Race Dust
Disclaimer: ok ok ok sue me I love the idea of a race story, if I took ur idea I am sorry but looks like mostly everyone is writing them now and I wanted in on the anti lol. The cars that I mention here are real cars no I don't own them though I get a hard on thinking about owning them. Soul is my character as well as Nikkoli the others well no I don't own them they are my idea's though and that what counts. nothing here is stolen I just got thru beating need for speed most wanted and need for speed pro street for like the billionth time
The radio blared Seether the song: fuck me like you hate me. He sang along with the words softly the cops had been on his tail since the last race ended he would need a new paint job but for now he would need to get away from the cops.
"Fuck me like you hate me" he sang at the top of his lungs as he screeched around another corner his 1996 Cougar XR7 hit another turn flawlessly. It wasn't fast like his friends Lamborghini or the other crews BMW's but still he managed to outsmart most of the competition. He wasn't on top of the black list nor did he aspire to move past Number 8 of 20 he wasn't sure how he got that far up, most call it dumb luck he called it his 5.0 overhead cam engine the carburetor was tweaked and a mix of Ethanol and NOS was added into the fuel injectors to mix with the gasoline, yes it was dangerous but so was weaving thru traffic at 145 mph during rush hour. He heard on the cop box stationed in the car so he could use the wireless earpiece that they were setting up a road block ahead of him. Another racer pulled past him it was the blacklist number 6 Nikkoli. He smiled after winning the race that got the cops on them he passed the Cougar with relative ease as he pressed his NOS injector button but Soul mealy waved from his Cougar as the black wolf would surely be caught by the police road block. he smiled switching songs on the I-pod attached to the AUX jack on his radio to System of a Down's Sugar the tune pumping him up as he watched the gauge for his special blend of fuel slowly wean out he would be dropping speed soon back to the safe limit of 130 and he would have to wait for the gauges to re pressurized to hit his Nitrous otherwise he would blow the engine then he would be up shit creek. He heard the cops laughing on the radio they had caught Nikkoli; he would have to break him out now. He hit the emergency break watching the cops pass him up suddenly as he released the brake he took off in the opposite direction jumping the guard rail. "And I play Russian roulette every day you see... yea with a bullet called life... SUGAR" he sang laughing as he slipped into the warehouse complex the music dropped to where they couldn't hear him and he slipped his car into an abandoned POD that the movers left there when the complex was abandoned. He would have to paint his car again in order to move and to rescue Nikkoli. He had had a crush on the lupine male for as long as he remembered. The thought of that wolf lying in bed with him made his cock harden just thinking about it. He listened to the cop radar in his car waiting till it was ok till he moved his car from the spot. Then he saw something. It was a fork lift and a flatbed truck. Surely he could take those items and transport his car safely to his garage. The idea would have to work he would have more time to rescue Nikkoli.
The car engine cut out and he sealed it into the Pod locking the big blue gate and set out for the fork lift truck. And with in the hour of careful navigation a few select words and a close call his car was concealed in the pod on top of the flatbed truck. He drove off he would need to walk for this one there wouldn't be time for him to get to his car. He pondered the plan as he drove to his warehouse
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Nikkoli watched his keys disappear into the mans hands, he had stopped in enough time to avoid the carpet of spine strips leaving his Porsche Caria Gt safe. He watched the officer enter his still running car and it follow him as they pulled into the station where he would await his fate in a holding cell till the next day. The black wolf lay coolly against the wall his black spandex tank top held his fur close to his chest showing off his tight lean body. Large but not huge biceps padded his head as he closed his eyes leaning against the wall. Back chained TRIPP Pants hung loosely around his waste held up with a piece of rope. The punk wolf was stared at by the others in the cell but none approached him they didn't know what they were getting themselves into quite yet so a great deal of sizing up would have to take place before any actions would commence
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The paint had been set up hours ago as he pulled his car into the paint stained dock watching the automated arms start to paint his car from green to deep black he knew this would be the last time he was in this garage. He would have to flee with or with out Nikkoli but he was to save the man he loved secretly weather that man appreciated it or not he would deal with later. He started to pack. Not that there was much that he owned mostly stacks of cash. he called his friends watching them come over and take his other car parts away was gut wrenching but still he let them drive off with his supplies his uncle owned a house in Florida, that where he would have to go. Start over create a new life; buy a new garage and repeat cycle if necessary. He dropped the last pack of cloths in his trunk locking it. he would need some way to get out of there incase Nikkoli abandoned him he needed to think of a place to hide out soon, a place where he could get in and out fast, easy and undetected.
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Nikkoli still stood against the wall he knew where his car was he heard the engine outside a car that rare wouldn't be put into the crusher anyway despite what they told him horror stories of shredding Ferraris and Mercedes Benz's cars to scrap. He had heard another rev of his engine the timing would surely be off only he knew how to drive his car that was his life that they were messing with not that he had any choice.
