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F1 World 16: Enter Oscar
Two races down and the McLaren teammates Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri were definitely starting to feel more comfortable in each other's company. Although Lando had already made the move to join the rest of the grid living in Monaco, the Brit was accustomed to spending significant amounts of time in Woking, England where the team's factory was based.
"What have you got planned for Oz?" Oscar asked Lando innocently. "Nothing really, fly in, race, fly back." Lando replied. "Alright. Well, how about we spend a bit of time chilling? My folks have a place in St. Kilda, we can go for a bit of surfing?" Oscar asked. "That sounds interesting, you know who loves surfing, Pierre does, he's meant to be pretty good." Lando replied, thinking aloud. "Ahh cool, I mean, it would be nice if it's just the two of us, nothing gay or anything, just getting to know you a bit better." Oscar explained. "Nothing gay, I'm not agreeing to that. But Pierre is good fun, and he knows how to surf, much better than watching me flopping about like a fish out of water." Lando sniggered. "Sounds like we're in for a treat then." Oscar beamed.
As Lando suspected, Pierre needed no convincing and with Zak's blessing they were off to Australia a couple of days early. "Make sure the sharks don't get my boy." Zak chuckled, catching Lando in a headlock and giving the Brit a noogie. "Sure thing boss." Oscar smiled.
Oscar took Lando and Pierre to his favourite beach where all the locals knew him very well. Hopping out of Oscar's car the three got changed into their surfer gear and headed out to the beach. The great thing about surfers' clothing is that the wetsuits leave very little to the imagination. Lando already knew Pierre's body like the back of his hand but glancing at his new teammate, he was already beginning to think Oscar might look better without his wetsuit on. The young Aussie looked nice and slender in his slimming black wetsuit accenting an invitingly round arse.
The trio headed out to the shore and running straight into the water, Oscar and Pierre led the way fearlessly. Lando followed the others out somewhat tentatively, looking to the others for a bit of attention which he got after 30 seconds of splashing and acclimatising. For the next hour Oscar and Pierre tutored Lando in the art of surfing, teaching him how to ride the aggressive Aussie waves. The young Brit made excellent progress, his fitness aiding his ability to be nimble and versatile in the face of a new challenge but not without several lung shattering failures to begin with.
After 90 minutes of fun, it was time for Lando, leaving the others to enjoy themselves without having to babysit. The Brit knew Pierre was quite skilled in the waves and watched in awe as the Alpine driver danced across the water gracefully. Oscar was a revelation to Lando, the Brit knew his teammate must have some experience on the waves but the flips and tricks the 20-year-old showed were mind blowing. Lando couldn't help but admire just how perfect Oscar looked in his tight-fitting wetsuit as he glided across the water. The young Australian had the perfect F1 body, not too tall, but nice and slim with muscle toning that would ensure the outlines were visible through his racing baselayers.
"Wow, you guys were amazing." Lando beamed, laying down on the sand with his wetsuit rolled down to expose his smooth, bronze chest to some sun. Oscar and Pierre shared a smile before peeling their arms out of their wetsuits also. "What's the plan then dude?" Lando asked. "We should get cleaned up, get some grub and head out into Melbourne." Oscar thought aloud. "Sounds like a plan." Pierre nodded. "I'm feeling the jetlag a bit after surfing, would be cool to hang out indoors." Lando suggested. "Yeah, ok bro, we can get some bottles in." Oscar grinned, glancing towards Pierre for confirmation of his approval and receiving it with a silent nod.
The racers arrived at Oscar's house and settled in, showering and changing into some comfortable loungewear. "What do you guys want?" Oscar asked Pierre and Lando who were sat watching some TV. "Fosters?" Lando asked, looking across at Pierre. "Oui, or Kronenbourg." Pierre grinned. "You're fucking about with me, aren't you?" Oscar sighed. "Yeah, get us some cool Aussie shit." Lando beamed. "Fine, I'll pick some stuff up, you order some food." Oscar called as he headed for the door.
