17 The Strip

When JP exited the highway, he made a few turns and had arrived at a racing strip. There were people there with all sorts of vehicles. Two-lined up side to side and then they took off down the length to see who reached the end fastest.




JP slowed the car down and leaned over to Dandy with a smirk. "Do you wanna join? Or Nah?"




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Dandy saw where JP took them and his eyes lit up. He was sitting up in his seat, seeing those vehicles driving down a drag strip.




"I wanna join!" He swung his head over to JP, giddy as he bounced in his seat. Dandy looked back at the scene, his eyes were practically sparkling. "I can't remember the last time I've been to one of these!" Then, he looked at JP with a smug smile.




"I want you to show these casuals how a real racer does it, baby, ~" He leaned over, giving JP a kiss. He placed his hand on the racer's thigh. "If ya win, I'll give ya a prize~" Dandy rubbed that thigh a bit more. He needed to see JP drive fast again. The thrill and the look on JP's face. That determination.




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"Now I have to join." JP rolled the car over to what looked to be a registration area. He shut off the engine and stepped out. He not only wanted to ask a few questions but also to write his name down along with the vehicle he'd be using. He asked where he had to wait and there was some general pointing to a block of cars waiting close together with the drivers sitting around under a tent.




The guys in charge of sign-ups couldn't believe it. Sure, they knew Yellow line had only just happened and that JP has been all over the news recently. But for him to come here to their drag strip? No. Way. They wanted some pictures and JP agreed to it, posing with them.




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Dandy was very confident when he got out of the car, looking all over the track while JP signed up for the races. Then he spun on his heels, seeing JP getting pictures taken. He waited, a big smile on his face as he saw the racer getting close to some of his fans.




"Lookin' good, baby!" he waved, giving JP a cute smile. Dandy walked over to him, his hands resting in his pockets. He didn't know if he could be affectionate around JP here or if he should keep his cool. Either way, Dandy was loving this place. The smells, the feel of the heat coming off the pavement. It was just like what JP described when they first met.




"This is gonna be one of the best dates I have ever been on," Dandy whispered to JP. "And that's only second to that dinner we had the other day."




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After some pictures, JP was given a magnet with a number to stick on the rental. He looked at it and flipped it over, it was the number 38. He walked back to their rental and slapped it on the car's rear quarter panel but not too hard. "Dandy let us go n see who out competition is. I bet there's a good variety of folks to talk to while we wait for our turns." He got back into the yellow sports car and waited until Dandy was settled to drive it by the other participants. "I'll try not to get jealous if you talk to a lady. I don't want you to feel like you can't talk to others." He smiled slightly and found a space.




He stepped out and took the keycard which he placed into his jacket's pocket. Once Dandy was out, he locked the car and walked over to the tent which had more than a few empty chairs. "Look at this competition, Dandy." The tent was close to the strip, behind some barriers and in a generally safe area. That way they wouldn't miss the action.




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Dandy was glad that JP had admitted to his jealousy and was all for the idea of being able to mingle without being on a leash. He followed JP to the tent, seeing a good group of contestants. You could tell who were racers and who were just fans of the races by the way that they dressed. Their outfits looked very similar to JP's.




Leather jackets, funky hairstyles, and a look that make them stand out from the crowd. Dandy actually didn't really stick out in comparison, he looked like just another person attending the races.




A muscular woman walked up to JP sporting a hot pink jumpsuit. She looked him up and down and smiled. Resting her hands on her hips, she spoke with a very confident voice.




"Well, I'll be damned! You're Sweet JP!" She grinned sticking her hand out. "I can't believe we have a real Yellow line racer here!" Dandy saw how excitedly she shook his hand, making him chuckle. One helluva grip, that's for sure. "Come along! I won't introduce everyone, but you can at least see what you're up against!" The woman seemed to be very kind, almost like a gentle giant.




"God look at those muscles," Dandy whispered to JP. "She could probably pick up a car and chuck it. No need ta race, am I right?" he teased with a dumb grin.




