The trio walk into the motorcoach, each tossing their firesuit off as they do so, just ready to get out of Pocono as soon as they could.
"Why do racecars like to break when you are running good?" Ryan questions as he sits down on the couch, slipping his legs out of the firesuit.
"Why does Denny have to ruin every single good day that I have going?" Alex offers as he sits down beside him. The pair just look towards Chase looking for a comment of his own in knowing he hadn't had any special day to write home about either.
"I thought I had everything going my way as I took the lead. But nope, racecar said not today and decided to drop a cylinder." He then lets out a sigh as he tosses the firesuit to the side. "Why couldn't it do that when I'm not running good so I have an excuse to go home early? Why does it seem every chance to win is just thrown away?"
"I worked my ass off to myself in a position to have a chance to win that race. We took a car that was alright and made it badass fast in the top-five. But like always, Denny shows up and ruins it by wrecking me. I thought he'd be done with that already. Then on top of that, he wrecks Kyle for the win for the icing on the cake."
"I already told you what you need to do with Denny," Chase comments as he places a bottle of Gatorade in Alex's lap. He then places another one before Ryan, before getting one for himself. "He hasn't come near me since I wrecked him. I told him I wasn't taking his bullshit for the second time. Just deal with it and he'll be gone - just like that."
"You also had a one-week suspension and I'm sorry but I'm not ready to spend a week apart from my boys," Ryan offers, causing a smirk with a lace of surprise to follow on Alex's face. The fact that Ryan didn't want to spend a weekend away from him or Chase was certainly a great feeling. It used to be just Chase ranked that high in his book, but clearly everything they'd been up to lately had paid off. "Besides, both you and Alex need to win these next five week so we can battle each other for a championship. You can't do that if you're sitting at home on the couch."
"You also can't do that if you're getting wrecked by a dumbass each week, so therefore you need to solve the problem." Chase then leans against the counter with a sigh. "As for me, my problem is we need to find the speed that we're missing. We need to start the weekend with speed, not be trying to find it all race long and fighting back to the top-10. We need to start there from practice, and build our way forward to a race win."
"Our teammates have proven there's speed in the cars," Alex reasons, as everyone had seen the performances being put in by both William and Kyle the past couple of weeks. "We are going to hit on it and we're going to be part of the playoffs - just so we can kick Ryan's ass."
"Is that so, Bowman?" Ryan questions as he moves over on the couch, pinning Alex below him. "Those are fighting words there boy. Are you sure you can live up to what to you're saying?" Chase couldn't help but lick his lips at the sight before him, feeling himself grow hard in knowing what was probably coming in the near future. It also just meant one of them would have to take care of him afterwards.
"If he doesn't, I'm sure you could deliver the right punishment," Chase muses, causing a bit of shock and hotness to pour over the room as the each of their minds wander in wonder of what could be in store for the future. "Besides, maybe Alex would enjoy it."
"I believe you're right in that estimate there, Chase." Ryan could see the look of desire in the eyes before him, and knew getting lost in that would be much better than pondering the performance issues that plagued him today on-track. Why hadn't he done this sooner? He should've pounced on him as soon as the door had shut behind them.
"I know I'm right. I know my boy very well." Chase couldn't help but smirk in watching Ryan and Alex share a kiss together, tugging at his boxers a little as they came tight with the hard that was coming on by the sight.
"Ry..." Alex breathes out, pulling Ryan back down as Ryan tried to pull away, letting their lips meet again. He wraps his arms around Ryan's bare back, holding him against his bare chest as their lips fight for control. "I need you..."
"Satisfy him, Ry...." Alex's eyes turn dark in desire for Ryan, but also in the command being issued as Chase was in full control of the situation in the room for the trio.
"It'll be my pleasure," Ryan comments, before leaning back in for another kiss, as his hand reaches for the waistband of Alex's boxers. He slips his hand beneath the elastic, feeling Alex's cock with his hand. He wraps his fingers around it, pumping them up and down as a moan escapes the man's lips before him. "You like that, don't you Alex? You like feeling me against you. You want to feel my lips around your manhood."
"Fuck..." Alex lets out, a moan quickly following as his body arches off the couch, craving for more of Ryan's touch. He needed him before, but now more than ever as it seemed every desire was being pinched here. "Take me. Please suck my cock. Suck it dry, please."
Ryan was not about to leave him hanging, slowly slipping the boxers off. He then runs his hand down the shaft, pinching the tip slightly in feeling a bit of pre-cum on his fingers. He then brings his hand to his mouth, slowly licking every bit of it off.
"Tastes so good..." He muses aloud as he moves so he is placed perfectly in the position necessary.
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