Race Life Pt. 2
Race Life
Pt. 2
The alarm went off bright and early Wednesday morning, 6 to be exact. I started to moan and groan because I didn't want to get up. I reached over for the phone and shut it off. Gwen poked her head up, still somewhat tired.
"What the hell was that?" She asked.
"Alarm."
"Why do you have it set so early in the morning? I'm tryin to sleep here!"
"Well, I was anticipating getting up early to help out with the final stuff, so I'll be right back baby."
I got out of bed and left the room, making sure to shut the door behind me. I reached the stairs and was about to go down when I realized I only had my boxers on.
"Oh shit, that would have been a doozy!"
I walked back to the room, opened the door and put on some sweats and a shirt. I didn't want to wake Gwen up again, but she looked to be asleep once more. Dressed, I headed downstairs to see if all was good.
"Hey mom, so do I need to help out with anything or can I please go back to bed?"
"Well good morning to you too!" She replied.
"Oh, yeah, morning."
"To answer your question, no. Your father and I have it all handled. You can go back to bed, just be sure to be up around 9."
"Ok, thanks!"
"One more thing, Gwen slept in the guest bedroom, right?"
Great. I didn't think they knew that we slept together, so I decided to play it cool.
"Of course mom!"
I headed back upstairs, feeling somewhat guilty for lying, but a little fib won't kill anybody. On my way up, I stopped by the guest bedroom and ruffled the sheets up to make it looked like Gwen had slept there. After that, I went back to my room.
"Where's my sexy little fox been?" Gwen asked as I shut the door behind me.
"Taking care of everything. I have some good news, we can just lay here 'til 9."
"Really? That's good, I don't feel like getting up right now."
I climbed back in bed with her, getting close. She felt so warm, like she was a ray of sunshine. I looked into those familiar hazel green eyes and my heart began to melt. I really loved Gwen, nothing would ever change that.
"Allan, we have a problem."
"What's wrong?" I asked nervously.
"To put it bluntly, you still have your clothes on!"
"Oh yeah, sorry!"
I climbed out and shed the articles of clothing, now I was cold.
"Cold?" She asked.
"Yes! How can you tell?"
She started to laugh, "Your nipples are hard!"
I looked down and sure enough, she was right!
"Well scoot over, I'm getting back in!"
We stayed close together for the rest of the morning. Too soon did 9 come around. We both got out of the bed and put some different clothes on. I myself wore a pair of Jean shorts and a T-shirt, while Gwen put on some short shorts and a tight shirt.
We arrived downstairs and said our "good mornings." For breakfast, it was cereal. Not my personal choice but it's all we had. As Gwen and I ate, my brother came down to eat as well.
"So I see you two finally tied the knot." He said bluntly.
"Yeah, and I see that you're still an asshole." Gwen responded back boldly.
"Gwen! Don't start shit now please." I begged.
"Yeah Gwen, don't start shi-"
"Jason, shut the hell up and get lost!" I yelled.
"Fine! I believe this is mine!" He said angrily, taking the box of cereal out of Gwen's hand.
Gwen and my brother never have really gotten along. Gwen is very outspoken, so she speaks her mind. My brother is an ass, to put it nicely and Gwen sees that, so she just reminds him of what a prick he can be.
"Why is he like that?" Gwen asked.
"Well, he's my twin. There's always an evil apple of the family, he just happens to be the THAT one! What can I say?"
"Thank god you're not like him!"
"I tell myself the same thing."
After we finished eating, we had an hour left before we had to leave. I decided this would be a good time to ask my dad if Gwen could drive the truck.
"Gwen, just watch tv or something while I talk to my dad for a second."
"Ok, but hurry up. I don't want to be all alone!"
"Don't worry!" I said as I walked out the door.
Dad was by the RV, checking the tires by the looks of it.
"Hey dad, so I was wondering if Gwen could drive the truck, sense I'll be driving the car this weekend."
"First off, you didn't even ask me if she could go, yet you asked your mom."
"Well... Yeah I'm sorry. It's just that if I ask you if a friend can come over or something, usually it's a no or you just don't give me an answer."
"Ok, you got me there. But I would like it if you would still talk to me."
"Ok dad, sorry." I replied.
"And to answer your question, I want you to drive the first 40-50 miles, then you can switch. I want you to tell her how to drive the damn thing, you know, taking it easy around corners and to use the mirrors."
"Ok, will do! Thanks!"
"Mhm. We're leaving in a half hour, be ready!"
Oh I was ready. I walked back into the house and told Gwen what he told me. She thought it was kind of funny how my dad didn't completely trust her yet, but it's understandable, considering she's never driven it before.