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"The one and only." JP held out his arms and bowed his head. "I wanted to get back behind the wheel after my accident. It was like an itch I couldn't scratch you know?" He held his hand out for the handshake and if it weren't for his rings keeping his fingers separated, he swore this woman would've crushed his hand. He tightened his own grip, like a silent wrestle with her. Then they let go and JP had to resist the urge to shake the pain out of his hand.




He whispered back to Dandy, "She puts the muscle in muscle car I swear. Sheesh." He made a fist a few times with his aching hand and walked further into the tent. He saw a few Dorothy-born racers as well as some from planets he had visited before. Yet he was always amazed at the variety of lifeforms that gathered at events. "You never know, if you keep trying in those Blueline races, you might race head to head with me at the next Yellow line." He smiled, "Either way, I'm not driving my own vehicle so this should be a fairer competition for everyone."




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"Blueline, eh?" Dandy rubbed his chin. Maybe. Maybe he could do that. JP was really making him fall back in love with racing again so that idea was tempting for sure.




"All these racers are ambitious," she commented as she gestured at a few younger ones that turned to see JP. They waved their hands, clearly too young to join any Blueline races. "They came from all over to watch Yellow line and ended up sticking around for our little races here," she explained.




"Which one is your car?" Dandy asked the woman. She looked back at him, a bit surprised.




"Oh! I'm not a racer. I'm the track owner!" She thumbed at her chest. She was about to introduce herself, but a man spoke up from the loudspeaker. He announced that there was only half an hour until race time. Everyone had better get their gears together and get ready to race. "Is it time already? Looks like you two did make it in the nick of time! So, I assume that Sweet JP is racing in this?"




Dandy looked to JP, a big approving smile on his face as he nodded. The people in the tent were whispering, smiling, and waving at the couple. A few did recognize Dandy from the news, but they were more focused on Sweet JP.




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"Yea, Blueline. It's the preliminaries essentially. Anyone can join those but even then competition is fierce." He looked at Dandy and went to nudge him, "You should join the next one. I think it' be fun."




He waved back at the younger racers and it reminded him of his youth when he desired to badly to be where he was now. "Hell yea I'll be the one racing. I wonder who I'll go up against first." He looked at the faces of each of the ones under that tent. He didn't want to intimidate them, in fact, he wanted them to be all fired up to try and beat him. He then looked at the track owner "Can I keep Dandy in the car? I want to hear him scream."




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She looked over at Dandy and let out a little chuckle.




"Of course, I don't see why not," the woman walked up to Dandy looking him over. She placed her hand on his shoulder, making Dandy look up at her. Why are all the women here taller than him, he thought. "You'll really enjoy this race, Star!" She reassured him. Then, he looked at JP. "It might not be as thrilling at Redline, but it will be one helluva time." Then, she patted Dandy's back and walked off. Dandy winced as he moved closer to JP.




"My back is out of alignment now..." Dandy whined, twisting to pop it. Then, there was a movement in the tent as people started to funnel out and head towards the track. A male racer walked up to JP offering him his hand.




"Good luck out there," he said with a sweet smile. Dandy watched this and then looked at JP. "You look like you have a nice ride out there." The man added. Dandy bit his tongue, trying to not say that JP was the best ride on the track.




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Star. JP wondered if that name would stick as a nickname for Dandy. He looked at the star on his lover's jacket and thought about the one on his back as well. "I rather not be at risk of dying right now so a track like this is perfect. I'll try for Redline next time." He was about to help Dandy with his back when a male racer came up to him.




"Good luck you as well. I can't wait to see everyone go." He blushed a little when the man complimented his ride. It wasn't his-his but he had picked it...with some help from Dandy. "I think it'll put up a good challenge." He waved goodbye.




"Dandy. We gotta get ready to go so if you want to take a leak, we should go now or else you'll be holding it until we're done." Who knew how long that would be but JP wasn't going to risk that. He rubbed Dandy's back a little and led him back to the car. "I didn't ask about bathrooms so uh- I'm just gonna right here by the car." He shrugged clearly already had done that sort of thing dozens of times.




