Speed Trap

The reader is strongly warned before proceeding this is a PWP story with stong homoerotic concepts and incest. If you find this distrubing do not proceed. Please read the disclaimer in the first part if you haven't already.

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Driving his regular street car instead of his racer, Rex pulled up to the parking lot of the Speed Trap. Rex was surprised when the club opened although he probably shouldn’t have been, in a city that so centered on the racing industry it was probably only natural that a gay club would develop a racing theme.

The club operated on a principle of strict anonymous identities to protect its clientele. The rules required you to dress as a racer to enter and everyone had to wear a mask. Checkered flag colored face masks were provided at the door for costumes that didn’t hide the identity.

Which was all well and good for Rex, he was able to come in his Racer X outfit without risk of being outed. A benefit that Rex was sure several of the closeted racers on the circuit like him took advantage of. The owner of the club, Bill had hinted as much to him shortly after he started coming here.
“Everyone comes here to indulge in their fantasy of fucking or being fucked by their favorite racer. Sometimes they are living their fantasy out for real and no one is the wiser. What happens here is a fantasy even if its real and it stays here.”

Rex smiled at the memory. It somehow felt gratifying that he might have actually been fucking one of his rivals without him knowing it. He checked his mask in the mirror and got out of the car.

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It was a slow night at the club. Rex was nursing his drink at the bar. He was in a particularly gloomy mood tonight and the alcohol was helping. He was considering where is life was going. Since his younger brother Speed Racer had hit the circuit, the younger Racer was rapidly on his way to becoming the champion that Rex had swore he would be and try as he might, he couldn’t see any reason to not let Speed be the Racer to claim the prize that Rex truly didn’t want anymore. The only reason Rex didn’t hang up Racer X’s mask and make up with Pop was the fear that finding out Rex was gay would only drive them farther apart. Of course the Racer X persona was also useful with his new undercover activities at the Agency.

“Can I buy you drink?” A youth in a Speed Racer costume said. There was always a Speed; he was one of the most popular costumes.
“Sure,” Rex answered him.

He had a couple of more drinks with ‘Speed’ talking mostly about the racing scene. The youth was nervous. Rex suspected it was probably his first time in a place like this. Relaxing with the alcohol buzz he started examining the boy. Unlike most of the Speeds he met here, this one actually looked the part. The costume and helmet actually looked like the real ones and he was the right size and build.
‘Hell, he even sounds like Speed,’ Rex thought.
“Hey,” Bill said from behind the bar, “would you like to go out back? We just finished remodeling the special room and you two are perfect to break it in.”

Speed blushed and appeared to be making up his mind about something.
“Hmm, I don’t know…” Rex said. Normally he steered clear of the Speeds for obvious reasons but he was in odd mood tonight and besides his prospects of anything else didn’t look very good.
“Sure,” Speed said. His tone suggested to Rex that he had come to a conclusion and now wanted to follow through before he changed his mind.
“Let’s go,” the boy said gripping Rex’s hand.
‘What the hell,’ Rex thought. ‘If I’m giving my dream to him, he at least owes me a good fuck. Not like it’s the real thing anyway.’

Rex looked at Bill.
“How much?”
“Well since you’re regular and it’s a virgin performance for the room,” Bill said and with a glance at Speed added, “maybe in more ways than one, it’s on the house.”
Bill handed them a key ring with two keys on it.
“Be sure and start the engine,” he said.

Rex unlocked the door, led Speed in and locked it behind them. There before them was a mock up of the Mach 5. It wasn’t a real car of course but a good representation. The obvious give away was that the cockpit was enlarged to hold a full size mattress instead of bucket seats. Discarding their shoes by the door they walked over to the car bed.
“Wow!” Speed said running his hands over the car bed’s side. Rex came up behind him and put his arms around the boy. Rex felt Speed stiffen under his embrace.
“This is your first time isn’t it?” Rex asked him.
“Yes,” Speed answered him nervously.

Rex turned him around and looked at him.
“You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”
“I want to more than you know, Racer X. Please.”
“Alright, ‘Speed’.”
Rex leaned forward and pulling Speed to him kissed the boy. Speed was slow to respond at first but gradually gave into the kiss, opening his mouth to allow Rex’s tongue to explore him. Rex lifted Speed up and put him on the car bed then crawled in after him.

“Hey there an ignition key hole here.” Speed said. “Didn’t he say something about starting the engine?”
Rex handed Speed the keys.
“The damn thing probably vibrates.” Rex said as Speed put the key in and turned it.
The bed did vibrate like a powerful racing engine but the lights also went out and the wall in front of the car bed lit up as a moving projection of a racing track appeared on it giving the impression that the car bed was racing down the track.
Speed sat on mattress his hands on the fake wheel.
“Wow,” he said.

“Just like on the track, hmm?” Rex said wrapping his arms around the boy from the back. “It gets so hot out there, maybe you need to cool off.”
From behind, Rex lifted the boy’s helmet off careful not to disturb the checkered flag patterned mask underneath.
‘No sense spoiling the illusion,’ the older racer thought. ‘In this light with that hair and build it’s easy to think he really is Speed.’
He nibbled at the boy’s neck as the younger man stared ahead and moaned. Rex pulled the uniform top off the boy and tossed it to the side. His own top joined it a moment later. Wrapping his arms around him again, Rex relished the feel of the boy’s bare skin against his own chisled body. ‘Speed’ turned his head around to kiss Rex and the rest of his body followed. The two embraced each other on their knees, kissing passionately and exploring each others bodies. Rex’s hand rubbed the boy’s hard cock through the uniform pants. It was harder than rock and ‘Speed’ moaned and pushed back against the hand.

