Car mascot (M/M)
Posted: Thu Mar 11, 2021 8:46 am
Ah, illegal drag races in the outskirts. Few things can shoot testosterone levels as high as the roar of engines, the cheering crowds, and the sense of danger that comes with it. You’re driving these killer machines, ready to show everyone who’s the best, to hear them call your name out loud.
Blake Fox is really hooked up on the rush of victory. He’s expected eagerly by his loyal fans and he makes his best not to disappoint them. Not only his car is impressive, but he’s also a skilled, fearless competitor, with an imposing image due to his chiseled body. This last feature, along with his handsome face, serves well to draw just as many female fans.
The college guy isn’t the only popular racer, however. Cameron Kane has a similar winning record. Unlike Blake, Cameron is more the quiet type, staying away from the spotlights as soon as his rival has bitten the dust. His slim, slightly short frame could lead to thinking that he would feel intimidated by jocks, but he only finds it more rewarding when he beats them. His mysterious aura fascinates the crowd and his dark angel looks drive girls crazy over him.
These two boys, though perfectly aware of each other’s existence, had never crossed swords before. Their reputations and rooters constantly fed a rivalry that was bound to burst whenever they finally met.
Cameron gets there tonight, late, as usual, just to find Blake surrounded by his fans. A couple of girls are admiring the jock’s biceps, perfectly visible thanks to one of the tank tops he likes wearing so much. The moment their eyes meet, silence falls upon them. This has been expected by everyone and the seas open for Cameron to go to encounter his rival.
“Look who finally has the guts to face me”, Blake says with a sneaker.
“Well, since you were always hiding, I had to come and find you”.
Reactions are palpable from the crowd. Truth is, given that none of them has ever had a specific day to show up, it is the fate that has kept them apart and what places them together tonight.
Blake approaches the dark-haired guy, making more obvious the size difference. He starts making fun of the boy’s car, which is older and not as shiny or expensive as his own. Under different circumstances, he would have been more careful with his comments, but they only drive unmodified vehicles, and he has beaten such models before. Cameron’s comeback regarding the ability of the driver pushes his rival’s buttons.
“Why don’t we make it more interesting?”, Blake asks as he gets ready.
“It will be interesting watching you from my rear mirror”.
“You’re scared, uh? I’ll tell you what, if I win, I’ll make you a favor and get rid of that piece of junk for you”.
Cameron tries to hide his fear. That car is a gift from his late grandpa. Since he has no savings, he knows that if he loses, he’s out of the circuit for good. He walks to his trusty ride, watching it like an old friend, caresses the hood, and turns around slowly.
“I’d take your car, but she would have to drag it back home. What you said before is true, though, she needs a little makeover. What about a car mascot?”. He expects Blake to look at the jaguar on his own hood before he continues. “Actually, I was talking about you. If I win, I’ll strap you down to my hood and drive around. You’d be naked, of course, I don’t want you to scratch the painting by accident”.
Cameron is hoping it dissuades his rival so they can go back to a race for the regular money prize. Blake’s face makes him believe for a second that it has worked, but as soon as the jock gets back his colors, he accepts the bet. For Cameron, it’s like a cold shower, still, there’s no way back.
These seconds are the longest in both racers’ lives. The burnout, the hot girl giving them the signal, everything seems to be happening in slow motion. Along the way, they’re keeping an eye on each other, both having the idea that they’re falling behind. In the end, however, this fear is true for one of them. Cameron has won by a nose. Blake’s fans are as shocked as he is, most of them, others seem strangely eager for the aftermath.
“Time to pay”, Cameron announces, lightly drumming on his hood.
Blake’s expression is priceless for the winner. The jock stares at the other car before he marches slowly. When he stops, he seems reluctant to start undressing, but it only lasts half a second, now that some of his “fans” decide to help him. Suddenly, there are hands all over the boy, lifting his arms, pulling off the top, unbuckling the belt, pulling down pants and underwear. He’s so startled, that he doesn’t even say a word about all the shameless groping that is taking place.
Once Blake is nude, he’s lifted and placed over the warm hood, facing down. He barely fits, all stretched out. Rope is coiled around his limbs, before pulling them tight to each corner. In no time, he’s decorating his rival’s car. It wasn’t stated on the bet, but the boy feels his mouth is being stuffed with his own socks -at least he hopes they’re his-, and wrapped with duct tape, effectively silencing him. He’s now beaten and humiliated, accepting of what will come. When they're done, the crowd makes some room for the victor, who approaches with a huge grin.
“You make a great ornament, just try not to leave hair all over the place”, Cameron says as he pulls some of Blake’s underarm bristles, making him grunt.
Blake is utterly embarrassed, but also mad and scared. He tries to stay calm, for he knows it will be much worse if all of that shows. The little flag in Cameron’s hand, nonetheless, brings a chill down his spine.
“Don’t you think it would look even better with this”, the winner says, teasing his captive by slightly prodding his exposed hole with the tiny flagstick.
The bound boy struggles with all his might, triggering the laughter and clicks of the cameras of the public.
“Take it easy, big guy, I’d never do that”. Cameron pats the captive and proceeds to get into his car.
Blake feels the engine underneath. He can’t help to look at the mocking faces of those that once bowed at him, hiding his face from the phones at first. Eventually, he just resigns and stares upfront as he’s being paraded all over the place.