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"You can't just whip your dick out!" Dandy grabbed JP's wrist. "We got time, dude. Let's go find the bathrooms," he started to lead JP off and waved at the track owner. "Bathrooms? Where?" Dandy called out. She pointed up at the tent and gestured that it was around the back. Dandy gave her a thumbs up and took JP behind the tent.




Back

there was a small little building made of brick with metal doors. Dandy opened the door for JP, letting his partner walk in first.




It reeked, making Dandy gag and fan his face.




"Please piss like a racehorse," Dandy said as he held his nose. He went in to do his business and then waited for JP at the sink. The smell in there was almost unbearable, making every moment like a living hell for Dandy.




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"Why not!? just the tip!" He unzipped his pants but when Dandy grabbed his wrist he frowned. Did he want to piss somewhere else? "The bathrooms? Have you never been to a track!? No no no no."




When they got to the building JP could smell it and he was a smoker. He covered his nose and turned around to bump into Dandy who was at the entrance. "Dandy! I'm not going in there!" He gagged and covered his mouth as well. He escaped the building and stood outside for Dandy to come out. He would rather keep it all in than stay in that disgusting building any longer.




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Dandy walked back outside, seeing JP standing by the building.




"Just piss on the back of this house thing if ya don't wanna do it in there," he huffed, his hands on his hips. "I don't want ya pissin' yourself while you're drivin' a'right?" Dandy stood behind JP, his back to him. "I'll watch your back. Make sure no perverts come ta see what you're doin," he crossed his arms keeping an eye out. "Once you're done, I'll follow you back to the track."




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"Why do you think I don't like going in the bathrooms?" JP pointed at Dandy and then swiped his hand away to the side, "Weird perverts! I was naïve at first when I started racing and that led to some very awkward situations I wish I had known to evade. And besides, the bathrooms at racing venues are always so disgusting!" He moved to a corner and whipped out just enough. Just a little bit. "No one's going to come. All the racers are already in their cars and the crowd won't want to miss a thing." He became silent. It was silent. Too silent. But at least he did go like a racehorse and took some steps to the side to keep his boots from getting wet. When he was done, he tapped Dandy on the shoulder and ran towards his car.




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Dandy looked over his shoulder and then watched JP run to his car.




"Wait up!" He grinned, following him down towards the track. Dandy was careful not to trip as he moved. Once the two were down at the car, Dandy opened the door for JP, giving him a big smile.




"You're gonna kick as today, baby," he winked. Once JP was in the car, Dandy moved to his seat. Buckling in, he looked out the windshield. "So this is just like a 'floor it' kinda strip, right? Ya just gun it and try to beat the other guy on the long stretch," Dandy's memory was a bit hazy as he tried to remember the rules.




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"Yep. Just gun it and keep control of the car to make it go as straight as you can. You'd be surprised how many people can't do that." JP drove the car towards the pit area where the rest were waiting. Two cars were already at the rollout area, getting in line and into the burnout box to clean up their tires and warm them up.




JP turned the ac on in the car while they waited their turn. "Traction. Torque. Reaction speed is what drag strips are all about. You got all three, you'll win. But even if you have the first two but not the reaction speed, it won't go well for you." He rested his hands on his lap and leaned back into his seat. He watched what was unfolding on the strip with a soft smile. He really enjoyed these things even if he was simply watching. He deeply wished for no one to lose control and for no one to get hurt.




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Dandy was resting his arm on the car door as JP spoke. There was something about the way that he talked about racing he really enjoyed. Maybe it was the passion behind his words or maybe his know-how. It reminded him of himself when he talked to the boys about his interests.




Only, unlike his crew, Dandy hung on every word.




"That does take me back," he admitted as he looked out to the track. Dandy then looked up at the sky, seeing the rainstorm approaching. It was slow-moving now, the clouds hanging low. He then turned his attention back to the track. Dandy slowly moved his hand over, reaching to hold JP's. Once he had it, he ran his fingers along with those metal rings.




"You got this, soda pop," Dandy glanced over at JP, a cute smirk tugging at his lips.