"Chinese food." Lando giggled as Oscar returned holding a couple of bags filled with bottles of Australian beer. "Oooh, my PT is gonna love that." Oscar chuckled placing the beer carefully on the table. Lando and Pierre helped themselves to a beer while Oscar kicked off his shoes and returned to join them on the couch. "You boys still want to stay in or shall I look up somewhere to go tonight?" Oscar started, picking up a bottle for himself and having a drink. "I'm still pretty beat from the jetlag, I'll probably just chill." Lando jumped in first. "I'm with Lando, I'm so tired, I just want to fuck around here." Pierre agreed, with more suggestion in his verb usage. "Yeah, that's pretty fair, I could use an early night if you boys don't need entertaining." Oscar beamed. "What do you do to fuck about?" The young Aussie continued. "Fuck...about." Pierre replied, punctuating his words with a solid stare for emphasis.
Lando watched nervously as the words washed through Oscar, Pierre however had a lot more confidence. "I know you were checking my ass out on that surfboard and I don't blame you." He grinned proudly. "What, I wasn't." "Yes, you were, admit it, I took a look at yours too, not as good as mine, but still pretty impressive." Pierre monologued briefly, tying Oscar up in a solo game of word tennis. "I..." "We will be quiet if you don't want to join in, but you're one of us now so if you wanna ride my butt like your surfboard, you know where we will be." Pierre beamed, giving his beer a long drag and spreading his legs a little wider. Lando could only watch Oscar trying to figure out how to respond to Pierre's accusation and proposition. The Aussie then looked straight at his teammate who felt his face curl into an awkward smile. "Fuck me, you're telling the truth as well." Oscar smirked, reading Lando's awkward expression. "I thought you were fucking about with me." Oscar explained, pointing towards Pierre. "...but that was a guilty look if ever I saw one." Oscar grinned, his excited smile growing broader by the second.
Pierre had all the information he needed, and lifting himself off the couch the Frenchman tugged down his jogging bottoms and boxers to release his uncut, 6.5-inch cock. Lando remained silent watching events unfold while Oscar studied them both. The Aussie was particularly focused on Pierre's facial expression, a shifty smile to accompany his hand which was now stroking his soft cock slowly sliding the foreskin back and forth suggestively. Oscar's feet were suddenly in motion, moving the young racer towards the couch and placing himself down next to Pierre. The Alpine placed his right hand on Oscar's smooth neck and guiding the youngster south, he smiled to himself then flashed a wink towards Lando.
Oscar's brown eyes watched Pierre's crown jewels and sceptre approach. To Oscar's delight, Pierre had stiffened to semi-hard status as his lips made contact with the Frenchman's shaft. Before wrapping his lips around Pierre's inviting shaft, the young Aussie had just enough time to inhale a long draught of Pierre's scent. The natural body odour and sea had been washed away in the shower but in its place, a fruity shower gel had become tinted with a gentle French musk Pierre's hairy balls exuded as they relaxed in Oscar's warm living room.
"Fucking yes!" Pierre chortled as Oscar swallowed his uncut head and immediately descended down the rest of his shaft. Lando grinned, feeling his own cock harden just from the sound of the other two engaging alongside him. Pierre carefully lifted his knees to shuffle his bottoms round past them and down his furry legs for his joggers to drop to his ankles. Oscar had all the room he needed to perform his first task and the young Aussie got to work slathering along Pierre's hard pipe. Now he was free to do as he pleased and that was to run his lips the length of Pierre's nice, chunky penis. Along with his furry beard, Oscar noticed that Pierre matched upstairs and downstairs with a bushy but neat forest of pubes surrounding his olive, 6.5-inch cock. Within that bush Oscar found more musk, a smell he inhaled hungry with every dip into the Frenchman's forest.
Lando was quickly beginning to feel left out and decided it was time to join the action. Sinking down from the couch and moving in behind Oscar's waiting arse, the McLaren driver reached for his teammate's waistband and hooked his fingers underneath. A brief pause for protest passed smoothly and with a tug, Lando slid the young Aussie's shorts and boxers down to reveal a smooth, round and pale arse. "How does it look?" Pierre beamed. "Immaculate!" Lando replied. Oscar's ears flinched with happiness at Lando's positive review and continuing his oral work, the young Aussie deepthroated Pierre merrily.
Instead of taking a mouthful of Oscar's juicy ass, Lando decided that he was hungrier for his teammate's hard cock. Rolling around onto his arse and then down onto his back, the Brit moved his head in-between Oscar's pale legs, spreading them a little wider to give him access then reaching up to the youngster's cut cock, Lando placed the tip against his tongue and swallowed.
