Unchartered Waters ✅

Chapter 94: World of Outlaw Sprint Cars

Saturday, February 12 – Volusia Speedway

As they had done the several past days, Chase and Alex stood by the back of the ABR trailer hanging out. When Alex walked over to the fence to watch practice, Chase followed. He also went up and watched each of the laps that Alex made behind the wheel.

"Aren't you getting nervous with all the time you're spending together?" Kyle questions, catching their attention. It was the first time someone had suggested there was too much time between them. "What if someone starts to suspect something?"

"We're teammates, and he has an interest in dirt racing so we're fine," Alex replies back, though couldn't help but feel some nerves. Maybe they were playing the open party card a little too much this past week in Florida.

"As long as you keep your mouth shut, that is," Chase adds, eyes glaring at the same time. He wasn't about to take any chances, knowing they had been careful who knew the truth and wanted it to remain that way. They knew it'd be a mess if someone were to say something.

"I hope Kaitlyn doesn't know you're together," Kyle continues, referencing Chase's ex which causes the hair on his arms to stand up immediately. "She's free having gotten off the charges. Restraining order or not, she could share with someone."

"I think she's learned that she isn't going to get her way any longer, and moved onto the next easy thing to fuck," Alex offers, as Chase glances towards the ground. Taking a deep breath, it wasn't the most kind thought to know that he had fallen hard for someone who was a slut, but also knew a secret that could blow up his world.

"I don't doubt that, but I'm just saying – and I'm not trying to be an asshole, guys. I am looking out for both of you here, as my teammates and friends. I don't care what ya'll do together – I'm just glad you're both happy, having fun, and enjoying whatever it is. It's much better than the grumpiness before. I wouldn't want that fooled by something."

Kyle then walks away, leaving the pair standing at the fence in thought as they watched the late models through their hot laps on-track. Alex had wanted to walk up there, curious as to how the track was coming in tonight, debating how to tackle his own qualifying lap in a bit.

"I didn't mean to cross the line with that comment," Alex says quietly, noticing where Chase's eyes were focused from the moment it spilled out of his moment. Leave it to him to drop a line that would screw everything they built up.

"You were right though," Chase replies as he looks over at his closest confident. "Everything that we've built could be broken by her simply saying a single word."

"Nobody would believe her, though. It's not like you and I are going everywhere together all the time. People said you and Ryan were in the past, but it didn't fly because it's just not believable unless they see it with their own eyes." Alex then reaches for his hand, clasping it with his own. "We're going to be fine, Chase. She isn't going to blow up, or hurt you ever again."

"It still stings you know, everything that she did, the way she easily took advantage of me..." His voice trails off as he takes a deep breath, not wanting to have an emotional breakdown with a bunch of eyes surrounding in many directions. "I wouldn't been able to get through everything with you, and Ryan for that matter. I hope you understand that."

"I believe you could have because you're strong, stronger than you realize sometimes. However, I am glad that I was able to comfort you and make it easier. I can also promise that if she dares to try anymore bullshit, I will gladly kick her ass for you." Chase couldn't help but chuckle as that would certainly be an interesting fight to watch.

"I think I'd stand a better chance fending for myself, but thanks for being my knight." The pair then begin the walk back to the trailer, knowing Alex had to be strapped in the car soon. "Remember the goal. Remember the task at hand. Do the best you can and Alex, I believe in you. I know that you will do awesome tonight."

"Thanks buddy."

Thankfully, qualifying went smoother tonight as Alex was able to find his groove, setting him up well for the heats. He carried the momentum into the heat, showing the speed from a couple nights prior, finding the right groove to slip it sideways in, and was able to score a fifth to transfer to the main event.

The main, though, is where it seemed to all fall apart. No matter what he tried, it seemed he couldn't find the necessary groove for speed in watching cars go by, followed by the leaders to put him a lap down. ultimately, he kept the car in one piece, but the disappointment in how poorly it had gone showed right away.

"The best even have bad days – just look at King Kyle," Chase says once they're back in the trailer, wrapping his arms around Alex from behind. "Use it as a learning experience. Take what you learned, think it over, and be better the next time. You're still new to this and racing against with years experience. You did a good job."

"I love how no matter what I do, you're proud of me," Alex comments as he slips the top of his suit off.

"It's because I am proud of you – I mean every single word." Chase then rubs the bare shoulders that were now exposed before him. "And do you know what you're doing to me right now?"

"I don't hear you complaining. Besides, I need something to make me feel better." Chase allows the fabric to fall to the ground, followed by undoing his own jeans.

"Alex, do you trust me?" Alex wanted to turn to face him, but didn't know if he wanted to know what was going to the next question. "I've always wanted to feel myself inside of you."

"Not here, please..." Alex then turns around to face Chase, knowing there was no time for games as time would cause them to get caught. With entering something he had not even touched before, he wasn't about to do it here and have it go wrong. "I trust you, I've always told you that I trust you – and fuck, I'd love your cock inside of me. But not here, please."

"I respect that." Chase then pushes him back against the wall. "It's just good that I have other ways to pleasure you, instead." He then places his lips against Alex's, as his hand explores to Alex's cock.

"Stop..teasing..." Alex felt himself hardening more, totally caught in by the soft kisses, using every each one to pump his down ego over his performance.

"How bad do you want me, Alex?" A moan escapes Alex's lips as he feels Chase's fingertips on his cock.

"Fuck..." Chase couldn't help but chuckle in seeing how he had quickly forced the man to succumb under his spell, as he removed the boxers. "Need..you..."

"Some patience would be nice, Bowman.." He then touches the tip, wiping off the pre-cum with his finger. He then brings it to his lips, sucking it very slowly.

"Fuck you.." Chase laughs once again as he increases the speed of finger sucking, ensuring that he sucked his own finger fully.

"Do you want me to do that to you?" Alex nods his head as he grabs his dick, and points it up towards Chase's mouth. "Perhaps I could just leave you to do it yourself."

"No, please no..." Alex then runs his hands through Chase's hair as he tries to push the man down to knee level, unable to against the strength. "I need you, and only you..."

"I suppose I could enjoy a popsicle." Chase then sticks his tongue out, licking the full length, as another moan escapes Alex's lips. "Damn.."

"If you like what you got, then go for more." Chase wasn't about to argue any longer, taking it in slowly, though only lasting for seconds in that record. He then begins to suck him as fast as he can, Alex looking for something to grab to remain upright, moans escaping with each one as Chase allowed Alex's cock to tickle the back of his throat.

"Cum..." Chase begged for the taste, knowing it was the only thing to help his own craving right now as the pre-lick from the finger had only increased his need to taste the man before him.

"Fuck Chase..." Alex's undoing came fast and hard, with Chase gagging on the amount of cum which filled his mouth. He then slowly stands up, kissing Alex's lips with his own as Alex tastes a bit of himself. "Damn..."

"See why you're my drug every night?" Alex nods his head.

"Let's just say that I can handle my dish of peaches, too."