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"We can let you take a try at driving. We're already entered so we can try over and over as long as we wait our turn." JP pulled up Dandy's hand to kiss his knuckles, then the back of his hand. He unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned over. He turned in his seat halfway to get his upper body into Dandy's side to kiss him. He moved a hand down and set it between Dandy's legs almost as if he didn't mean to put it right against his groin. "What do you think, stardust? Do you want to have a try after me?"




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The way that JP spoke, his kiss, and where his hand was placed made Dandy blush with a big smile on his face.




"Oh hell yeah, I wanna try!" He leaned in, kissing JP again. His hips moved, accidentally rubbing against JP's hand. "I wanna see how a pro does it first," Dandy tilted is head a bit, giving JP one more kiss before sitting back in his seat.




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JP chuckled, "Good. That's what I wanted to hear." He gave Dandy a squeeze between his legs and then pulled away to sit back into his seat. "Make sure you watch closely because it's all going the be quick. Less than fifteen seconds. Maybe twelve?"




He pointed at the track, "It's not really about who you're up against out there. On the drag strip, it's more about beating your own time with what you have. If you beat them, that's good. But did you beat your previous self?" He placed his hands on the steering wheel, one on top of the other at 12. "I want to be the best time of the night. Before the rain rolls in and makes traction difficult."




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"Oh right, that's how it works..." Dandy looked over at the other racers. It wasn't so much driving against people, but more driving against time. He knew this, deep down. It really had been a long time. He looked back over at JP. It was that speed JP craved, and Dandy was ready to see his man in action. The mention of rain made Dandy let out a little chuckle.




"If you drive fast enough you can beat the rain," Dandy looked over at the other racers, seeing them speeding down the track and getting their times clocked.




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JP pulled the e-brake down and moved the car closer to the burnout box. It was almost his turn. He pulled his seat belt back on and pulled on it to make sure it was on right.




He shut off the AC multiple cars before it was his turn at the burnout box. He gripped and regripped the steering wheel and listened to the instructions the workers gave everyone. The burn out to get those tires warmed up all nice n sticky and then slowly pulling up to the tree with those lights. His eyes were trained on the light as he began to stage the car's tires. His feet were in position and his hand on the shifter.




First Amber

Second Amber

The third Amber flickered on, it dimmed up to full brightness and began to dim.

The green began to fade in




JP started moving and the car's front raised up from the torque but its tires didn't leave the shiny strip's surface. The tires shrieked at the start but they were zooming down the quarter-mile. He looked ahead, that was the only goal. To get to the end of the lane.




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Dandy watched those lights and felt that car blast down the strip. He raised his arms up, cheering as they moved down the road. His eyes then focused on something hitting the windshield. A droplet hit, making a little splatter of water on the glass.




"Looks like we got some rain comin' in, baby!" Dandy called out, looking to see the clouds in the distance. It was only sprinkling now, but he wasn't too thrilled with the idea of a downpour. "I'm sure you'll be fine! Just keep goin'!" If they could just get a couple times in, they should be fine. It was a slow rain coming in. They got this!




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The thrill. The exhilaration! He felt his own heart beat quick and were at the end of the track in a matter of seconds. He shifted the car down, slowing it to head back to get their time from the booth. "Oh, it's so beautiful." He laughed, his right hand letting go of the shifter to adjust the front of his pants. It lingered there before moving back to the stick shift. "Your turn, we'll hop seats in the pits."




He drove around the back and got them back into line. Some people had come only to drag once but others were in it for multiple runs. This meant this next wait would be just a bit shorter.




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Dandy was eager to try this for himself. As JP drove them back to the line, Dandy was thinking about how to beat that speed. Just floor it. That's probably all he needed to do. He might no beat JP's time, but he'll at least get a thrill of going fast behind the wheel again.




Some day he'll be able to go fast in his own vehicle. Some day.




Once they were at the pits, Dandy unbuckled and rushed over to JP's side of the car.