My mom was giving my brother the lecture of no parties at the house or not forgetting to do the chores. I totally laughed at this, there was so going to be a party. There always was when my parents were gone and I have to say, there have been some good ones in the past!
We were ready to leave but I had to tell Jason a couple of things.
"Yo, Jason! Before I go, there's a couple of things that need to be clear."
"Yeah yeah I know!"
"No you don't, because every time you break the rules! First off, nobody has sex on my bed. Period. In fact, my room, off limits. Second, there better not be barf and/or piss in the upstairs bathroom! And lastly, don't leave the fucking cans around, including bottles, so that mom and dad know somethings up! Got it?"
"Fuck, I'm not a child!"
"Oh yes you are! Be safe, remember what I told ya!"
"Yeah yeah, thanks for the talk. And hey, good luck out there! You know what I say, smoke 'em if you got any!"
"Thanks bro. Later."
Gwen and I climbed into the truck, waiting for my parents to get a move on with the RV. We sat there in silence listening to the radio. After Katy Perry was done singing, Ke$ha came on the radio with Blah Blah Blah. Gwen loves that song.
"Oh what do you know! Time to turn it up!"
The truck was shaking, enough to the fact that my parents looked at us when they walked by. They gave me the "look."
"Gwen, turn it down! Holy hell girl!"
"Ugh, fine!"
My parents climbed into the RV, putting it into drive. We were off to the racetrack. Let the race begin...
We took out time down our dirt road. It's full of bumps and potholes, not good for the trailer being towed by the RV. once we hit asphalt, my dad picked up the pace. We drove only for about 15 miles, stopping at a gas station to refill the truck and RV.
"Allan, I'm goin to get something to snack on in the store, want anything?" She asked.
"Yeah, something sweet please."
"Aw, I'm already here, what more could you want?" She replied.
"Ha ha very funny Gwen! Can you get an energy drink too? Thanks!"
She left the truck and went on into the store. Meanwhile, I got out to refill the tank. My dad came over to see how thongs were goin so far.
"So, we all good over here?" He asked.
"Yeah, topping off he tank. Gwen went in the store to get something to eat."
"Ok, just don't get distracted."
"Dad, this isn't the first time I'm driving with a girl you know."
"I know, like I said, eyes on the road. I don't want them wondering off in another direction." He said with a grin.
"I'll keep that in mind dad, um thanks for the talk?"
"You betcha son."
He left me, thank god. Talk about embarrassing if Gwen would have been around! The nozzle made the "click" noise, signaling the tank was full. I took it out and put it back, grabbing the receipt. A total of $75.00 exactly. The debit card must top out at that amount. Gwen came out with a small bag in her left hand. Boy, she looked great, just the sun beating down on her body made her white fur glow. She also wore a pair of those over-sized sunglasses, putting her over the edge on my sexy graph.
"So, I got some stuff for the road." She said as she got back into the truck.
I followed suit and asked, "What did ya get?"
"Some energy drinks, candy, and some salty foods."
"Sounds good! I'll take something sweet, besides you of course." I said with a laugh.
"Glad you realize that! Jolly Rancher?"
"Those sound good, why not!"
I told Gwen what my dad had said earlier to me. All she could do was laugh it off, thinking that my dad is way too paranoid.
"In that case," She said, "I better give you the Jolly Rancher bag, I don't want you to lose concentration!"
"I have no problem with that! More for me."
She threw the bag at me and started to get out a drink. Amp Energy. My favorite.
"I suppose you want one of these?" She said, as she shook one in the air.
I gave her a nod, acting like a little kid.
"Don't give me that look! You can have one I suppose."
She handed me the drink and I turned the key to start the engine. I waited for the RV to lurch forward and put it into drive. We got back on the interstate, heading for the track.
Gwen and I didn't talk too much, just mainly listened to the radio and snacked. We passed a sign that read "Rest stop in 20 miles." I gave a sigh of relief, I was already getting tired of driving.
"Hey, you wanna pass the Jolly Rancher please?" Gwen asked.
"So you wanna suck on something? I have one right between my legs, it's pink, probably tastes like watermelon baby."
The look on Gwen's face was priceless. She was not expecting that response from me at all. She shook it off quickly though.
"You know, I'm actually craving something that tastes like watermelon."
She reached over and put her paw right in my crotch. I wasn't expecting that.
"Oh would you look at that, I over shot my target!"
She took her paw off and reached up on the dashboard, grabbing the candy.
"Silly me!"
"Not cool Gwen!" I said.
"It goes both ways Allan. Remember, I always win." She said slyly.
I gave her a look that said "whatever" and turned my attention back to the road. We finally reached the rest station. Thank god! I had to piss like a race horse, and I didn't want to drive anymore.