"Yeah booooiiiiiiis!" Pierre cheered watching the McLaren boys at work. From first-hand experience, Pierre knew Lando was exceptional when it came to oral and today, he was learning that Oscar too, knew his way around a hard cock. The young racer's curtains were swaying as he increased his speed, sliding his lips along the Frenchman's cock as it throbbed between his lips. Concentrating had become difficult for Oscar. The moment Lando had begun to suck at his cock, the Australian found himself struggling to split his mind between giving and receiving oral pleasure at the same time. [Focus!] Oscar barked at himself, determined to give as good as he got. Keeping his movements consistent, the Australian committed his entire throat to stimulating Pierre's cock, pressing the Frenchman's tip against his soft tonsils.
From the Frenchman's perspective nothing had changed. Every roll of Oscar's thin lips hit the mark sparking Pierre's horny juices into life. A clear pearl of precum formed at the Frenchman's slit which Oscar released on his next descent. A gentle sigh upon the release of his first drop precum confirmed Pierre's pleasure, reassuring Oscar that although his mind was split, the young racer was more than capable of catering for both men's current needs.
Pierre's current need wouldn't remain current too much longer as the Alpine racer found his eyes drawn to the round moons Oscar owned. The Frenchman didn't care if he was a third-wheel to this team building exercise, the tight shape to Oscar's pale arse called to him. Pierre's blue eyes were hypnotised, watching the way Oscar's arse moved back and forth ever so slightly as a result of his bouncing throat. The Frenchman could imagine just how snug the young Aussie would feel around his cock, holding those nicely toned sides to push Oscar's body forward then pull it back nice and hard onto his throbbing cock, yum.
From Lando's current position he couldn't see Oscar's arse but the young Aussie's shape had burned itself to the inside of his eyelids earlier on in that wetsuit and again after the official unveiling before Lando had chosen to suck his teammate's cock. Hungrily, Lando ate Oscar's hard cock but as his neck moved up and down, the Englishman placed two fingers at Oscar's hole and began to circle. Lando's eyes bulged at the feel of Oscar's hole quivering at his touch. The moment Lando's fingers began to explore the youngster's hole, Oscar's body responded encouragingly, filling the Brit's cock with a fresh surge of blood as he anticipated how it would feel to fuck his teammate.
The instant beneficiary of Lando's fingers however was Pierre at the other end of the slender Aussie. Galvanized by the touch of Lando's fingers, Oscar worked even harder to pleasure Pierre's throbbing cock. The young Aussie looked almost effortless as his smooth face rolled back to the tip of Pierre's 6.5-inch shaft, using the head as his outer marker before returning south to bury those smooth features into Pierre's furry, French crotch. The Alpine driver's sweet smile beamed down on Oscar as the cute kid worked his shaft. In particular, it was that moment each time Oscar descended far enough south that his head became surrounded by the young Aussie's tight tonsils that gave Pierre the most joy. "That feels so good." He purred.
The dream of becoming an F1 driver had turned strangely sexual and Oscar couldn't have been happier. The Aussie's arse lips responded to a subtle push by Lando's fingers and parted to grant the Brit entry. The double skewer of Lando's fingers on one side and Pierre's cock from the other thickened the Aussie's cock as he bobbed, hardening as it received a servicing of his own. Between the two men invading his body Oscar couldn't decide who was hotter. In front of his eyes, furry Pierre was a hunk, athletic and beautifully tanned with a pair of gorgeous blue eyes that were hypnotic in their beauty. Under him cheeky Lando was smooth but similarly athletic although noticeably skinnier than the Frenchman, Lando still ticked all the boxes of sexy twink and that turned Oscar on too.
A snort of a grunt through Pierre's cock told the Frenchman something had happened and as Lando's smiling face re-emerged the Frenchman understood. The Brit moved towards him wriggling his fingers together then pointing them towards Pierre's mouth, he made the Alpine driver an offer he couldn't refuse. "Here, taste this." Pierre's mouth fell open allowing Lando's fingers to swirl around the inside. The Frenchman's blue eyes shot open with unreserved delight as he tasted Oscar's hole for the first time from Lando's naughty fingers. The sweet dankness of boy-hole was unmistakable and before Lando could withdraw, Pierre closed his lips and sucked hard, practically drinking the flavour of the cute Aussie from Lando's digits. "Holy fuck that's nice." Pierre grinned malevolently.
