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Lance walked around the paddock, young and unsure. He was thrilled though, being an f1 driver was fantastic. You got money, you got girls and you got many things for free.
He had his head down, mapping the floor in his mind as he explored it with his feet. He needed to know his way around and this was how he did that.
He bumped into someone, someone he met when he was a kid. He looked back up to see Fernando Alonso. Fernando was Lance's idol but he had to keep his cool, he was a driver himself now and couldn't get starstruck by every driver he met.
"Oh- hello Fernando sorry for bumping into you" lance nervously got out, shaking his hand just to be polite. He didn't want Fernando thinking he was a rude rookie who couldn't keep his mouth shut, that would be horrible.
"It's no problem, lancey. You're new, no?" Fernando replied, a lustful hunger in his eyes already. Lance was like a sitting duck to him, all he had to do was play a few of his charms and the boy would be his in no time.
Lance nodded, he didn't know he would be coerced into something. He didn't know at this time that he'd be getting fucked by Fernando Alonso soon but the elder knew.
Fernando took him through the paddock, saying he was giving him a tour since he was new and needed to know where to go on the race weekend. He snuck into garages with lance, taking him around to even the most private of rooms.
He kept making conversation, turning each topic into something lewd so the poor boy would be turned on and begging Fernando for something or humping the nearest bed or sofa.
Once he had finally swooned lance he told him these "lessons" would "help him drive better" and since lance was a naïve young driver he believed Fernando, sitting on his lap and grinding on him just like he was told to do.
"Mmh- Fernando are you s-sure?" Lance asked, he knew he was gullible but he definitely had his suspicions this time.
"I'm sure lancey, this will help you drive the car better." Fernando replied to the boy, drawing more throaty moans from him. He knew the team would be coming back or maybe even doing a wellness check on him so he covered the lance's mouth, starting to rock his hips up on to the rookie.
Lance on the other hand could feel himself getting wetter, soaking his boxers and screaming when their thrusts met each other at just the right time. He loved the roughness of the older driver, moaning whenever he was manhandled to be in some other position for more pleasure for either one of the men.
Eventually lance's bottom half had nothing on it and he was using whatever part of Fernando he could for the most pleasure. He found that sitting on Fernando's face to be the best. Lance knew he was a very slim man, it helped him in the car but he was still a little weight conscious so he hovered over his face.
"Lancey, when I said sit I meant sit. I didn't mean hover"
Fernando grabbed his hips, pulling him down on to his mouth and forcing lance to squeal out and pull on his hair. He let lance take over at some point, riding his tongue and pressing his clit against it for most pleasure, gripping at his hair with the grip getting tighter and tighter as he got closer and closer.
Lance finally prided himself in being well hydrated so he looked down with rolled back eyes, drool pouring out of his mouth and gently shaking legs. He was squirting in Fernando's mouth and he loved it. He rode out the orgasm right then and there, pulling off Fernando's soaked mouth to look behind him and oh...
Fernando had just came in his boxers from eating lance out.