We got off at the exit, slowing down to park where the semi's and RV's park. We came to a stop and I looked at Gwen.
"I gotta go, imma piss my pants!"
I got out of the truck and took off towards the bathroom.
I'm glad to say, I made it to the bathroom. I opened the door and stepped in. I went to the first urinal I saw, unzipping my zipper and letting loose. I leaned up against the wall with my left hand above my head for the extra support.
"Look comfortable, may I join you?" A voice said, behind me.
It scared the hell out of me. I wasn't expecting anybody to say anything like that and the voice was just plain creepy. I slowly turned my head to see who made the comment. I grinned from ear to ear when I saw who it was, Trip.
"You son of a bitch! You scared the shit outa me! I thought you were some creeper or something! What the hell are you doin here?!"
He said, "Nice to see you too buddy!" As he walked to a urinal on my left.
"Well," He began, "we decided to leave early like you guys always do and we needed a break, so here we are!"
"It's weird that we ran into each other, especially here out of all places!"
"Tell me about it!"
We finished taking a piss and walked out to the parking lot area and sure enough, I saw his RV a couple down from ours. Behind it, they had their trailer with the car.
"Al, you guys just take the RV or bring another vehicle?"
"Dad's truck. Gwen and I are driving it."
"Very nice, we just ended up taking the damn RV, talk about boring!"
"At least you don't have to drive! Actually, Gwen will be taking over now! Thank god!"
"I wanna meet her, escort me thy squire?"
"Squire? Ok, did ya pull that one out of your ass just now?" I asked as we walked towards the truck.
"You betcha! So, what's she wearing? How do I look? Good?"
"Trip, you look fine, and don't stare at her boobs or ass either!"
"Oh, so she's dressed like thaaaat!"
I shook my head as we approached the truck. It looked like both of our parents were talking to each other at Trip's RV. I opened the driver's door and Gwen looked over with her big pair of sunglasses, reading a magazine.
"Whose your friend Allan?" She asked.
"This is Trip, my racing buddy. Trip, Gwen. Gwen, Trip."
"Nice to meet you Trip, you wanna take those eyes off of my chest now?"
I slugged Trip in the arm. I knew he would do that!
"Ow! What the hell was that for?"
"You know!" I responded.
"Sorry sorry!"
I gave Gwen a smile and she continued reading the magazine. I decided to shut the door and talk to Trip alone.
"Real smooth Trip. Real smooth! Now that she knows you stared at her, she'll watch you like a hawk."
"It was worth it! You have yourself a gem there Al. Don't let that one go!"
"Trust me, I won't!"
"So you wanna do me a favor?" Trip asked.
"Sure, what is it?"
"Let me ride with you guys!"
"Really? Why would you want to do that?"
"Cause riding with your parents is no fun!"
I said, "I see your point. I'll ask Gwen, hold on a second."
I opened the door and asked Gwen, "Hey, so you wouldn't mind if Trip rode with us, would you?"
"Hmmm, no. But, there's one condition."
"What would that be?"
"He drives while me and you get the back seat to ourselves."
"Gwen... Oh hell, why not!"
I shut the door and walked over to Trip.
"Good news, you can. Under one condition, you drive." I said, throwing the keys at him.
He caught them and said, "Knew it! I'm down though, anythings better than riding with my parents. I'll go get some stuff out of the RV and tell the parents I'm goin with you."
"Sounds good, tell my dad you're driving, he won't give a shit sense you have a big truck of your own."
"Alrighty, be back in a few."
He walked off to his RV, I couldn't help but notice how well his shorts looked good on him. I've always been jealous of his body. Toned and it looked good in anything he wore. I shook my head chuckling, while I opened the door once more.
"It's a deal, now get your sweat ass in the back!"
"Wanna re-state that statement?"
"Um, yeah. Would you like to sit in the back with me?"
"I'd love to Allan!"
We climbed in the back and sat next to each other. Before we knew it, our lips were sealed together as one. Her mouth is sweatness, and her tongue. That long, fine piece of flesh makes me tingle. Suddenly, the drivers door opened. It got both of our attention.
"You two gunna be good for me as I drive?" Trip said naughtily.
"Trip, Allan and I are going to make your life hell!" Replied Gwen.
"Thanks Gwen, I appreciate that." Said Trip.
He turned the key and the truck was alive once more. Trip followed my parents RV, who were following Trip's parents. We were on the road for about 15 minutes until Gwen whispered in my ear.
"I didn't know your friend was so hot? Why didn't you tell me about him?"
I gave her a look and she giggled.
"I'm only kidding! You wanna make his life hell right now? Get on top of me and let's start kissing like there's no tomorrow."