Lando knew he'd ignited the fires of jealousy inside Pierre now and that the Frenchman knew what Oscar tasted like, Lando would compound that jealousy by fucking his adorable new teammate. The Brit never took his eyes off Pierre's face as he scuttled towards his backpack, removed a bottle of lube and applied the liquid to his hard cock, then moving around behind Oscar, Lando gave the youngster's arse a generous helping of lube before kneeling behind the Aussie with his cock lined up perfectly with Oscar's moley, smooth, slender body.
There was a tender moment just before the onslaught began where Lando stroked the small of Oscar's back, circling a few times before laying his palm flat with intent. Oscar had no idea why, but as soon as Lando's stroking stopped he braced himself and he was right. Within a blink of the comforting ending, Lando's cock charged forward and forced Oscar open. The bottom paused his rocking on Pierre's cock but continued to suck on it like a pacifier, easing him through the pain of Lando's somewhat violent entry. The top's head popped inside Oscar's hole and didn't stop there as Lando pushed the rest of his shaft in straight after it.
The youngster had already proven himself to be a gentle and welcoming kind of guy and Oscar's arse did the same. The Aussie's chute allowed Lando's uncut boner to enter with minimal fuss as the top guided his weight behind his shaft. "Ahhhh yeahhhhh boi!" Lando exclaimed as his hard cock cut its way inside Oscar's sexy body. "Pierre dude, you gotta try this after I'm done." Lando continued teasing the horny Frenchman. "Oh, I will." Pierre replied, smiling towards Oscar rather than Lando.
The look on Oscar's face was one Pierre was familiar with. Oscar looked discomforted but untroubled by Lando's invasion, the youngster obviously knew how to take a good deep penetration allowing his face to flush redder and his breathing to deepen but repressing any sounds of dissent. Pierre remembered the first time Lando's amazing mast entered his back end, the excitement inside the Frenchman that day had been well and truly matched by Lando's length and girth as his perfect piece pleasured his sensitive insides. "Fuckkkk yeahhhh, straight up the inside!" Lando exhaled happily as he pushed his crotch all the way up against Oscar's tailbone for Pierre to see the relief on the bottom's face as he realised that Lando at 7.5 inches deep could go no deeper.
Once Lando was set, the top began to slide, slowly at first in order to give Oscar a firm but fair awakening. The Brit's bare cock rolled into Oscar's pale hole to light hums of discontent from the bottom. Lando worked his shaft the length of Oscar's hole, maximising the use of friction along the entirety of the bottom's insides. Oscar's bare, smooth flesh felt magical, sucking tight to Lando's rigid cock as the team leader opened up his new bitch.
The Brit looked up towards Pierre as he pumped his crotch with a wicked grin on his face. Lando's cheeky face needed piercing with Pierre's cock and when the McLaren driver began to accelerate on Oscar's arse, Pierre decided he was ready for the change in venue for his throbbing cock. The vibrations of Oscar's humming kept Pierre entertained as the Australian regulated the pain within. The gentle shockwaves felt so nice through the Alpine driver's dick as the youngster's lips ran along his shaft, Pierre waited a couple of seconds more, watching the bottom's rose lips polish his throbbing sword before pulling himself free of those beautiful thin lips.
Rising to his feet with his cock in hand the Frenchman looked like a man on a mission as he approached Lando's face. The Brit noticed Pierre's approach and braced his tight arse hole for some much-needed action but the Brit was given a rude surprise as Pierre hooked a hand around the back of Lando's head and shoved his cock straight to the back of the McLaren driver's throat. [Yeah, shove that dick in me!] Lando beamed happily as Pierre's furry stomach came hurtling towards his face. The smack of the Frenchman's furry trail against Lando's smooth forehead was just the latest in a long line of face fuckings the Alpine driver had given Lando and even though the Brit was busy with Oscar's sexy arse, Pierre gave Lando the regular pounding his face was accustomed to. Each pump of his throbbing cock pulled the thick, uncut boner right to Lando's lips then aiming straight for the Brit's tonsils, Pierre stabbed his cock in nice and hard, only stopping to reverse after his stomach had pinged off Lando's cute forehead.
Even with his face under attack however, Lando proved himself a very capable multitasker and to Oscar's surprise, an expert at the threesome. The Aussie glanced back to see where Pierre's delicious cock had gone and couldn't help but be impressed when the Brit took that thick, French stick hard in the face while continuing to slide his cock smoothly and steadily up Oscar's tight rectum.