Rex broke the embrace and dropped back on look at the boy. His body was slim and the well developed abs and chest stood out even in this dim light. This may be the boy’s first time, but looking so much like the real Speed and that body would make him the number one hot stud of the club in no time. Suddenly he found the idea of Speed, even a fake Speed, dominating another venue in his life rather irritating. The thought left him with an overwhelming desire to make sure this Speed knew who the Top was and who was the Bottom here. However he didn’t want to over due it and hurt the boy either if he really was a virgin. Unless of course, he wanted to be dominated.

He reached out and gripped the boy’s chin in his fist.
“What do want?” He asked in a demanding tone.
The boy was hesitant, he was nervous as hell but his encounter represented all his sexual fantasies and he wasn’t going to chicken out now.
“I want you…”
“You want me to what?”
“I want you to fuck me.” The boy said with a bit of hesitancy with the word fuck, like it wasn’t something he was used to saying.

Rex grinned, the boy was either a virgin or very good actor. He also obviously wanted Rex to have his way with him. That was good enough for Rex. He would never seriously think about sex with his real brother but fucking the shit out of this substitute ‘Speed’ seemed like a good way to work out his petty jealousies over Speed’s success.

He stood up on the mattress.
“Take my pants off,” he commanded.
The boy reached out and undid Rex’s uniform pants pulling them down.
“And the briefs.”
The underpants followed and Rex stepped out of them and kicked them to the side.
“Do you like what you see, Speed?” He said standing feet apart in front of the boy.
‘Speed’ nodded and reached out to touch the older racer’s hardening rod. His hand stoked slowly up and down the shaft as Rex moaned appreciatively and gave the boy directions on how please him.

The boy leaned closer and closer until his face was just a couple of inches from the tip of Rex’s cock. Unsure, he looked up at Rex. Rex quickly eliminated his uncertainty.
“Suck it,” the older man commanded.
The younger man tentatively flicked out his tongue and licked the tip of Rex’s manhood and then stroking up his courage opened his mouth and enveloped the hard shaft. He was awkward at first but Rex’s guidance soon had him enthusiastically going down on the racer like a pro.

‘Speed’ felt Racer X’s cock getting harder in his mouth as the older man’s hard body stiffened. He speed up his pace wanting nothing more than to taste his idol’s hot spunk but was afraid the older racer would pull out.

Rex however was not about to stop now. He grabbed the boy’s hair in hands and held him on his cock as he approached his climax.
“Yea, take Speed! Take my fucking cumm!”
He let out a loud grunt as ‘Speed’ felt the cock in his mouth swell and throb and then his mouth was filled with Racer X’s burning seed. He swallowed as fast as he could but couldn’t keep up as it dribbled down his cheek. Soon the flow subsided and Racer X released him.

Rex wasn’t done with him yet though as his still rock hard cock testified. He pushed the younger man on his back and pulled the boy’s remaining clothing off.
“You still want me to fuck you?” He said towering over the boy.
“Yes,” ‘Speed’ said.
“Yes what?!”
“Yes, Fuck Me!”

With a grin Rex pulled the boy up and turned him. Knowing Bill, he reached over to confirm that the glovebox was filled with the supplies he needed. He soon had the boy on his knees propped over the dashboard of the fake car ready to receive him.

‘Speed’ moaned as Racer X slipped his fingers into him it felt so strange and yet good at the same time. Then the fingers were gone and he felt the tip of X’s cock against his entrance. Racer X pushed forward and it slipped in. ‘Speed’ cried out in pain at the unaccustomed intrusion. Racer X held still the tip of his cock just inside the boy and talked him through relaxing. Then slowly ‘Speed’ felt Racer X begin sliding deeper into him. The pain gave way to pleasure and he moaned as Racer X reached bottom.

Soon Rex was driving into the boy, their combined cries of pleasure filling the room. ‘Speed’ reached down and started stroking himself in rhythm with the Racer X’s thrusts. It didn’t take him long with the built up sexual tension to reach his peak. Rex felt the boy under him stiffen, saw him toss his head back and with a loud cry splattered his spunk over the mattress under him. The sight of the boy cumming and the feel of his inner muscles gripping him drove Rex over the edge. He grabbed the boy’s hips and plunged his manhood deep into the younger man.

“Oh yes, Speed!” he yelled as he arched his back and emptied his hot spunk into the boy.

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Afterwards, they went their separate ways in the parking lot. Rex wondered about what had happened. It was only a fantasy after all but the willingness and enjoyment he gotten out of it made him wonder. He was just glad the real Speed would never know.

The young man watched as Racer X got into his car and drove off. The use of another car hadn’t fooled him. He had followed Racer X here from his home. He smiled to himself; he had gotten to live out his sexual fantasy in reality. As he rounded the corner where he had parked out of sight and climbed into the Mach 5, he almost wished that Racer X had known it was really him but then it was probably better this way.

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Author's note: This is was a twisted idea that I had come up with. I really intended this to be a one shot PWP and have not considered going past this point. Now that I've actually put it down in text I've got some more plot bunnies springing up out of it. I'm not sure if I will continue it or not. If I stay true to the characters, then as the mother said, "nothing good can come out of it". So if I do go on its probably going to be angst and tribulations from here on with little likelyhood of a happy outcome. I'll let it sit for now and see what folks think.