooth hugging close to the bulging muscles beneath it. The
champion's neck led up to his thin, groomed beard and moustache, over his
full brown lips, his pierced nose and landed at his deep brown eyes. George
stared into the Mercedes driver's eyes, Lewis beamed straight back into the
21-year-old's cool blue eyes and as their fingers explored each other's
crotches, their faces closed in and connected.

Lewis' lips squeezed tightly against George's, the hot breath of the
21-year-old's exhaling travelled over the champion's lips. George smiled,
his idol's beard tickled at his smooth skin and instinctively his hand
reached up to caress the Mercedes driver's groomed face. The Williams
driver pushed his back into Lewis enabling his tongue to travel deeper into
the older man's mouth. Their tongues tussled energetically, slathering
their saliva in a triumphant bond, their mouths closed together and they
held a long kiss staring into deep each other's eyes.

Who was going to give in to whom, or were they going to kiss forever. As
the wind gently blew around them Lewis pulled away and sat upright before
swinging his body around. They were now face to face with each others'
crotches. In unison they pulled each others' shorts and took a moment to
ogle the 7.5 and 8 inch poles in front of them.

George was first to swallow the throbbing cock in front of him, closely
followed by Lewis. The pair of them tried valiantly to fit as much of the
other boy's cock in his mouth as he could but they were both large. George
took Lewis' hard black cock and pushed it to the top of his mouth. Lewis
shuddered as his head scraped the roof of George's mouth. Lewis tongued at
George's cock before swallowing it, [man this guy is big] he smiled to
himself sucking on George's hard 8 inches. The champ's mouth expanded
around George's thick shaft as he forced the 21-year-old's meat to the back
of his throat. As if they were perfectly synchronised the pair 69'd,
capably swallowing the other guy's cock whilst moaning gently between
breaths as their own pole throbbed excitedly.

Lewis was first to change pace, resting a hand on George's bum and
squeezing it gently pulling George in as he bobbed on the other
side. George grinned with his mouth full of Lewis' dick, the unmistakable
feeling of nose burying into pubes told George his thick cock had made it
as deep as it could go, and it felt gooooood. George tried to enjoy the job
Lewis was doing on his cock but really he was even more interested in his
own oral skills. For the first time George had bagged himself some black
cock and he wanted to enjoy every minute of it, not just anyone's dick, his
hero Lewis' big black dick. George's mind was focussed trying to record
every movement of his lips sliding along the older man's throbbing
meat. There was an unmistakable flavour to the smell of Lewis' pubes also,
a fuller deeper musk to his body odour, it drove George's nuts wild, [if
his cock tastes this good, I can only imagine how good his arse tastes! He
said you mentioned it last night, ask him, ask him.] George's mind
argued. The 21-year-old plucked up the courage and pulled of Lewis'
cock. "Hey Lewis, do you wanna sit on my face?" He asked boldly. "Maybe."
Lewis grinned pulling off George's shaft. "Maybe?" "Maybe. How about we say
this is sector one, so rimming is sector two, then how about for sector
three, you fuck me?" The Mercedes driver smiled proudly. "Fucking deal."
George beamed without hesitation.

Lewis rolled on to his front, "entering sector two." He grinned back at
George. The Williams driver shuffled around lining up behind the
champion. Spreading Lewis' dark cheeks apart he beamed down on the
beautiful brown hole in front of him. "You have a great arse." George told
Lewis again before lowering himself down. The warm sweaty hole tasted just
how George imagined, sweaty with plenty of musk after their journey and
being sat out in the sun. Lewis murmured something ahead of the
21-year-old, something along the lines of "yeah lube up that hole"
[gladly.]

Lewis' hole was neat, the hairs obviously trimmed to offer a clear view of
his brown entrance. George pushed his face in nose-deep, running his tongue
along the 34-year-old's crack. Lewis groaned again, this time frustrated
with his inability to get to his cock, it felt so good. [This boy knows how
to rim, I bet he knows how to fuck!] Lewis smiled excitedly. The Norfolk
lad sucked deep into Lewis' cavity, forcing warm encouraging moans from the
champion. George's tongue lapping at his entrance, Lewis could feel himself
loosening in anticipation of the Williams driver's fat cock.

George wasn't going to make the older man wait long but he wanted to enjoy
the moment while it lasted. George's hands massaged Lewis' juicy globes
which stretched the Mercedes driver's tasty ring. Lewis' hole closed gently
around the 21-year-old's tongue as it firmly explored inside him. George
took in a long deep breath through his nose and felt his cock pulse once
more, the blue eyed Williams driver pulled back and rubbed his hard shaft
against Lewis' hole.

Lewis reached into the bag and removed a bottle of lube passing it
backwards and bracing himself. George flicked open the lid and squeezed out
some lube over his fingers. Lewis' heart began to hammer in response to
George's fingers coating his entrance with the warm, viscous liquid. The
Williams driver then turned his attention to his own 8 inch shaft, as the
sun shone down George applied some lube to his hard pole. George's cock
sparkled ready to go, he threw the lube aside and moved into position.

Lewis could feel George weight shifting above him and he closed his eyes as
the 21-year-old's tip grazed his entrance. The champ concentrated, deep
breaths and the Williams driver began to push. Lewis bit his lip as
George's head split his hole apart, the bottom exhaled deeply and George
responded with a gasp of his own as they slowly became united. Lewis
focused on relaxing his muscles which George could feel. Resting his hand
on Lewis' shoulder he smiled appreciatively as he sunk into the black boy's
hole. Lewis' hole swallowed George's cock hungrily as the youngster's
crotch closed in on his cheeks.