Glancing back to see where Pierre's lovable cock had disappeared to, Oscar watched his teammate swallow the Frenchman's cock without missing a beat on his horny arse. Pierre focussed first on slotting his cock into the gap on Lando's cheeky face and once he had punctured that hole the Frenchman flashed a grin towards Oscar that the bottom couldn't resist. "Oooh, I want that dick in my arse." Oscar purred watching it slide into Lando's handsome face. While taking notes it hadn't escaped Oscar's notice how well Lando sucked Pierre's fat cock. The Englishman's throat opened automatically as Pierre's furry legs pushed the Alpine driver forward to feed his little bitch.
Even as he sucked and fucked Lando maintained the bandwidth to listen and be irritated by Oscar's comment. [What did he mean he needed that French dick too, wasn't his long, hard cock enough?! Grrrrr!] The assault grew stronger as Lando upped his pace while allowing Pierre to fuck his stationery skull. The cheeky Aussie took 5.5 inches of angry cock with every hard thrust now that Lando was punishing him. Oscar made Lando's job easy by holding his smooth, pale arse in position while the top threw his skinny hips into the waiting buffers then rebounded back for another slam. [God, if every race weekend was like this, I'd give up racing and become a professional bottom.] Oscar sighed happily.
Closing his fist around his hard cock, Oscar now had the opportunity to fully appreciate his current situation. The Aussie's cock had been rock solid from the moment he swallowed Pierre's pretty, French boner. As the Alpine driver fed his teammate with that fantastically thick wand, Oscar relived the feeling of Pierre's girth stretching his own throat open. The memory triggered a pulse of delight from his solid 7-inch shaft which thickened between his rolling fingers. "Fuck yeah." Oscar breathed, softly bringing his eyes down to his cheeky teammate.
The rolling wave of Lando's sun-kissed body looked almost hypnotic in its movement as it thrust the Brit's hard cock up into Oscar's hole. The bottom found himself pushing back as the wave disappeared out of view to thrust Lando's wonderful cock thus impaling Lando's boner even deeper inside Oscar's horny body. The day Oscar had signed for McLaren he had imagined this feeling of Lando's hard cock sliding up inside him and in his mind, it felt exactly like this, the only differences were; they were not dressed in their McLaren fireproofs, he wasn't bent over the front wing of his papaya car...and Pierre was there too, but the last one was definitely a positive!
Just as Oscar had thought so positively about the sexy Frenchman, Pierre had decided Lando's arse was due a penetration. "Gimme that British butt!" Pierre demanded, moving around behind the McLaren pair. The horny vers in Lando was jubilant to hear Pierre's demands and with his next thrust, the top pinned his crotch against Oscar's cheeks and changed the angle of attack. The Brit moved his feet forward and raised himself a couple of inches higher so that Pierre could access his hole while he could continue to fuck Oscar's creamy arse. A pair of spit-covered fingers ran across Lando's groove, making sure to smear as much moisture across the bronze Brit's trimmed hole as he possibly could. The unmistakable touch of Pierre's thick head against his tightly closed hole brought a smile to Lando's face, mostly raw, this was going to burn and he couldn't wait!
From the way Pierre's head sliced straight through Lando's ring with the Brit's full compliance you could tell the pair had done the same thing on several occasions. The Frenchman pressed the perfect amount of force just hard enough to keep rolling forward in one steady motion. Lando's hole ate him up hungrily until all 6.5 chunky inches were lodged inside the Brit's slender stomach. Once Pierre had reached the sweet spot, he reversed a few inches and handed control back to Lando. "All yours." Pierre breathed seductively into Lando's ear. The McLaren driver got straight back up to speed throwing his arse back as far as Pierre's furry crotch would allow then drove his cock deep inside his cute Aussie teammate. "Ahhh yeah!" Oscar chortled with delight as the burning friction began to feel so good yet again.
7.5 inches of hard British cock split Oscar's inside to drum against his tender sphincter to the Aussie's audible ecstasy. Lando was every bit as cute as he looked with his clothes off and now that his hungry arse had tasted Lando's cock, the Aussie was hooked. The look on Lando's cheeky face as he accelerated was even more arousing than the bottom could've imagined. Oscar watched his teammate grimace and scrunch as he delivered thrust after thrust of hard cock 7.5 inches deep into Oscar's smooth belly. "Grrr, I'm gonna nut on that face!" Lando called up to Oscar, locking eyes with his pale bottom for a brief moment. "I hope so." Oscar replied coolly, with a gentle smile to confirm his relaxed nature.