I just did that. I pushed her down gently, and I noticed Trip's eyes in the mirror looking at us.
"Oh common you guys! Don't start that now!"
"Too late my friend."
With that, Gwen and I began the show. At first, it was just to make Trip jealous, but it soon turned into more than that. I found my left hand reaching behind her shirt, my right groping her ass. She started to moan softly, and Trip decided to turn up the radio.
"Allan, start moaning like we are having sex."
Gwen and I started to make orgasm sounds. First quietly, gradually getting louder.
"Oh Allan, fuck me harder! Please!" Yelled Gwen.
"You guys are assholes! You know that? I swear, you better not be doing it back there!"
He quickly looked back and he saw the two of us laughing so hard. He looked pissed off. After we were done laughing, I joined him in the passengers seat.
"How you doin buddy?"
He didn't answer me.
"Triiiip, I know what will make you feel better!"
I pushed the CD button on the center stack and Jason Aldean started to play. A smile forged on Trip's face.
"She's Gone Country, I know you love this song. What do you say we rock out to it?"
Trip replied, "I can't stay mad at you! SHE'S GONE COUNTRY!"
All three of us began to sing, this was going to be great.
For the next two hours we just listened to music and talked about life, nothing too exciting. We were about an hour out from the racetrack, and I was itching to stretch my legs. The sky was an ocean of blue, not a single cloud in sight. The Rollin mountains in the background just made the scenery all the better.
"Al, are we almost to the track? I've lost track of time. Everything looks the same to me." Trip said.
I chuckled at his question and said," So, what you're saying is that you've been driving too long and need a break?"
"Yeah, basically."
"Well, we're about 50 minutes from the track I believe. Not too much longer to go."
"Great, can't wait to get there and get the hell out of this truck!"
"You're telling me!" I replied.
Gwen was asleep in the back. I turned around a couple of times to check on her, she must have been tired, or bored. Maybe both. She was so cute just curled up on the back seat, so innocent looking. Trip caught me looking back.
"Like I said before, she's a gem. Definitely a cutie if I must say so myself. You think she'll have a good time up at the track?"
"I hope so. Why wouldn't she? The only time we'll be away from each other is when I'm racing. Maybe she'll meet some new people up there, seems like you and I do all the time."
"True true. Hey, do you think you'll do well racing this weekend? As of the last three, you haven't been so lucky."
I thought over the question in my mind. Trip was right, the past the races have been a wreck, literally. The last one I put the car in the wall and the race before that I got spun out and ended up hitting another car. The race before those two, well... I didn't even finish one lap because of mechanical failure in the engine. To sum it up, we've been dumping money into the car and it hasn't exactly repaid the favor yet. Let's hope this weekend things take a turn for the best.
"You know," I said, "I have a good feeling. I have my little charm with me this time baby."
I looked back at Gwen with a smile.
"What about you Trip? You've done pretty good the last couple of races."
"Decent Al. Decent. I've been finishing mid-pack, I want more than that. Listen to me! I sound so selfish right now!"
"Don't worry about it, we drivers are selfish. We're all fighting for that one spot, how couldn't we be thinking about ourselves?"
"I just wish people would be less hot-headed when on the track. They just cause wrecks and ruin somebody's day. Honestly, it's not worth driving the distance if you're gunna get put in the wall on the first lap. Now I'm ranting, look what you have caused!"
"Hey, you're the one that brought up this conversation, not me!"
"Damn, you got me there! Put some of your 80s tunes on would ya!" Trip asked.
I plugged the iPod into the radio adapter and selected a radio frequency that wasn't being used. I hit my 80s playlist and John Cougar Mellencamp was the lucky number one with Cherry Bomb.
After hours of traveling, we finally arrived in the city. The track is about 15 miles out, to the North. We decided to stop at Walmart for a little break. As usual, we had to park in the way back because of the RV's. Getting situated, the parents headed into the store to do whatever they intended to do. Meanwhile, the three of us just stood around the truck.
"Looks to be a nice afternoon." Trip said, breaking the silence.
I replied with a "yup" and that was the end of that.
"Well, I'm going to leave you two boys out here. I have to go the bathroom." Gwen said casually.
"Need any help?" Shot Trip.
Gwen gave him a look and said, "Ha ha, very funny. Get bent."
She continued walking and gave us the birdie. I would say it was more intended for Trip, but what do I know?
"Nice one you moron! Do you need help? Are you serious? Gwen's a chick, not some dude that needs help shaking 'it'!"
"Allan, common! It was a joke! Lighten up!"
"Sometimes Trip, I tell ya. Imma pop you one in the head one day, just you wait."
"Well, when you do, just give me a warning."