"I'm takin' the wheel!" Dandy laughed through the door. He opened it, letting JP out. "Did ya enjoy that, baby?" He hadn't noticed JP adjusting himself earlier, but he had assumed that JP did get some sort of kick out of that short burst of speed.




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JP nodded, "I did enjoy it. A lot." He laughed quietly as he went around the front. He got into the passenger seat and kicked his legs up onto the dash. He reclined for now. "Show me what you can do when you get up there." He unzipped his jacket and raised his arms up and behind his head. "Make sure to adjust the seat to be right for you so you can reach everything just as you need to."




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Dandy nodded as JP spoke. He adjusted his seat, looking at all the gauges, and then rolled up to the line. The competition was dying down for sure and Dandy hoped that he could make a pretty good time. He placed his hand on the stickshift, his eyes focused on the lights. Three, two, one -- And he was off!




A big toothy grin flashed on his face as he floored the pedal, his eyes wide as the sped down the track. He didn't look at how fast he was going, but he felt the force as he shifted gears. His back was pushed into the seat, his heart pounding as he approached the end of the strip.




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JP pulled his legs down when Dandy had arrived at the burn out box. He let the backrest of the seat raise up a bit but he stayed in a reclined position. He kept his knees apart and looked over at Dandy when he staged up to the line. He wasn't the one driving this time and so he didn't experience that hyper-focus where everything almost felt as if it were happening in slow motion.




He eyed the grin that Dandy had. He knew what that excitement felt like so much. He then felt the backrest shove itself against his back, the car began to rev and vibrate as the engine put out more power, he took in a deep breath through his nose. His hand went back between his legs. He let that breath out when the car finally felt like it let him go from that pressing sensation. "Mmmmm" It wasn't like his honey but it was something. He raised his hands and placed them behind the headrest. "You did really well."




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Dandy had the biggest smile on his face when JP praised him.




"I think I can get a better time! I wanna go again!" He exclaimed as he started to drive back to the burnout box. Dandy was so pumped about this, even if it wasn't the racing he was used to. And as he drove back to the line, Dandy noticed even fewer people. It seemed that the upcoming rainstorm had started to change many racer's plans.




Dandy, however, was getting addicted to the thrill of going fast. It made him miss the Little Aloha. That feeling, that bond he had with his vehicle. As he pulled up to the line again, Dandy revved the engine, gripping the wheel and stick again. This time, as soon as the light changed, Dandy hit that pedal even harder, making the tires squeal at the take-off. He let out a crazed laugh as they flew down the track, feeling that force once again as he pushed the car harder than last time.




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JP of course wouldn't tell Dandy not to go again. "I know you can, stardust. Let's go again!" He noticed the diminished amount of cars but that just meant they could keep going and going.




This second time Dandy tore down the strip it was even better. The pressing feeling was stronger than before by a bit. He covered his eyes at the end, turning his head to face the window as he laughed. "That one was wonderful." While Dandy slowed the car down at the end of the strip, he leaned over to kiss the corner of Dandy's jaw. "Do it again." His voice was almost demanding.




--

Dandy felt that kiss on his jaw and JP giving him an order. He was

all smiles.




"You don't have ta tell me twice!" Dandy giggled and drove back down to the burnout box. This man was having a blast every time he went down the strip. "Hey baby I wanna keep goin' until it starts to rain, then we can hit the pub after," Dandy commented as he stopped at the line. The few remaining spectators and track owner waved to the couple from the sidelines, giving them a thumbs-up as the count down started up.




Dandy was mouthing the numbers. Three, two, one-- Then he was off again! As Dandy floored it, he could have sworn he felt the front rise a bit at the start. As it landed back on the ground, he continued to speed down the track. Faster, he wanted to keep getting great times. Dandy glanced at JP out of the corner of his eye. He wanted JP to really have fun today and this date. This date was going amazingly in his mind.




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Each time Dandy drove down that strip, JP groped himself. He was enjoying it so much. Being the passenger for once and really getting into what he felt. JP knew when those tires lifted off the ground, "Don't lose it, stardust." Dandy didn't.