From the opposite side of Lando's swinging body there was just as much stimulation taking place as Lando's smooth arse hole sucked on Pierre's chunky cock. The slender Brit was in his favourite place in the entire world, fucking a tight arse and impaled on a chunky cock. Taking a handful of Pierre's furry chest, the Brit enjoyed Pierre's manliness as he used that wonderful French cock to induce his impending orgasm.
"Ahhh!" Lando growled as he swung faster still. Clearly the Brit was addicted to both pleasures and showed it by glancing Oscar's pale arse and Pierre's furry crotch with every shot in both directions. A double helping of sexual friction had Lando's entire body on high alert and his softening breath was a sign that the Brit was nearly ready to blow. WHACK!!! Pierre's hand ricocheted off Lando's bubbly arse which shimmered violently from the shockwaves. "Cunt!!!" Lando groaned as the tingle fired through his body like the fuse to a stick of dynamite. "Gonna nut!!!"
Hastily pushing Pierre far enough back to exit the train, Lando hopped forward with just enough time to aim directly at Oscar's adorable face and with half a stroke of his loaded gun, the Brit fired directly into the bottom's spotty but smooth skin. "Oh Goddd!" "Oh Jesus!!!" The McLaren boys cried in unison as Lando's jizz began to fly. Pierre wasn't to be forgotten either, falling forward with his thick cock aimed at the Aussie's weakened arse hole and gaining instant entry to double Oscar's verbal response.
Mild-mannered Oscar sounded almost bitter as he spat his disgust in a chain of light hearted swear words as Pierre's chunky cock stretched his tight, pale ring wider to accommodate the Frenchman's olive cock. Pierre seemed intent on achieving total annihilation of Oscar's insides as the Alpine racer delivered rough shots that rammed the bottom's face towards Lando's loaded gun.
Everywhere was a target for Lando's errant gun which fired wildly into his teammate's smooth face and cute curtained hair. The Englishman had to admit that Oscar looked particularly attractive as his smooth, pale features pointed upwards at him, awaiting Lando's sticky cum as it flew from the Brit's head and into Oscar's handsome face. Oscar's cute brunette curtains fluttered from the strength of Pierre's powerful thrusts behind the young Aussie while Lando frosted his teammate's face within another gooey glaze of fresh cum.
Eyes tight shut, Oscar had to imagine Lando's face and Pierre's body as they had their way with him. Both images were perfectly pleasing to Oscar's mind and throbbing cock as he remembered all the special details of these two in the nude. The thought of slender Lando, with his smooth, bronze skin all nice and moley just like Oscar's made his teammate cuddly but that impressive physique made the Brit even hotter. Lean muscles which had such power and strength to batter his slutty little arse hole would keep Oscar pleased for days. And as another thick drop of warm cum splattered down onto his eyelids the Aussie beamed happily.
That drop was the beginning of the end of Lando's glorious climax. There were a few more drops to release as the young Englishman tugged himself furiously to the image of Oscar's cumtastic face. The Aussie's body looked so smooth, and wonderfully kissable, oh how Lando wanted to ride it. The Brit continued to hammer away on his boner, pulling his hugging hood back and forth to stimulate his throbbing head. "Fuckkkk." He murmured, with a glance up towards Pierre who smiled back at him. "Oh my Goddd!" Lando whined, tugging back his foreskin to drop another couple of strings on Oscar's face as he studied Pierre's furry frame. The Frenchman was such a hunk and looked so very damn sexy as he piled his chunky cock deep into Oscar's smooth belly. Lando's slender arse hole had just experienced Pierre's chunky cock yet again and felt so much better for the experience. A final shudder was the signal from Lando's body that his orgasm was over but the young Brit wasn't done yet.
Knocking Oscar onto his back, Lando forced Pierre to readjust but the Frenchman remained undeterred, pounding deep into the Aussie's moreish little belly. Throwing his leg over his teammate's torso, Lando wasted no time lining his loosened arse hole up with Oscar's hard stick and with one almighty heave they were reconnected in reverse. The Brit pushed his arse out and used the space created by Pierre's cock earlier to fit Oscar nice and deep inside him. "Ahhhhh fuckkkk!!!" Oscar whined, unable to see but very much able to feel Lando's movements.
