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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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