"Gah! Right there! I'm going into Wally World, you can stay out here by yourself!"
"Fine with me Al!"
I started to walk towards the store, somewhat mad. Trip was a good guy, don't get me wrong, but his ego sometimes got in the way. His smart-ass remarks didn't annoy me all that much, but how he was constantly teasing Gwen, that's a no go.
I walked through the entrance and went into the bathroom to relieve my full bladder. After I was done, I made my way out. I got a quick drink at the fountain and saw Gwen out of the corner of my eye.
"Hey, Gwen, umm.. I'm sorry how Trip is being an ass of lately. I'll take care of it when I go back out."
"Allan, it's fine. He's just a horny equine that wants to get in my pants. Don't worry, you're first on my list sweetheart."
I started to blush at her statement she just made and said, "Well, thanks? Trips not on your list, is he?"
"Maybe waaay down there..."
I shot her a look of disgust.
"Allan, I'm joking! Now, go out there and tell that friend of yours to back up or he'll be seeing my foot right in his crotch."
I started to laugh but I could tell she was being serious. I nodded and headed back out towards the RVs. I seemed to always get nervous when walking down one of the parking aisles. What if a car suddenly backed up and didn't see me? Talk about paranoia! Reaching safety, I approached Trip.
"Alright, this is how it's gunna go. No more being an ass to Gwen. You can be one to me, just not her. She's somewhat flustered with your attitude, but being the big mouth you are, I can't blame her! So, do we understand my dear friend?"
Trip gave me a sour look, which through me off-guard. It was rare to see him get a facial expression like that.
"Oh, so I'm the bad guy now! Thanks Al! I appreciate it so much! Considering I drove your sorry ass here, along with your girlfriend! Do I get one thanks? I don't think so! To top the cake you and Gwen had your fake orgasm in the back! Don't give me this crap, it's a load of..."
Just then we heard the sound of shuffling footsteps, it was Gwen. She immediately got our attention.
"So I take it you two are solving some issues, I'll be in the truck."
She opened the driver's door and looked back.
"Don't bother to get in until you two are on solid ground." She said with a crooked smile.
She shut the door and left the two of us outside. We kicked at the ground, not making eye contact. Trip was the first to break the silence.
"So... I'm sorry. For everything. I'll try to clean up my attitude for your gal."
"Trip, no it's my fault. I should have thanked you for driving and I shouldn't have been pretending to do naughty things to Gwen in the back seat."
"That was pretty mean dude. So we good?"
"Of course."
Trip walked over and gave me a big hug. Not to sound creepy or anything, he smelled good. He put me down and I shook off the thought in my head.
"Well I'm goin in to get something to eat. Don't leave without me Al!"
"Don't worry!"
Trip walked off and I got back into the truck on the passenger's side.
"So I take it things went well between the two of you?" Asked Gwen.
"Yup. We're all good."
"That's good."
"Yup."
Gwen then spoke up with some frustration in her voice, "So now we can't carry on a conversation anymore?"
"No no, we can! I'm just out of it, that's all."
"Well, don't be out of it for too long."
The parents walked over to the truck and we all started to visit, waiting on Trip to get out. We talked about where our pit stop would be and where to park the RV's. Trip finally came out, a slushy in one hand and a bag in the other.
We all hopped in to our designated vehicles, Gwen at the helm of the truck. The next 20 or so minutes flew by and we saw the large sign that read, "Raceway Park." My heart started to beat faster and faster. We took a left and made our way up to the track on the splendid hill.
"And here we are lady and gentleman! Let the fun begin!" Cheered Trip. Raceway Park sat on a hill, so it was impossible to miss. It was a cool scene, the banking turns to the numerous flags waving in the air. The track is a small oval, nothing too big. (Smaller than Bristol, NASCAR guys know Bristol is small, so imagine a mini version!) The corners are well banked and the straightaways... well lets say those don't last too long. The track is wide enough to run two-wide, but that's about it. The entrance to pit lane is in turn two, and the exit is out of turn three. Grandstands are all around the track, except for the turns and large lights encircle the track for night racing.
"Boy, this is cool. I've never been to a racetrack before. Are the cars very loud? Asked Gwen.
Both Trip and I gave her a look and started to laugh.
"What? Was it something I said?"
"No hun, it's all good."
After getting ahold of myself I told her, "The cars are loud, but you get used to it pretty quickly. Just plug your ears when you hear one."
"That's thing thing Al, you don't know when the driver is going to start the car. So it's like a ticking time bomb waiting to be released!"
Gwen gave a worried look and I said, "Trip, thanks for the information! Gwen, you'll be alright."