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it was decided that he would park his car across the street at the large parking garage no one would find him there among the other cars he hid all the illegal equipment, slid the rubber gasket over the under glow kit so it wouldn't show up if they looked. He was smart enough to have his Neon Kit on so they were looking for a car with one of those. The rubber gasket and the new paint would make picking his car out difficult. He exited the warehouse saying goodbye to his equipment that was too large or had no sentimental value to it people pulled out with his gear. As he was driving he had the idea that he could lighten the car by mailing some of his tools and stuff to his destination. there wasn't a doubt in his mind he could evade the cops, they were looking for a green Cougar while his was now black and his fur paint distorted his true face from being identified. He pulled into the post office, he had a few hours before dark, and anyway he needed a reason to get into the holding cell. the boxes now bore stamps and were merrily off to his uncles house three boxes with 'birthday' presents in them so they would be less noticeable the tools were explained that his nephew wanted stuff to work on cars so the boxes of tools were sent on their way and would arrive by ground mail a week or so later. He parked in the spot fifteen minutes later and waited. He could feel his heart pounding as he walked into the police building he wasn't sure why he was doing this, his love was telling him what to do now pure emotion and his luck was keeping his face calm and cool like he had nothing to hide. He had put on nice cloths and posed as a building inspector looking the place over because it was due for a structural check. Then he saw his love. Nikkoli was standing his tail wrapped into the bars and he panted his fur was that of a timber wolf unlike Nikkoli's pure black fur his was grey with brown around his eyes brown and other colors dotted his body but one mark that they shared was the white spot on their chests it was about the same size and shape but he could admire his body more when it was out of jail and in his bed. the cops ignored him after a while he asked to check the holding cell and was let in. he needed a diversion he knew Nikkoli wasn't processed yet most probably didn't know he was there yet. he dropped his clipboard "hey Soul" Nikkoli said smoothly and casually "what you doing here?" he asked as if he already knew what the answer was.
"Getting you out of here" he said making Nikkoli's eyebrows move up
"And why would we do that? He asked softly
"Why not?" Soul asked "now are you in or not?" he asked
Nikkoli smiled "course I am where we meeting?" he asked
"Block 22" Soul said Nikkoli understood that he meant the race blocks in the abandoned complex where the black listed races commenced. Soul watched Nikkoli nod and soon they opened the cell door the other prisoners rushing at the door but they let them out seeking the back doors at a run
"I saw your car outside" soul said "it's around back the keys aren't in it though"
but Nikkoli was tearing at his pants lightly at some stitching as he ran and he produced a key to his car "always carry a spare" Nikkoli said smiling as they busted thru the back door and into the light. The Porsche revved to life as Nikkoli sped off he walked to the counter saying that those people over powered him and escaped and he left in the commotion. His own car flying out of the garage towards the race blocks where Nikkoli would surely be there. His cell phone rang "soul its Nikkoli get here now I have a way for us to get out" he said then the phone cut out
He slammed the gas harder hearing the V8 top out the turbo kit mixing with the stack Superchargers modified into the engine compartment. The engine was raised up a bit allowing the turbots' and superchargers to fit into the engine compartment with some minor tweaking. None of that mattered though all that mattered was getting to block 22 of the raceway. He hit the brakes sliding to a stop seeing Nikkoli's car hidden. The black wolf stepped out smiling "thanks man so what's the plan now?" he asked
"Well you said you have a way for us to get out lets hear it" he said but he thought he knew the plan already he saw the pods truck in the distance.
"Would have pulled it up myself but I am not too good with ramps" Nikkoli said starting his car
it didn't take long for Soul's cop box to spring into life reporting that Nikkoli had escaped but they were already locking his car in the pod soul's Cougar behind it incase they were pulled over Nikkoli could make a run for it. Or that's what the plan was supposed to be like, Nikkoli walked back into the room water was heard running for a bit and he came back out wearing fur dye only on the parts of his body that was exposed. They pulled on some old Pod's uniforms and drove off.
the hours turned into days and the days turned into states passed as they became more and more friends stopping places along the way taking pictures and having fun incase they were caught they might as well see the states. Florida was their next stop, his uncle owned a garage where the cars would be modified and then they could start a new life together.
It was soul who popped the question to Nikkoli after a month of steady living. And he had gotten the answer the hoped for.
Nikkoli smiled at soul pinning him to the ground causing soul to groan he loved it when nick took control, he felt the carpenters knife shred his clothing as nick straddled his waste stripping himself keeping soul pinned the entire time. Soul reached up to grip Nikkoli's sheath starting to stroke. His friend's member starting to inflate as he pumped it his own cock became rock hard. Nikkoli moved spinning to start to lick at soul's cock and soul started the same thing they sucked and moaned for what seemed like days locked in almost lust after a while nick moved "do you love me?" he asked soul looking down at him
Soul smiled "from the second I met you" he said "I have always loved you"
Nikkoli smiled slowly slipping himself onto soul hilting himself for a brief second as their eyes connected in that loving stare Nick started to bounce making soul pant enjoying the steady rhythm as their breathing started to become faster and more shallow soul reached up to try and stroke Nick's cock which was already out of its sheath and bouncing dripping globs of pre onto souls body randomly, but he wanted more he wanted all of Nick emptied on his chest. Nick threw his head back after only a few more thrusts starting to howl his love song to the night air shooting long strands of his cum onto soul who smiled opening his mouth catching a few strands but most coated his chest. And soon it was souls turn as Nick resumed his bouncing at an incredible pace soul couldn't take it anymore his knot slipped into Nick sending him over the edge. With a nice long howl he filled his lover. The one he saved