First Lando looked back behind him and felt Pierre catch his chin for a kiss. The Frenchman pumped moaning Oscar's sexy arse deeper and harder while his tongue danced with Lando's. The Brit meanwhile used his lower half only to swing as close to Pierre's momentum as he could manage and felt the joy of Oscar's bare cock inside his hungry arse hole for the first (and hopefully not the last) time. Lando and Pierre kissed for another 10 seconds as the bottom found his rhythm then the McLaren driver broke them up. Grabbing Oscar's smooth, skinny pecs in both hands, Lando used them as leverage to fuck his horny arse with Oscar's throbbing cock and utilised the extra support to drop down and kiss the bottom's cummy face.
Oscar's mind had officially been put through a blender of excitement, so much so, the Aussie racer had no control of his own arousal. The invasion of the mystery tongue (of course owned by Lando) took any remaining control out of Oscar's hands. The Aussie's mind had formed the perfect image of Pierre's furry, bronze body thudding furiously into him, flaunting the powerful energy of the fluffy fucker in all its sexual glory. The swell of the chunky round cock within his arse hole was as amazing as Oscar could've imagined and so fucking addictive!
Picture-in-picture, Pierre's sexy image was now joined by skinny Lando, naked and bouncing on his cock while his teammate fed him the very seed that Lando had squirted across his face a minute earlier. The Brit's tongue tipped the experience from amazing to indescribable. Wet and covered with a thin layer of Lando's cum, the Brit's tongue was everything Oscar needed right now and to make things better, his teammate was firm with his kiss, sending warm waves of pleasure through the Aussie from his mouth. Lando's kiss meant so much more in the lead up to his approaching orgasm, Oscar felt an involuntary groan blast from his nose.
A determined Pierre continued to drill away on Oscar's used hole. The young Aussie's arse felt every bit as good as it looked. That tight, roundness that caught Pierre's eyes when Oscar arrived as a teenager on the F3 scene had become firmer, rounder and juicier to fuck. Each stuffing cocooned the Frenchman's raw meat in a loving embrace of young flesh that squeezed him in the very best places. Pierre's furry glutes pulled his bare sausage back 5 inches then stuffed him inside Oscar's glorious pocket repeatedly. The top's swollen head grew larger as he pumped, increasing the surface area within Oscar's narrow chute and edging him ever closer to his epic climax.
The pale roundness of Oscar's sexy arse cheeks was irresistible. Every crunch of Pierre's crotch down into the rookie racer felt ominous as the pressure in his furry, olive nuts increased. Pierre slung his bare cock straight up the Aussie's narrow insides and listened to Oscar moan. Some of that moaning was for Lando's slender body which bounced violently down into the Aussie's crotch. But the rest of that moan was for Pierre's thick head which had thickened to the maximum within Oscar's smooth belly. A few more thrusts would do it!
"Oh fuckkk!" Oscar moaned as Lando bounced on his raging dick. The Brit watched Oscar wriggle and writhe with pleasure beneath him as he used his bare hole to massage Oscar's impressive cock. Lando could feel his teammate throbbing wildly within his chute while Oscar swung his neck and squealed. Those adorable curtains looked even cuter as they swished around and that sexy, smooth neck looked so kissably good as Oscar tilted his head all the way back. Those beautiful moles that made Oscar's cuteness wonderfully unique were so lovably sweet. Lando clenched his tight tunnel as best he could as he descended into Oscar's horny lap causing the Aussie to yelp once more but this time his teammate stretched his neck up towards him and cried helplessly.
A rocket of hot Aussie cum blasted hard up into Lando's tender prostate and then again as the Brit landed one last time on Oscar's horny crotch. Lando savoured the feeling of his teammate's hot cum glazing his sensitive insides before he hopped aside without warning. The Brit popped up and away from Oscar's cock which left his exploding cock to launch the contents of his nuts at his already messy face.
Now Oscar's cut, 7-inch boner stood free and hard as the muscles squeezed his marble cum out over his smooth, moley torso. "Haaa shitttt!" Pierre moaned. The Frenchman was feeling double the delight as his eyes watched Oscar frost his own beautiful body while the bottom's tight ring strangled Pierre's thickened cock. A few more swift stabs of his bare cock used the extra tightness of Oscar's hole to tip him over the edge. The Aussie's bare skin felt magical as it sucked on Pierre's throbbing tip and with a final triumphant grunt, the top ripped his cock clear of Oscar's arse and rose to his knees, jerking himself over the shooting bottom.