The car sped down the quarter-mile gracefully and more sprinkles of water plinked against the windshield and the roof. "I think you can get one more, the last run." He leaned his seat back and let out a sigh. Both his hands were placed over the zipper of his pants, one over the other.




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Somehow, Dandy was still oblivious to what JP was experiencing. This man was just enjoying the thrill of going fast down a track.




"A'right! One more go around!" Dandy grinned, heading back to the burnout box. "I'll try ta not wheelie this time," he added as they pulled up to the line. He knew how he wanted to do it this time. His eyes focused on the light. The countdown. Then, he took off again down the strip. He let out a holler, practically howling as he speeds down the track. He glanced over at the spectators on this left and the back onto the track. He never looked over at JP while he was driving. Dandy just imagined that JP was enjoying the drag just as much as he was.




Once they reached the end of the strip. Dandy threw his arms up in triumph.




"Oh HELL yeah!" He cheered. "I'm pretty sure I beat my record with that one, soda pop~" Dandy sang as he stretched. God that felt good! "Yeah, I think I got my fix, what about you?"




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JP grinded on his hands during that last run. It was everything. The crowd, the engine, the sensation of speed, vibration. He joined Dandy's holler and howl during those few seconds the sped down the track. That was it. They couldn't use the track anymore, it was getting too wet for it to be safe.




"You did it, stardust! I had a real blast with you driving next to me." He stretched as well, groaning and arching his back. "What about you? Did you enjoy yourself? I know I did."




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"I did!" Dandy was nothing but smiles right now as he drove the car over to the booth where they kept score. "I can't wait to see who won! I think I did pretty damn good on my times!" He glanced back over at JP. "If ya want, I could drive you around this afternoon." Dandy had a cute smile on his face as he spoke. Once they were close to the booth, Dandy got out of the car and waved to JP. "Wanna come check out the times with me? I have a feelin' you beat mine but hey! Wouldn't hurt ta check."




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"You possibly couldn't have enjoyed it as much as I did." JP was only a little afraid of Dandy knowing how he really felt about racing and things similar to it. Maybe that's why he was so good. "I want to see you beat me. I hope you did. You tried so hard. And please do drive me around."




He was a little reluctant to step out of the car but he did so, hoping no one noticed his stiff walk. "Let's see." He got close to Dandy to read the printed out paper slip.




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Dandy had his hands in his pockets and practically skipped over to the booth. He didn't notice JP's walk or the way he worded his sentences. This man was too invested in what the results were. Why? Because this man, even though he was playing it cool, was extremely competitive. Even though he was sure that he lost to JP, he wanted to beat his own times.




"What does it say?" Dandy asked as he peaked over JP's shoulders. He placed his hands on JP's hips, his fingers, playing with the loops of his pants. "Did I win??"




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JP wanted to toy with Dandy and so he quickly stuffed the ticket into his sleeve. "Oh, I don't know," He said with a singsong tone. "How badly do you want to find out?" He placed his hands over Dandy's where they held his hips and wagged his hips from side to side. He laughed and then let his hands go. "I'm just toying with you, here you go." He pulled the slip back out of his sleeve and handed it to Dandy. Dandy's best time had only been fragments of a second slower than Jp's run. "You were fuckin' amazing!"




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Dandy blinked and let out a whine when JP messed with him, but once he received the results: this man was jumping up and down.




"Oh YEAH! OH YEAH!!" He shouted as he looked over the paper. Dandy let out a loud laugh and started to shout.




"I almost beat my babe's score!" He grinned and looked back at his partner. "That's awesome! I didn't think I'd almost beat yours!" He couldn't get over it. His heart was just fluttering with excitement. "We gotta go to celebrate! Come on!" Dandy shoved the paper into his jacket pocket and grabbed JP's hand. As they hustled over to the car, the rain started to pick up. Thankfully they had made it inside before the rain could get to their hair.




Once Dandy was sitting back in the driver seat, he looked over at JP.




"Where's the place at?"