It seems an eternity for the college boy before his drive of shame is over. This time, only Cameron is there to let him loose and hand him his clothes. He doesn’t even dress up there. Instead, he takes all his things, jumps inside his car, and drives off, leaving the winner to keep gathering compliments.
Blake Fox is really hooked up on the rush of victory. He’s expected eagerly by his loyal fans and he makes his best not to disappoint them. Not only his car is impressive, but he’s also a skilled, fearless competitor, with an imposing image due to his chiseled body. This last feature, along with his handsome face, serves well to draw just as many female fans.
The college guy isn’t the only popular racer, however. Cameron Kane has a similar winning record. Unlike Blake, Cameron is more the quiet type, staying away from the spotlights as soon as his rival has bitten the dust. His slim, slightly short frame could lead to thinking that he would feel intimidated by jocks, but he only finds it more rewarding when he beats them. His mysterious aura fascinates the crowd and his dark angel looks drive girls crazy over him.
These two boys, though perfectly aware of each other’s existence, had never crossed swords before. Their reputations and rooters constantly fed a rivalry that was bound to burst whenever they finally met.
Cameron gets there tonight, late, as usual, just to find Blake surrounded by his fans. A couple of girls are admiring the jock’s biceps, perfectly visible thanks to one of the tank tops he likes wearing so much. The moment their eyes meet, silence falls upon them. This has been expected by everyone and the seas open for Cameron to go to encounter his rival.
“Look who finally has the guts to face me”, Blake says with a sneaker.
“Well, since you were always hiding, I had to come and find you”.
Reactions are palpable from the crowd. Truth is, given that none of them has ever had a specific day to show up, it is the fate that has kept them apart and what places them together tonight.
Blake approaches the dark-haired guy, making more obvious the size difference. He starts making fun of the boy’s car, which is older and not as shiny or expensive as his own. Under different circumstances, he would have been more careful with his comments, but they only drive unmodified vehicles, and he has beaten such models before. Cameron’s comeback regarding the ability of the driver pushes his rival’s buttons.
“Why don’t we make it more interesting?”, Blake asks as he gets ready.
“It will be interesting watching you from my rear mirror”.
“You’re scared, uh? I’ll tell you what, if I win, I’ll make you a favor and get rid of that piece of junk for you”.
Cameron tries to hide his fear. That car is a gift from his late grandpa. Since he has no savings, he knows that if he loses, he’s out of the circuit for good. He walks to his trusty ride, watching it like an old friend, caresses the hood, and turns around slowly.
“I’d take your car, but she would have to drag it back home. What you said before is true, though, she needs a little makeover. What about a car mascot?”. He expects Blake to look at the jaguar on his own hood before he continues. “Actually, I was talking about you. If I win, I’ll strap you down to my hood and drive around. You’d be naked, of course, I don’t want you to scratch the painting by accident”.
Cameron is hoping it dissuades his rival so they can go back to a race for the regular money prize. Blake’s face makes him believe for a second that it has worked, but as soon as the jock gets back his colors, he accepts the bet. For Cameron, it’s like a cold shower, still, there’s no way back.
These seconds are the longest in both racers’ lives. The burnout, the hot girl giving them the signal, everything seems to be happening in slow motion. Along the way, they’re keeping an eye on each other, both having the idea that they’re falling behind. In the end, however, this fear is true for one of them. Cameron has won by a nose. Blake’s fans are as shocked as he is, most of them, others seem strangely eager for the aftermath.
“Time to pay”, Cameron announces, lightly drumming on his hood.
Blake’s expression is priceless for the winner. The jock stares at the other car before he marches slowly. When he stops, he seems reluctant to start undressing, but it only lasts half a second, now that some of his “fans” decide to help him. Suddenly, there are hands all over the boy, lifting his arms, pulling off the top, unbuckling the belt, pulling down pants and underwear. He’s so startled, that he doesn’t even say a word about all the shameless groping that is taking place.
Once Blake is nude, he’s lifted and placed over the warm hood, facing down. He barely fits, all stretched out. Rope is coiled around his limbs, before pulling them tight to each corner. In no time, he’s decorating his rival’s car. It wasn’t stated on the bet, but the boy feels his mouth is being stuffed with his own socks -at least he hopes they’re his-, and wrapped with duct tape, effectively silencing him. He’s now beaten and humiliated, accepting of what will come. When they're done, the crowd makes some room for the victor, who approaches with a huge grin.
“You make a great ornament, just try not to leave hair all over the place”, Cameron says as he pulls some of Blake’s underarm bristles, making him grunt.
Blake is utterly embarrassed, but also mad and scared. He tries to stay calm, for he knows it will be much worse if all of that shows. The little flag in Cameron’s hand, nonetheless, brings a chill down his spine.
“Don’t you think it would look even better with this”, the winner says, teasing his captive by slightly prodding his exposed hole with the tiny flagstick.
The bound boy struggles with all his might, triggering the laughter and clicks of the cameras of the public.
“Take it easy, big guy, I’d never do that”. Cameron pats the captive and proceeds to get into his car.
Blake feels the engine underneath. He can’t help to look at the mocking faces of those that once bowed at him, hiding his face from the phones at first. Eventually, he just resigns and stares upfront as he’s being paraded all over the place.
It seems an eternity for the college boy before his drive of shame is over. This time, only Cameron is there to let him loose and hand him his clothes. He doesn’t even dress up there. Instead, he takes all his things, jumps inside his car, and drives off, leaving the winner to keep gathering compliments.