Below Pierre, Oscar had been humming with ecstasy after Lando's arse had assisted fucking him to orgasm. Once that tight, raw ring released his cock, Oscar was left to drown in his own juices which came down like a hailstorm across his smooth, upper body. Eyes still shut; the young Aussie couldn't see it but he could certainly feel a second stream of hot cum splashing down on him. Midway through his own orgasm the shots were growing weaker and sparser but the new jet was strong and frequent, landing in heavy dollops on his smooth chest.
And still the Aussie came, unloading a healthy load of cum across his slender body. Oscar's innocence evaporated with every squirt of silky spunk across his smooth, spotty body and by now the young bottom had reached double figures. Streams of magnificent marbly cum rolled down the sides of the Aussie's ribcage just as more fresh jizz landed on him. Oscar wasn't done cumming quite yet but as the blazing fire of his climax weakened to smouldering embers the youngster allowed himself a cute giggle. The experience of Lando's hard cock within his narrow chute had felt every bit as good as he imagined and when the Brit climbed aboard his own solid boner, even handsome Lando's sexiness had surpassed Oscar's expectations. Giving his burning hole one last squeeze, Oscar marvelled in the destruction of his two invaders and a satisfied mumble signalled the first of several empty aftershocks from his wonderful orgasm.
Right behind Oscar, Pierre worked himself to the finale of his happy ending. The Frenchman's eyes studied the beautiful bottom while Oscar's cute cock fired freely across his smooth body. The youngster's milky skin was covered in rope upon rope of his own jizz which had fired powerfully after each recoil of his spasming cock. Pierre's chunky cock added to the mess as he tugged himself desperately under the concentrated pleasure of his own climax. The furry top moved his eyes past Oscar's cum splattered pecs and neck to rest upon the Aussie's beautiful face. The little bombshell was going to be such a heartbreaker, looking extra cute as he scrunched his face which was covered in Lando's drying jizz.
The final power play came from Lando who had been watching so intently while he recuperated. The Brit turned right to Pierre and forced his tongue down the Alpine driver's throat. Still Pierre jerked and while Oscar's seductively smooth body had worked its magic on Pierre's hard mast, Lando's perfectly timed addition of kissing to the equation enhanced Pierre's final flurry. The McLaren racer locked their lips together and sucked at Pierre's throat to tantalise those nerves which have the Frenchman some of his happiest feelings. A squeeze from Lando made sure to tighten their bond and as the final four then ropes sprayed across Oscar's belly button the Frenchman hummed happily to vocalise his delight.
Dropping from Pierre's lips once he was satisfied the Frenchman had finished, Lando surveyed the scene. With a cheeky sneak of his phone, Lando took a couple of pictures of an unsuspecting Oscar who waited patiently to be helped. "You look really pretty." Lando giggled, leaning close to Oscar's ears so that the Aussie knew Lando was addressing him. "Ha, thank you." Oscar laughed shortly to be rewarded with a drop of Lando's cock which had partially dried on his lip fell down onto his tongue. "Hmmmm." Oscar purred.
The photo evidence Lando needed for another day had been captured and the Brit could move on. Lando grabbed his shirt and after he mopped Oscar's frosted face. The Brit's method was to suck at some of the cum assisting to weaken its sticking power by swallowing some. 'Hmmm, so good.' Lando cooed. A few gentle swipes while sucking on his own seed felt great and Lando was convinced that somehow his own cum tasted better because it was sucked from Oscar's face.
Reopening his eyes once again, Oscar looked at Lando's and Pierre's past orgasm states. "You boys are so hot." Oscar murmured as he grabbed his clothes and put them back on over the total mess of his torso. Oscar climbed into his shorts then slid back into the couch the other two boys did the same. They resumed their relaxing evening in a line watching TV quietly with their Australian beers. The trio reflected on the night's fun, in particular they focused on Oscar. The young Aussie had taken such a gamble when he chose to split ties with Alpine to Pierre's advantage. So many had tried to convince him it was the wrong decision but no matter what happened in the track this season his decision had been already vindicated.
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