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Roads of truth	By : darkangel985 Category: 1 through F > Fast And The Furious, The > Male/Male Views: 24654 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own The Fast and the Furious, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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This is the chapter
that originally sparked the story. I don't like how the racing scene
turned out but I simply couldn't get it right. Many thanks to my
readers and reviewers, especially to supercaptain182, Neonex and
Foxxy13, who constantly give me feedback.

Chapter 9 – Race Night

Dom tried his best to
remember, why he was doing this. Brian's idea. His absolute mad
concept of determining, who'd be on top. It had seemed like a pretty
good idea, when Brian had suggested it, but now Dom wasn't so sure
any more. He had agreed, being of the
opinion, that he'd win anyway. But now he
was simply nervous.

Looking over at Brian,
who sat in the Supra wearing a confident expression, didn't help calm
Dom's nerves much. 'Have I ever been this nervous at a race before?'
He certainly couldn't remember and he was sure that even his first
Quarter-mile hadn't been as exiting as tonight. But it wasn't just
any race to Dom. The price was Brian's delicious ass and he was
determined to win.

But he wasn't the only
one. Brian also wanted to win the race, although he figured that
loosing wouldn't be all that much of a loss. But still, he wanted to
beat Dom, because he had never managed to pull that off before.

They had told Hector
that they had a bet going and he had agreed to let them race against
each other. The spectators were cheering them on as they stopped
their cars at the start. Although nobody really knew what it was all
about, they could feel the tension between the contestants,
practically permeating the air.

Brian looked over at
Dom and grinned, happy to note that Dom looked really nervous. It
felt good to rattle his lover a bit and so he prepared to give the
race his best shot. Brian had never raced with the Supra, but he was
confident that it would be good.

Hector had just gotten
the ok and Brian could hear Dom playing with the gas as he readied
himself. 'This is it. Finally.'

Counting down from
three Hector waved the signal and they were off.

The world outside their
cars became a blur as they accelerated and shot down the street. A
Quarter-mile to go.

Dom lead momentarily
with Brian in hot pursuit. Kicking his NOS Brian got past his lover.
Faster. And still getting faster.

But Brian wasn't able
to shake Dom off. He stayed right at the Supra's rear waiting for his
chance. Pressing his NOS Dom got level with Brian.

They could already see
the finish line, their cars nose to nose.

Closer. The finish was
coming closer and still neither of them was in front.

And over.

The crowd
erupted into cheers. They were finished.
The winner had been found.

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'An Inch. I lost by an
Inch.'

Remembering the speech
he had given Brian after their first race, he knew that it didn't
matter. Brian had won and he'd get his price.

Seeing the smug look on
his lover's face, Dom gloomily trotted over to Brian.

“Come on, babe. Let's get out
of here.”

They left Dom's car
sitting in an abandoned parking lot. Dom was silent the whole way and
Brian started throwing him worried glances.

Arriving at Dom's home
they went upstairs and sat on the bed.

“Dom, what's wrong.”

“Nothing.”

“Stop, giving me bullshit and
tell me.”

“It's just that...” Dom
tailed off and shook his head. Brian took him into his arms and
nuzzled Dom's neck.

“You can tell me. It's about
being bottom, ain't it?”

“Yeah, it's just that I've
only been with guys while doing time. And there it was a weakness to
take it, you know...” he trailed off again, looking down at his
hands.

“We aren't in prison Dom and
you aren't weak. But you don't have to if you...”

Dom cut him off. ”No
I want to. For you. I'm just...”, his words had gotten fainter
and now he was barely whispering:”...scared.”

“Relax Dom. I'll take care of
you.”

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Brian carefully
undressed Dom and pressed him down onto the mattress.
“Turn onto your belly.”

Taking a bit of the
lotion they had left on the nightstand, Brian started massaging Dom.
He could feel how tense his lover's shoulders were and tried to relax
him. Sliding his fingers over Dom's back Brian could hear his
breathing calm down and felt the tense muscles
slowly relax. As he massaged Dom's scalp, he could hear his lover's
voice turn into something that sounded almost like a purr. Smiling
softly Brian bent down to Dom's ear and whispered: “Love you.”

