LDR Ch 5

At Harrison’s out-of-the-blue words, the Leo on the monitor and the Leo next to Harrison now simultaneously looked at their respective Harrisons. At those words, he remembered that situation. At that time, Leo had not been on good terms with Harrison. It could not be said it was only because of racing; the situation outside the track had contributed more. So he had disliked such a sudden joke. As proof, the sound of reporters’ laughter could be heard from the monitor, but Leo was stiffening his expression.

— Then I, the most beautiful in F2, will answer the question.

Listening to Diego’s subsequent words and the even louder laughter, Leo examined the much younger versions of himself and Harrison on that screen. On the screen, Harrison was smiling at Diego’s words and staring fixedly at Leo, while Leo, frowning, avoided that gaze and looked straight ahead.

It was like that back then. The memory felt new. Around that time, Leo had thought Harrison liked him. Unlike Leo, who had had several girlfriends starting from the age of 13, Harrison, despite being popular, had not had a single girlfriend until he moved up to F2, but he had liked Leo in some way or another.

He had always known that, but around that time, he had started to think that it might be more than just friends. But Harrison had gotten a girlfriend right at that time, and Leo’s confused and irritated state was revealed 그대로 on the video. To think it had been that obvious.

“Leo, you were really young back then.”

Just as Leo had been unable to tear his eyes away from that time for a moment, it seemed Harrison was the same. At that fresh observation, Leo quietly gazed at the young Harrison. Harrison, wearing a cap with a sponsor logo, looked a bit cold in his impression, perhaps because his thick brown hair was not visible because of it, but even so, beneath it was the face of a boy whose features had not yet fully matured.

“You were younger.”

Then Harrison wrapped his arms around Leo’s waist and leaned against the sofa together, looking at the screen side by side.

“Do you remember we prayed for each other not to grow any taller back then?”

It was not as if there were no tall drivers, but that was a story for when one was moderately tall. No matter how much you could fit the seat to your body, first of all, if you were tall, it was uncomfortable to get into the narrow seat, your upper body stuck out a lot above the driver’s seat, making you unstable, and there were great restrictions on moving your arms.

But by that time, Leo and Harrison had already surpassed 180 cm. Leo was even worried that if he became like his father and grandfathers, who were all over 190 cm, he would no longer be able to get into a racing car, so Harrison had prayed for Leo’s height to stop.

Then Harrison, who had thought he himself would stop around that height since his own father and brother had barely surpassed 180 cm, finally reached 183 cm and felt a sense of crisis, and from then on, he asked Leo to pray for him as well. So from that time, a strange prayer for each other’s growth to stop had begun, and even though they were on bad terms at that time, they did not skip praying for each other’s growth to stop.

When he finally burst into laughter at the naturally surfacing memory, Harrison laughed along and looked at Leo.

“The prayers didn’t work very well.”

As he said, Leo had thought he was growing less during his F2 days, but after he quit, he suddenly grew taller and eventually, following his grandfather and father, became in the mid-190s, and Harrison, too, surpassed his own hope of the low 180s and was currently the tallest F1 driver at 187 cm. Maybe it was because neither Leo nor Harrison were devout, yet they had only sought God at that time.

Then, suddenly wondering what on earth he had searched for to find that video, he checked, and in the search bar, it was written, ‘the prettiest boy in F2.’ It was cringe-worthy that he had searched with something like this, and at the same time, it was absurd that a video had come up with such a search.

“So was I prettier back then?”

Honestly, since it was his own face, Leo’s impression was just that he was young, but it was clear that Harrison had liked his face from that time, considering he had called someone who was in a bad mood pretty, making them even more annoyed, and had even put in the search term ‘the prettiest boy’ now.

“You’re the prettiest at any time.”

When he looked at Harrison at the words that came out without any hesitation, Harrison naturally kissed the corner of Leo’s eye. When he smiled at the comfortable contact, Harrison smiled back and leaned his body toward Leo. Leo met the eyes that were looking at him, and as his head tilted more and more, right before their lips touched, he took advantage of the unguarded moment and snatched the remote.

“This is cheating. You know I’m weak to a pretty face.”

Despite Harrison’s voice filled with unfairness, Leo paid no mind and immediately stood up, putting distance between them so Harrison could not interfere, and played Harrison’s F2 era opening sequence as it was.

“Oh my god.”

Seeing his frozen appearance as if in disbelief, Leo found a video that had conveniently compiled only Harrison’s opening sequences throughout the years.

“Leo, I was wrong.”

He had been teasing Leo until now, but as soon as the situation changed, his voice instantly became desperate.

“I was wrong, so don’t do it.”