We made our way up the hill, following the RV's. When you reached the top, you had two choices; you could either go straight, which led to the general parking and camp area, or take a left, which led to pit road. We took a left.
The RV's pulled up next to a booth and the parents had to show the security guard our registration forms to enter. They gave us the green light and we made our way down pit lane.
Each team was assigned an area and it just so happened that Trip and I were right next to each other. We were also on the end, which was a good deal because it's usually less crowded.
Gwen parked the truck out of the way of where we had to place the trailers containing the cars. I got out and helped direct my dad to the correct place, Trip did the same. Once the trailers were in the correct spot, we unhitched them, putting wedges between the wheels and lowering the stand to make the trailer level. After that, we had to set up the canopies to block out the sun and cover the cars. I never liked setting those damn things up, it seems whenever I did it, it would come out all crooked or messed up. Thankfully, I got it right on my first try. Trip wasn't so lucky.
"Son of a bitch! I hate these stupid things!"
Sure enough, his was lop-sided. He probably didn't have the right extension in place somewhere.
"Trip, watch your mouth! Talk like that again and you won't be racing! Got it?" Yelled Trip's dad.
"Sorry dad, yeah I got it." Trip said with his head held low.
Trip's dad was somewhat of a scary guy, or at least I thought so. He was big, had muscles the size of giant boulders and a voice that was piercing to the ears. You didn't mess around with him. I remember when Trip and I were younger, we were playing some ball game in he house. His dad caught us, we nearly wet ourselves from his yelling. After that, we decided no more games in the house. Trip's mom was on the other spectrum, on the short side, nice breasts and ass with a big heart. She was always nice, never in a bad mood or anything. She's pretty hot for a mom. I sometimes gave Trip shit for it, but it was all for jokes. I would say Trip inherited most of his traits from his mom. I mean, he's short and super nice. What more can I say?
"Honey, you know your dad gets angry when you use bad language, so don't use it!" Said Trip's mom.
Both of Trip's parents went into the trailer to check things over, as did mine along with Gwen. I walked over to Trip to see how things were going.
"So, how's it going over here?"
"Well, you just witnessed my dad yelling at me and the canopy is all messed up, so not too good!"
"Want some help with that?"
"Yeah, please."
Eventually we got the whole canopy mess worked out and put up tables and chairs. We decided to leave the cars in sense there was no practice today. After getting everything situated in the pits, we decided to look for a good camp area big enough for the two RV's to park next to each other. Exiting pit lane, we took a left and drove past the large parking lot, into the campsite area. There were already quite a bit of tents and motor homes around, but we found a good spot to park them.
Again, Trip and I directed the RV's into the camp area and put the wedges in between the wheels. The RV's stabilized, the parents began to put up the canopy, a large carpet in front of the door and stuff like that. Meanwhile, myself, Gwen, and Trip went in my RV to check it out.
"So, the kitchen to the left. Lounge area up front, bed up top of the driving area. To the back, past those curtains, is the bunk-beds on the right, the bathroom on the left and to the way back is the master bedroom." I said in a monotone voice.
"Al, you're lucky you have a large motor home. You can fit so many people in here!" Trip said.
"Just how big is this thing?" Asked Gwen. "It looks small on the outside, but it's actually pretty roomy in here!"
"Yeah, it's a decent replacement for an actual home. Has everything you need. I still prefer the good old tent and sleeping bags, but this is just fine."
"Trip, get your ass out here and help me!" Yelled Trip's dad.
"That's my warning! Gotta go!"
He left in a hurry, I could hear his dad giving him things to do. Boy was I glad I wasn't him at this moment!
"So, where am I going to sleep Allan?"
"Well, there's the bunk-beds and the upper bed in the front, take whatever one you want."
"Well, I was thinking we could share one..."
"So, lets take the one up top!"
"Sounds good to me!"
"Hold on a second, the two of you aren't sleeping in the same bed. I don't want no sex or anything goin on!" My mom said. I didn't even realize she was at the door.
"Mom! Common! We aren't going to do that!"
"You're telling me? Ha! Allan, I'm doing you a favor. Would you rather have your farther tell you no?"
"No." I said in defeat.
"That's what I thought. It won't be so bad, just have Trip sleep on one of the bunk-beds so you can talk or something."
"Psh, if Trip stays the night in here, he gets the upper bed while Gwen and I get the bunk-beds!"
"Allan, you don't listen. Alright, now I'm telling you." My mom said, now looking at Gwen. "Sweetheart, you will sleep in the upper bed, it's more roomy and comfy. Allan, you will sleep in the bunk-beds. That's final."
With that she walked out, leaving Gwen and I alone.
"Damn, your mom just stood you up! I've never seen her like that!"
"Gwen, this blows!"