Letting his kneading
hands slide down Dom's sides, he tongued his neck. As Brian kneaded
Dom's buttocks, he couldn't resist to rub his hard cock against the
back of Dom's legs, drawing a deep moan
from his lover.

“Turn around.”

Brian groaned as he
straddled Dom's hips and brought their groins into contact. Devouring
his lover's lips in a fiery kiss, Brian let his hands toy with Dom's
nipples. Pinching the hard nubs, he thrust his tongue into Dom's
mouth, exploring every inch of the moist cavern.

Summoning all his
self-control Brian slowly let his tongue trail down Dom's body.
Licking around his belly button Brian simultaneously swept his thumb
over the head of Dom's cock, making him moan wantonly.

Brian felt his control
slipping as he saw his lover come undone. He engulfed the head of
Dom's cock in his mouth. Flicking his tongue over the slit, he could
already taste pearls of precum leaking out. He carefully rolled Dom's
balls in his hand, stroking them softly.

Sucking tenderly on
Dom's balls, Brian teased his nipples with his fingers. Sliding his
tongue further down he stroked the sensitive Perineum, before
circling Dom's tight hole. His ministrations coaxed a moan from Dom
as his breathing turned to harsh panting.

Brian felt the muscles
of the opening tense as he tried to stab in with his tongue. Trying
to distract Dom, Brian started jacking him as he swirled his tongue
around. Feeling Dom relax Brian's tongue breached the tight ring of
muscle. Dom had lost every last shred of coherency and was moaning
continuously.

“Fuck...Bri...good.”

Tongue-fucking
Dom's tight opening Brian grabbed the lotion and coated his fingers
generously. Letting his tongue taste Dom's precum again, Brian looked
up at his lover and showed his fingers to convey his plan. Looking
out of half-lidded eyes Dom slowly nodded and drew his legs up to his
chest.

Slipping the first
finger in carefully, Brian never took his eyes off Dom's face,
watching for signs of discomfort. Finding none, he wriggled his
finger around, searching for Dom's prostate. He was rewarded with a
low groan and bucking hips as he found the spot. Slowly sliding his
finger in and out Brian teased his lover's prostate.

“Damn...tease....get...on.”

Compiling with Dom's
plea Brian thrust two fingers inside, feeling Dom tense slightly.
Scissoring his fingers to open his lover up, Brian resumed stroking
Dom's cock with his tongue. As he felt the anal muscles
relax he added a third finger, causing Dom to buck against them.

“Ready...Bri...now.”

Not needing to be asked
twice, Brian put on a condom and generously lubed his cock, while
kissing Dom passionately again.

“Relax.”

Bracing his hands on
the bed, Brian slowly slid inside. Brian tried to control his urge to
simply pound into the hot, tight passage as he was buried
completely in his lover. Dom bucking his hips against him
impatiently, was all he needed to lose control. Angling his strokes
to hit Dom's prostate he was rewarded with half-screams. He silenced
them, sliding his tongue into Dom's mouth. Increasing the pace,
Brian's hand encircled Dom's cock. He started jacking the
precum-slicked dick in counter-rhythm to his thrusts.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Between Brian's cock
filling his ass and the expert ministrations on his own cock, Dom's
nerve endings were on sensual overload. He
felt his orgasm slam into him, shooting pearly strands of cum over
Brian's and his own belly. His scream was swallowed by Brian's mouth,
who was pushed over the edge by Dom's muscles constricting around him
and milking him dry.

Collapsing next to each
other, both tried to control their raging breaths. Brian was already
asleep, when Dom quickly cleaned them up with the already soiled
blanket.

Pressing a last kiss on
Brian's forehead he whispered:” Love you, too.”, before
succumbing to sleep himself.

TBC...
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