Leo paid no mind and played the video. Then, fitting for the video title ‘All-Time Intros,’ Harrison from his F3 days appeared first. He had just seen him at 17, but the 16-year-old Harrison looked so much more boyish that it was hard to believe there was only a one-year difference from the previous video.

As he stood still, unable to take his eyes off that image, Harrison took advantage of the gap, lifted Leo up, immediately laid him on the sofa, and snatched the remote, turning off the screen altogether.

“Were you that young?”

Still unable to believe it, he looked at Harrison, and Harrison, with a face full of embarrassment, kissed him. Leo obediently opened his lips, yet he found himself touching that fluffy hair. Naturally, when Harrison was 16, Leo was also 16, so he had never once thought that the Harrison of that time was young. But looking back at that time now, ten years later, there was a young kid.

To think that young kid had broken my heart like that. It was not just breaking; he had completely shattered it.

“You were younger. You were shorter than me until then.”

That was also true, but Harrison was still holding the remote, so he tried to snatch it, worried that he might play a video of Leo from that time, but Harrison smiled, put the remote down on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and kissed him again.

“Anyway, if I watch videos of you when you were young now, I can’t do this kind of thing.”

“Why?”

As he asked, tilting his head slightly, Harrison gently rubbed his cheek against Leo’s.

“The you of back then, what should I say.”

He laughed as the hair touching his ear tickled him, and Harrison looked at Leo’s face before kissing the corner of his eye.

“Thinking about it now, there was something that was too much.”

“Me?”

“Yes.”

With each syllable that fell , their lips overlapped lightly, and before long, a faintly wet sound echoed.

“Why me?”

Leo continued speaking, lightly touching Harrison’s tongue with his own between their overlapped lips, which were just slightly apart.

“You were the one in the wrong.”

Harrison had said Leo was being too much, but from Leo’s perspective, it was all Harrison’s fault. With each word spoken, their tongues brushed lightly, and the air grew hotter.

“Let’s just say that’s true.”

But at the words spoken as if granting a favor, Leo ignored the heated atmosphere and looked at Harrison.

“It was so shocking to me.”

The first reason Leo had started avoiding Harrison back then was because he had suddenly learned of Harrison’s promiscuous sexual behavior. Harrison, knowing full well what he was referring to, answered nonchalantly.

“You avoided me after that too.”

That was true, but if you looked at it, that was also Harrison’s fault.

“You hated me during F2.”

“Back then.”

There was something to say, but it was not a proper reason, and he did not really want to talk about it, so Leo shut his mouth. But at Harrison’s action of briefly biting his lower lip as if to tell him to open his mouth, he lifted his gaze again and looked at Harrison.

“You were a son of a bitch.”

At those words, which fit no matter which time he was referring to, Harrison willingly nodded his head.

“That’s also true.”

At those words, Leo lightly touched Harrison’s cheek without hurting him, and then cupped it.

“And I didn’t hate you back then either. It was just a bit.”

He could not find the right word, but it was not that he had hated him. In fact, it was the opposite.

“I was annoyed.”

There were more emotions than that, but he still could not define them. Speaking in a general way, he slightly lifted his chin and kissed him, and Harrison tilted his head, pressed their lips together, and asked.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

With that answer, as he pulled Harrison’s neck, Harrison, who had been supporting himself on the sofa while trapping Leo’s body, came closer and mixed their tongues deeply. Along with that, as he raised his knees and pressed gently between those legs, the hand on top of him gently caressed his waist.

Leo grabbed that hand and held it, and with his other hand, he lifted Harrison’s t-shirt. Harrison, who had been nibbling at Leo’s neck, was about to take off his t-shirt in response to Leo’s hand, but at that moment, the hand gripping the side of the sofa slipped as if it had lost its grip.

He immediately regained his balance, but Leo and Harrison looked at each other at the same time. And with a burst of laughter that came from no one in particular, Harrison got up first and then pulled Leo’s hand to help him up too.

Leo and Harrison headed straight for the upstairs bedroom, but they could not bear even that short moment and kissed and groped each other’s bodies. On the stairs, just a few steps away, he pushed Harrison against the wall and pressed their lips together, and Harrison’s hand wrapped around the back of Leo’s head and pulled him in.

As a wet sound flowed from between their lips, a moan escaped at a sharp pain, and Harrison, this time as if to soothe him, sucked on his tongue and put his hand inside Leo’s t-shirt, moving his hand as if tracing the line of his spine.

“You look so fucking hot.”

At Harrison’s voice, which came out like a sigh, Leo pulled Harrison and hurriedly walked to the bedroom. It was both new and yet consistent. When they arrived at the bedroom, this time Harrison pushed Leo against the still-open door, cupped the back of his head, and trapped him between himself and the door. Even the small sound of the door closing behind him made his skin tingle.

