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“Fuck!” Ryan snarled as he threw his helmet against a wall. He ripped the velcro of his collar open as he ignored the clattering sound from wherever the helmet had landed. His hair was sticking to his collar and he could feel sweat cooling in a thick layer on his skin.
His skin was buzzing from how utterly pissed he was. The entire season had been one embarrassing finish after the last. The lights of the garage were buzzing too loudly, shining too brightly, the air was too hot. He felt like he was about to explode-
“Havin’ a pity party in here?"
Ryan turned mid-pace, finding Austin standing in front of the garage door. His arms were crossed, and he had a lazy smile on his face. Despite the smug expression, Austin looked almost as worn down as Ryan felt.
He ran a hand through his hair with a shake of his head, still trying to catch his breath. It felt like there were invisible hands squeezing the air out of his lungs. He turned and glanced at Austin carefully.
“I just need one race,” Ryan wasn’t proud of the wobble in his already croaking voice.
Austin’s smug expression broke into one of sympathy, and his arms fell to his side.
“Everybody gets bad seasons, Ry,” the humor was gone from his voice, and he took a careful step forward.
Ryan stepped back, “Not me.” He had a defensive tone to his voice. His hands clenched at his sides, “I- I’m a champion, Austin.” He felt like a fucking toddler, close to tears and glaring up at the taller man. His eyes felt hot as he muttered out, “I’m Ryan Blaney, I-”
“You’re tired, and this is getting fucking ridiculous.”
Ryan blinked, focusing back on Austin after the sudden interruption. “What?”
“This is getting fucking ridiculous, Ry,” He repeated, taking a step closer. “You were a champion two years ago, now you’re having a flop season. It happens.”
Despite the harsh words, Austin’s voice stayed warm and reassuring. The taller man sighed, “I think you’re acting like a brat, honestly.” He glanced back up at Ryan with a stern expression.
“No i’m not,” Ryan defended embarrassingly quickly, almost like a little kid.
Austin snorted and rolled his eyes, “You are, and now you’re throwing a tantrum!” He pointed to the pile of shit Ryan had knocked over his helmet.
Ryan glared up at him and Austin just tsked. “Do not give me that look,” he used the voice that made Ryan weak in the knees and fuzzy in the head. Goddammit.
“We’re not doing this right now, Austin,” Ryan shook his head and moved to walk past him, but was quickly stopped by a large hand being pressed to his chest.
“Sit down,” Austin’s voice had gone from warm and sincere to a cold, demanding growl.
“Austin, we’re not-” He insisted and tried to grab onto Austin’s wrist, but was instead tugged closer by the collar of his firesuit. Now, the two men were nose to nose, with Austin leaning down to stare him in the eye.
In a much firmer tone, “Sit.”
With a snap of Austin’s fingers, and a sharp point to the floor, Ryan was suddenly sitting at the larger man’s feet. Fingers carded through his thick, dark hair and he let out a tired sigh.
“Good boy, that wasn’t hard, was it?”
Ryan shook his head, glancing up at Austin with big, doe eyes. His head felt empty and he suddenly stopped caring so much about some stupid race, and more about how to hear ‘good boy’ again. He nuzzled against the larger man’s leg, taking a deep breath as fingers carded his hair.
“There we go,” Austin’s voice was back to being warm and soft. “All you needed was to listen to me.”
Ryan took a deep breath and laid his head against Austin's thigh.
Everything seemed better in the moment, like the world finally slowed down just for him. Austin always fixed it when he got too in his own head.
“Why don't we give you something to distract you, huh?” Austin slowly pulled away and Ryan pulled away to stare up at the taller man.
He perked up when he saw the younger man rolling his firesuit even farther down, revealing his compression briefs.
Austin snickered, “That got your attention, huh?”
Ryan sat at attention and practically licked his lips as he watched Austin pull his cock out. It was long and thick, just like the rest of him. It had an adorably pink tip that faded into pale, veiny skin. He kept things trimmed, but there was still a thick tuft of dark hair at the base. Ryan's favorite part was the slight curve to the right it got when Austin was hard.
“Good boy, waiting so patiently,” Austin patted him on the head with a warm smile. His hand almost covered Ryan’s whole head.
Ryan smiled back up at him and the younger man laughed.
“Just a stupid puppy,” Austin teased while guiding the already throbbing tip to Ryan's lips with his free hand. “There you go, boy.” His voice was a husky whisper and he was practically shaking with anticipation.
Ryan gave the pink member a curious look, feigning innocence even though they’ve done this a hundred times before. He tilted his head and gave Austin a questioning look.
“Be a good boy,” Austin tapped the tip against Ryan’s lips again, urging him to take a taste. The smaller man stuck his tongue out and licked at the leaking tip, feigning hesitation.
Ryan made a noise in the back of his throat and slid his lips over the puffy tip. Austin took fistfuls of the shaggy, sweaty hair and growled in satisfaction as he sunk into the wet heat.
“Good boy, such a good fucking boy for me,” he was rambling at this point as he slid himself deeper into his pup’s warm mouth. “Gonna fuck that pretty mouth now, okay, baby?”
Ryan made another noise of approval, relaxing his throat and adjusting himself on his knees as he waited. It didn’t take long for Austin to hit the back of the other man’s throat, leaving a fair bit of his cock out. The taller man pushed farther in, and Ryan made a loud gagging noise.