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"I got worried when I read the numbers you know. I saw them start with the same....but the end is what saved me!" He pretended to wipe some sweat off his brow. Regardless, he was very proud of Dandy's accomplishment but that simply meant that Dandy's story about being an ex-racer was true.




JP was suddenly pulled along at a hustling speed. As he was forced to take longer strides, his pants folded in at his hip and dug into his tender bits."W-wait not so fast I can't go that fast! Ow ow ow--!" He bent over once they were at the car, one arm on the car, the other where his leg bent at the hip. His head was pressed to the arm on the car.




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Dandy noticed that he wasn't talking to anyone in the passenger seat.




"Hah?" He opened his door and then looked over the top of the car. He saw JP, head pressed against his arm that rested on the car. "Whoa, baby! Are you alright?" Dandy rushed over to JP and placed a hand on his back. He looked him over, seeing JP's arm at the bend of his hip. He rubbed his partner's back, tilting his head. "Do I need ta take you somewhere else or?" For some reason, this man wasn't making the connection that his boyfriend had a hard-on for driving. Dandy looked up, the rain still coming down around them. "We need ta get you inside the car..." Dandy went to opened the door for JP. Maybe JP

had pulled a muscle while we were rushing to the car, Dandy thought.




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"It hurt...ssss..." JP whispered when Dandy came by to rub his back. He took in a hissing breath. "hhhHH--AAAH. FUCK" When Dandy opened the car's door, JP slowly eased inside. "I just want to sit back. That's all." He reclined the seat the whole way so he could be laying down and in turn, the area where his hard-on was wouldn't be bent up and the fabric wouldn't dig into him. He closed his eyes and grimaced a bit. "I'll be fine."




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Dandy jolted as JP shouted. The alien hunter sweated. Did he do something? Did he step on his foot? Once JP was situated, Dandy closed the door for him and returned to his side of the car.




Quiet, Dandy looked over at JP. Did he do something wrong?




"I'll uh," Dandy looked out the window. "I'll drive us around until you feel a bit better. I hope your leg'll be fine," he sighed as he pulled away from the drag strip and back onto the highway. "I can't believe you managed ta pull a muscle. We didn't even walk far from the car..." Dandy mumbled.




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"I'd like that, Oh and you know, it's not my leg, Dandy." JP bit his lip, already well embarrassed. He fidgeted with his rings, twisting them on his fingers. "Didn't pull a muscle either when we hurried to the car." He left it mysterious while Dandy got onto the highway.




When he felt the acceleration again, he turned his head away. His voice was a little quieter "...It was my dick, I hurt my dick. I had it across my hip and when you made me run, my leg bent it the way it shouldn't."




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Dandy heard that phrase and was quiet. JP hurt himself while getting to the car, but it wasn't his leg. It was his dick. While Dandy drove, the alien hunter placed his hands to his mouth. Then, there was a sound that came from him.




"You... you," he started to chuckled behind his hand. "You hurt your dick? Really? Really??" Dandy had to move his hand from his mouth and show that big grin that he couldn't hold back. Then, he lost it.




"AH HA HAHAHA!" Dandy laughed shaking his head and looked over at poor JP. "I'm so sorry!" He said between belts of laughter. "I don't, HA! M-mean ta laugh!"




Dandy had to pull the car over to the side of the highway, getting out, and moved over to JP's side of the car. He opened the door and leaned in.




"Do ya need any help with that?" He asked, wiping the tears from his eyes. "I am sorry for laughin' but you caught me so off guard with that. How else was I suppose to react? You'd probably laugh too if I said I broke my dick!" He snickered as he rested his hands on the roof of the car. "If ya want, I can find us a rest stop or I can help you here. This place might actually have more privacy since people'll think we're broken down or somethin'."




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God no. Jp felt his face get red. No. More like his whole body was on fire."Stop laughing! It really hurt!" He pulled on his jacket's collar and covered his face as best as he could.




"And how would you help?" He peeked out from the collar of his jacket. His feelings were just a little hurt but he did understand how silly it sounded. He didn't think he hurt himself too badly either. Otherwise, it probably would have hurt a hell of a lot more.