"No it doesn't. We can still have our alone time, you know that!"
"Yeah yeah, I know! I was just looking forward to sharing a bed."
"You horny little fox you! Come here!"
She grabbed me and stuck her tongue down my throat, searching in every crevice possible. I started to gently bite her tongue and she began to squirm.
"Allan, what the hell are you doing?"
"Biting you..."
"Well no shit! Knock it off, it feels weird. If you wanna bite, that's what my neck is for."
She turned her lovely head and and gave me a clear view of her neck. I grabbed her and pushed her down on the couch. I got on top of her, licking her ears, working my way down to her pulsating neck. She smelled so good, like a sweet flower of some sorts.
"Ugh, as much as I enjoy this Allan, we should stop. I don't want your parents coming in, or Trip."
"Ohhh," *kiss* *kiss* "you're right, but I don't want to stop."
She grabbed my face and put it close to hers.
"Loverboy, we have time. Now, I would appreciate it if you would get me something to drink." She said with a smile.
I groaned and got up, opening the fridge to find some soda's and water.
"Soda or water?"
"Water please."
I grabbed the water and shut the door, walking back over to Gwen. I handed her the water as Trip walked back in.
"Hope I'm not interrupting anything. I thought it would be a good idea if we gave Gwen a tour of the facilities Al. Sound good?"
I looked over to Gwen, she said, "Sounds good."
"Alright, let's head out then!" Trip exclaimed.
"One more thing Gwen, girls here, they are total skanks, always going after the younger guys. So, don't let them get to you and if some dude approaches you, just get let me know."
"Wow, so this place is a whore town or something?"
"No, it's just girls are looking for guys and vice versa."
"I see."
"Gwen, walk between Al and I." Trip said.
I though she was going to hit the guy, but she gave a smirk and said, "Ok. I'll have one on my left and one on my right. Whose the whore now?"
Trip said, "Really?"
"No you dill-hole!"
I started to laugh and Gwen took my paw. We began to walk out of the camping area, with Trip keeping his distance from Gwen.
We left the camp area and headed towards the vending area that was behind the grandstands. Here, you could buy food or souvenirs. The bathroom facilities was a row of outhouses, talk about old school, right?
I decided to take Gwen to the grandstands to get a good view of the track. By now, it was around 5-ish, so the sun was starting to set behind the mountains with the familiar yellow glow. The wind was calm, making the perfect scene.
Trip decided to go over to the pits to see if anyone he knew was over there, leaving Gwen and I to ourselves. We walked up the walkway, straight to the large safety fence.
"Wow, this is so cool." Gwen said.
"Yeah, this is paradise to me. Hell, if I was in Daytona or Bristol I wouldn't want to leave. Racing is a place where I can escape. Let loose, you know."
"Yeah, can we go to the top of the stands for a better view?"
"Sure, right this way pretty lady."
We walked up the long aisle to the top, getting the best view of the track. The lights were on, illuminating the turns and straights. Skid marks were still left from the previous event, as was the scraped up walls and torn up grass. I couldn't wait for the fresh smell of burnin' rubber!
"The view is amazing Al. You know what, it's sorta romantic, just the two of us up here."
I put my arm around her, bringing her closer to me. She put her furry head on my right shoulder, looking at what was in front of her. The moment didn't last long, the sound of kids soon filled our ears. Gwen lifted her head up.
"Ugh, really?"
A group of younger teenagers came around the corner, laughing hysterically. I rolled my eyes. This was one of the bad things that I hated about racing, the kids. Their parents dragged them along, whether they liked it or not. They don't watch the race, they just run around and act all annoying, but this goes for any outdoors event I suppose.
"Well, you wanna go to the pits now?"
"Yeah, little bastards ruined everything." Replied Gwen.
We got up from the seats and started to walk down the stairs, paw in paw. The group of kids were on the bottom seats, so we unfortunately had to walk by them. As we did, I heard one of them snicker, "Think that guy can finish for once?"
I stopped in my tracks and turned around.
"Excuse me? Come again?"
"Wha- We didn't say anything." Said one of the kids.
"That's what I thought." I said with a sly look, turning around with Gwen to leave.
"What is up with them?"
"Gwen, they are unthankful children who don't appreciate anything. They are here for the whole "show."
"Show?"
"Yeah, the girls dress like skanks to pick up guys and the guys pose to pick up the chicks. Stupid if you ask me. Go to the mall or something if you want to do that."
"I get what you're saying, that's all over the place though. But, it is frustrating. Hey, I'm getting cold. Can we stop at the RV to get a sweater or something?"
"You betcha."