Lewis felt George's pubes press against his pert cheeks and he sighed. The
tall Williams driver lowered himself down and allowed his weight to push
the rest of him down into Lewis. The Mercedes driver opened his eyes, the
tranquil beach was the perfect setting for the future teammates to get
closer together.

The young top began to pump the 34-year-old, his thick 8 inches throbbed as
his knees pushed him up and his weight lowered him down. George placed his
left hand on Lewis' arse as he pumped whilst his right hand moved stroked
the older man's braided hair. Lewis cooed with satisfaction, the feeling of
a thick white cock was the perfect continuation of the perfect weekend.

George picked up his pace, his knees held the Williams driver steady as his
hips rammed into Lewis' cheeks. The sound of the waves lapping against the
shore helped to muffle the sound of the top's excited crotch ricocheting
against Lewis' juicy arse. George's balls took control of his entire body,
as the juices flowed within them, [fuck him harder] they demanded. "Fuck me
George." Lewis agreed, begging the Williams driver. [YESSSSS] George's mind
and balls growled simultaneously. The top's hips pulled him as far back as
they dared before plunged 8 inches deep into Lewis' welcoming hole.

Lewis desperately wanted to touch himself but the enthusiastic youngster
gave him no room to reach himself. The bottom's hard 7.5 inches rubbed
between himself and the soft sand with the towel providing generous
friction. "Can you let me up?" Lewis whispered to George as the sexy white
top pressed his thick head deep into Lewis' widening hole. George
repositioned his weight moving on to his knees and slid his hand under
Lewis' belly gently pulling the bottom up onto his knees.

The Williams driver's eyes travelled across the dark skin of Lewis' back
and down to where his thick cock split the older man's arse. George
straightened his back, resting his hands on Lewis' cheeks and pulled his
cock back. Lewis moaned as most of the 8 inch pole left his hole, the
21-year-old watched the veins of his hard cock revealing themselves before
he gripped the bottom's cheeks and jabbed his cock back in again.

Lewis closed his eyes enjoying the feeling of the horny 21-year-old
penetrating his ring. The bottom tingled with excitement, the sensation of
George's shaft sliding along his ring and up his insides made his cock
pulse as he pumped himself. The tall top pulled Lewis back hard into his
crotch, the Mercedes driver's arse cheeks rippled under the weight of
George's body as he thudded into the sexy bottom. "Yeah Georgey, that's the
spot." Lewis chimed. A proud grin spread across the Williams driver's face,
his thick white 8 inches buried deep into Lewis' hole. The top's white skin
pressed beautifully against the bottom's wonderful brown complexion.

Lewis' fist pumped his weeping cock as the 21-year-old top plunged into
Lewis' arse cheeks. George's meaty cock stretching his insides forced a
long groan of happiness swirling on the Californian breeze as his balls
began to unload. George watched Lewis' back muscles tensing and relaxing
uncontrollably as his orgasm swept through his body. The champ's tattooed
back muscles tightened powerfully and the bottom thrust himself backwards
into George's crotch to hold himself there.

Lewis' wet cock throbbed hard as his fist ran over the head once more and
he began to shoot. The bottom moved the towels they were on just in time to
see his pearly white cream fire hard into the sand ahead of him. George
slowly rolled back and forth inside him continuing to work Lewis' ring as
he did. The hard blasts continued as the 34-year-old emptied his load on to
the deserted beach. Lewis hadn't cum in a few days and it showed as his
jizz fired nearly two metres ahead of him.

George pulled his cock free of Lewis' arse as the older man continued to
shoot and began to wank himself shuffling alongside the Mercedes
driver. His hand squeezed tightly around his veiny shaft whilst his eyes
watched Lewis shooting his load. The Williams driver grunted whilst the
Mercedes driver groaned, Lewis fired two more thick volleys of cream across
the golden sand ahead of him which darkened with his salty moisture. The
champion's hard cock throbbed as it emptied, panting he squeezed the last
few drops of cum from his glistening head.

As Lewis' orgasm ended George's began, the 21-year-old's hips thrusted
forward instinctively as his balls emptied. It was Lewis' turn to watch on
mesmerised as George's cock hardened before beginning to fire
intensely. George's body shuddered and he gave a long deep moan, his slit
recoiled into his head and his cum shot high and hard into the air. The
Williams driver closed his eyes as he pumped, his pole throbbing vigorously
in his hand as it bounced between his shiny head and his bushy hilt.

George could feel his balls firing his seed powerfully out in front of
him. Lewis had the perfect view from side on watching the younger man's
silk spraying out in front of him. The ropes continued to spurt from
George, his young sack full of creamy juice, Lewis counted 8 heavy blasts
of jizz joining Lewis' on the Californian sand. One final limp shot of cum
barely cleared the edge of the towel and George held his shaft up as the
last of his sperm dribbled down his shaft.

Lewis beamed at the youngster as he reopened his eyes and gazed over to the
Mercedes driver. "That was pretty awesome." Lewis grinned reaching over to
the bag taking out some tissues and handing them to George. The 21-year-old
took the tissues and began to mop up his softening pole. "Yeah, that really
was!" George agreed. "What do you think we should do about that mess." He
continued. Lewis glanced over the stained sand, "throw some water over it
and then go jump in the sea." He grinned pulling a bottle of water from the
bag, taking a swig then handed it to George. The Williams driver enjoyed a
quick sip of water then handed the bottle back to Lewis who poured it over
their mess whilst throwing sand over to cover.

"Right, I'm going for a dip. You coming?" Lewis beamed. "I came a minute
ago." George sniggered as he pushed himself up off the ground. "Last one in
is a Nico Rosberg!" George shouted as he ran full pelt towards the
water. "Cunt!" Lewis spat as he tried to chase after the youngster into the
lapping, cool water.

END

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