“Shh, baby, just relax for me,” Austin cooed, pushing even farther in. Tears form in Ryan’s eyes as he took deep breaths.
Once Ryan’s nose was pressed into the tuft of dark hair, Austin held his teammate’s head exactly where he wanted it before pulling back slightly. He hissed when he felt teeth just barely graze his cock as he slid it out.
“Fuck,” he groaned and huffed. He glanced down and almost fainted when he saw the older man’s big, bright blue eyes staring up at him, brimmed with tears. “Such a pretty pup, being such a good boy.”
Austin thrust into Ryan’s throat harshly, holding his head in place as he started to build a pace. He groaned and grunted; using every profanity he could think of while he fucked Ryan’s pretty mouth. The shorter man grabbed onto Austin’s wrists for support and whimpered between thrusts. He loved being used, loved feeling tears rolling down his cheeks and spit down into his beard.
He pulled out after a few seconds to let Ryan breathe, and he groaned when he saw the lines of saliva connecting the man’s mouth to his cock. Ryan’s eyes were practically crossed out in bliss and he couldn’t even focus on the other man. Austin adjusted his grip on Ryan’s hair, and the older man made a desperate noise as he opened his mouth wide.
“God-” Austin huffed and tried to compose himself, “You- uuugh.” He pulled out and gripped the base of his cock, slapping the tip onto the older man’s extended tongue.
All Ryan wanted was Austin right now. His brain was empty, he hated acting like this, but Austin just… brought it out in him.
“Get that fucking suit off,” Austin commanded as he took a step back.
Ryan couldn’t get the sweaty firesuit off fast enough, pulling it down just far enough to give the taller man access to what he needed. He laid down on the cold, dirty floor and whined when he felt Austin pounce on him.
“Good boy, good boy, breath for me,” he whispered in Ryan’s ear, covering his entire back with his body. He ran a finger up Ryan’s slick cunt, paying extra attention to his little, hard cock.
Ryan whimpered and pushed back against the larger man’s fingers as they started to press into him. “Please, please,” he started to beg when he felt Austin’s large fingers pop inside of him and curl.
“Please what, baby? Tell me what you need,” he huffed into Ryan’s ear. He curled his fingers into the exact position to make Ryan cry out. He huffed a little laugh when he felt the smaller man practically fuck himself on his fingers.
Ryan whimpered and whined and tried not to bite onto his own arm out of frustration.
“Please fuck me,” he growled out and pressed against the fingers again. “Please, please, just fuck me till I can’t walk,” his voice was wavering and pitiful.
Austin laughed and yanked his fingers out harshly, “There we go. Good boy, using your words.” He got up on his knees and grabbed onto Ryan’s slender hips, dragging him up onto his knees.
“Please, please, please,” Ryan mumbled, laying his face down back onto the floor. He didn’t even jump when Austin landed a harsh smack to his thigh, just spread his legs open and waited with a glazed expression.
Austin groaned when he saw Ryan’s cunt literally drip onto the cold concrete and quickly lined himself up. No frills or warning, he slid his thick cock into the smaller man’s wet cunt. He used his grip on Ryan’s hips to press the other man back against him as he thrust in, and he quickly gained a rhythm.
Ryan was practically cross eyed and drooling, making incomprehensible babbling noises as he was fucked. He babbled and squealed, letting Austin push and pull him however he needed.
“No,” Austin slapped Ryan’s thigh again when he saw the smaller man’s hand slide between his legs. “Don’t touch things that don’t belong to you,” he growled.
He reached his thumb and forefinger into the swollen lips between Ryan’s legs, digging for his hard cock. He grinned when Ryan yelped at the sudden sensation and started thrusting quicker.
Ryan was practically howling as his entire body started shaking. It was too much, but not enough, and he didn't even know how to use his words to express it. Austin’s big hand between his legs, and his cock slamming into him was too much and before he knew it- he was finishing with a howl.
Austin grinned when he felt Ryan clenching around him, and heard the smaller man whimpering his name.
“Good boy,” Austin pressed a gentle kiss to Ryan’s sweaty temple before slowly sliding out. He gripped his cock and kept a hand under Ryan to keep the man’s hips up. “Such a good boy,” he pumped himself a few times before painting Ryan’s ass and back with his cum. He bit his lip as he watched the mess land on the other man’s pale skin in thick globs.
“Oh my god,” Ryan muttered a few times as he tried to catch his breath. “Oh fuck, Austin. What the fuck?”
“Shhh,” Austin hushed while wiping the mess away and tugging the man’s compression shorts up. “You needed it,” he smacked Ryan’s thick one final time before helping him sit up.
Admittedly, Ryan did feel better. Well, not physically. Physically, his pussy kind of stung from the harsh treatment, his neck was sore, and he knew he was going to have bruises littering his hips for a few days.
But emotionally, he was ready to curl up in Austin’s bed and be pampered the rest of the night as opposed to the binge drinking he had been planning on earlier.
He stumbled to his feet and let Austin fix his suit back up, before taking the larger hand in his. Austin cooed and praised him as he was cleaned up, but his brain was too fuzzy to process any of it.
“Let’s get you out of here,” Austin whispered sweetly, taking the small hand in his and leading him out of the empty garage. “A shower, some dinner, and a movie,” he put his arm around Ryan’s shoulder and kissed the top of his head as he lead them towards the motor homes.
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