We walked back to the RV, picking up some warmer clothes. I got the keys to the truck, we didn't feel like walking around the parking lot. Before we left I asked if my parents saw Trip, but they said that they didn't. I figured he must have been on the other side of the track still.
The drive didn't take long to get to the security gate. I was surprised to still see people arriving to get their cars unloaded and such. The gate manager recognized me and let us in. I drove down to where we had the race car in the trailer and parked the truck there. We got out and I showed Gwen the different cars that were still out.
"Ohh, I like he color of that one! Neon yellow with some green. Pretty cool!" Said Gwen.
"Well, it's a Toyota so..."
"So what?"
"Ahh, never mind. I'm a car freak. I'm a domestic kinda guy, Ford, GM, and Chrysler." I said with a smile.
"A car is a car Allan."
"No no, it's not. I know my cars. I know which ones are good and I know which ones are bad!"
"Oh really?"
"Yes really!"
"So, my VW Beetle? Yay or nay?"
"Well, the New Beetle's are girly if I must say so. But your a chick, so it's all good! The powertrains suck, but they get good decent mpg's. And then there's the questionable reliability of VW's. Things have been known to go wrong and when they do, they cost a lot to fix. So now you know!"
"Huh, sounds like you know your stuff. So what you're saying is, that when I purchase my next car, stay away from VW's?"
"Well, yes and no. Buy whatever you want, just do some research first."
"I'll be sure to bring you along when I go car shopping." Gwen said with a smirk.
We continued our way down the pits, looking at different cars that were still out or saying hello to people I knew. When we reached the end, we still didn't come across Trip. We must have missed him or something.
"Trip's lost I'm afraid." I said.
"Ha, he can handle himself. He's probably hitting on some girl or something."
"Probably."
My phone began to ring and I saw that it was my dad. I answered it and he wanted the truck back to head into town to pick up some food items with my mom and Trip's folks. I told him that I would be back in a few.
Gwen and I walked back to the truck and drove to the RV. I left the engine running, figuring that the parents would leave. They did just that.
"Hey, mom! Before you go, did you see Trip?" I asked.
"Yeah, he's in his RV I believe."
"Ok, thanks! See you in a bit."
They took off, heading towards to town. It would probably take them 40 minutes or so for a round trip, maybe an hour.
"Gwen, you can wait inside. I'll go get Trip."
"Sounds good."
Gwen went on in. I couldn't help but stare at her nicely shaped ass as she went through the door. I wanted a piece of that! I shook my head and slowly walked over to Trip's RV.
I opened the door and was greeted by the kitchen. To the right is the familiar love seat with a bed up top of the driver's area. Past the kitchen was a single small bed, leading off to the king bed and bathroom. The curtains were up, which I thought to be odd. Maybe he was in the bathroom. I walked to the curtain, and pulled it back, no Trip. He door ahead of me was closed, and I heard a muffled voice in the back. I thought to myself, "If Trip is banging a girl back there, damn him to hell." I slowly opened the door and I stood there in shock. Trip was jerking it off.
He was sideways on the bed, his head leaning back with his tongue hanging out of my mouth. My gaze wondered to his meat, he was big. Really big. Equines were blessed with having huge genitalia, which made me jealous. His cock was longer than it was thick, but it was impressive nonetheless. His balls were also big, like two oranges. Was I being turned on right now? I snapped out of my trance and leaned against the wall casually.
I said, "Having fun?"
Instantly, Trip jumped in shock, stopping to look at me. He gave me a stupid smile and put his hands over his junk.
"Holy shit Al, you scared me! Thank god you weren't one of my parents!"
"Yeah... That would have been embarrassing."
I grabbed his shorts that were on the floor and threw them at him.
"Cover it up buddy and get dressed."
I turned around and left. I took a seat on the small couch and waited for him to come out. How could something like that turn me on? I know I wasn't gay, but still. Maybe it was just a thrill or something? I felt embarrassed now. A few seconds later, he came out.
"Let's face it Allan, this is probably the most awkward thing you have ever caught me doing."
"You could say that again you horny son of a bitch."
"Hey, I needed a release, but it was all a waste now. Thanks for walkin in." He said jokingly.
"Yeah, well you wanna get rid of the semi in your trousers so we can go on over to my RV?"
He looked down and made an adjustment to make it less noticeable.
"So, you like what you saw? I'm pretty big, huh?" Said Trip in a cocky voice.
"Yeah yeah mister large penis. Wash your hands and lets go."
Trip shook his head and washed up really quick. We then walked out of the RV and made our way to mine.
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Sorry if this doesn't flow very well, I'm copy and pasting it on here from a different web site that I originally had it posted on. This was also my first story I ever wrote, so there are obvious mistakes throughout the whole thing. Thought I'd let you guys know! ^^