Leo responded to the hand that was simultaneously taking off his t-shirt and grabbed the collar of the body pressed against him, pulling him closer. As he walked toward the bed, the moment his leg touched the bed, Leo lay on his back on the bed from the not-so-gentle touch that laid him down, and looked at Harrison who was positioned on top of him.

He had seen that brown gaze heated up many times, but now, it was different from the excitement of a race; it was filled with lust. It was not the excitement with lingering remnants of the race, but a pure desire for the lover in front of him. As he looked, mesmerized, at the gap between those lips, slightly parted and wet from their recent making out, Harrison had already quickly taken off his own t-shirt and pressed their lips together again.

Leo, from underneath him, writhed slightly, tilting his head to accept that tongue a little deeper, and moved his hands to eagerly cup that bare skin. The delicate yet prominent back muscles moved gracefully under his hands.

When a subtle pain was felt near his collarbone, he gently stroked the head that had bitten his flesh, and Harrison gently rubbed his hair against Leo’s shoulder and lowered his hips, languidly rubbing their genitals together over their clothes.

Leo moved his hand down along the hollowed erector spinae muscles. He put his hand inside his pants and underwear and fumbled with that heat for a moment, and then, feeling Harrison taking off his pants, he too took off Harrison’s clothes rather hurriedly. As their bare skin touched and their legs intertwined, a low sigh burst out when their genitals met.

“Unngh….”

Leo sucked on the fingers that touched his lips and reached out to grab the condom and gel that were on the nightstand. He quickly tore open the condom, put it on his fingers, poured gel on it, and as his slick hand slid to that waist, Harrison tangled his tongue inside Leo’s mouth, which his fingers had been stirring just a moment ago. A wet, gasping sound of mixing saliva burst out.

Leo, with one hand, pulled the neck of Harrison who was kissing him, to suck on his tongue deeper, and with the other hand, he slid it further down and caressed the space between those firm buttocks.

As he gently fumbled around the entrance and then straightened his fingertips, Harrison’s hip movements, which had been slowly rubbing their genitals together, gained a bit more force. Leo, feeling the weight of that penis rubbing against the line of his abdomen, pushed his fingers into the twitching hole. Since they rarely did insertion during the season, the inner walls clung tightly even to just one finger.

As he gently kneaded the inside in time with the hip movements that were gradually putting more weight on him from above, and slowly widened the inside, even the slightest reaction of the twitching body was transmitted through their pressed skin. Leo pulled those tensed thighs toward him and firmly pressed on a familiar spot on the irregularly trembling inner wall.

“Ah….”

Following the low, suppressed voice, their genitals were pressed together, and the movement against his stomach grew larger.

“Harry, slowly….”

After a moment of tilting his head and letting out the words like a sigh, their lips overlapped again. And yet, as if listening to his words, the hip movements became gentle and languid again. It felt as if heat was clinging to and being devoured by every part of their exposed skin. The soft blanket behind his back and the firm, hot heat of the body pressing down on him from above created a conflicting sensation.

Their eyes met amidst the familiar yet boiling hot sexual pleasure. The heated eyes were full of affection, and within them, a sense of stability that could not be hidden even by the deepest lust and desire flowed.

As they moved with their bodies pressed together without a gap, their gazes locked, in an act that was far from foreplay yet felt like foreplay, the feeling of ejaculation gradually filled the space between the steadily rising warmth. Even as their mixed breaths became ragged, unlike the slow movements, the inner walls, gently stirred, were softly loosened and twitched irregularly.

When Leo put a little strength into the hand hugging his back and straightened his fingertips, his fingers slipped on the heated skin. Then, this time, Harrison parted his lips for a moment, had him place that hand on his own neck, and gently rubbed their noses together.

As he blinked at the uncharacteristically ticklish contact, Harrison, still without slowing down or speeding up, moved his hips languidly to rub their genitals, yet he pulled his face away for a moment.

“Uungh….”

Even so, he was not far away, but to reach that warmth that had moved away, his head automatically followed.

“Leo, open your mouth.”

At the voice whispering in his ear, he gently opened his mouth, and a hot tongue touched the space where a soft breath came out. As he slightly stuck out his tongue to find the heat that had touched very lightly and then moved away, those lips came close again. That tongue touched lightly, as if brushing the boundary of his lips.

Rather than intertwining, they touched lightly at the boundary where their lips met. The sound of soft pecking echoed between the sounds of excited breathing. It was not a deep kiss, but the shallow depth of their lips overlapping at slightly different angles and then parting again was somehow more explicit.

As his lower abdomen gradually tightened, his stomach became slick with the fluid that had flowed from both of their genitals, and a sticky sound echoed slowly from below as well. In time with that movement, as he pushed the fingers stimulating the hole a little deeper, the intertwined, brushing thighs became firm, and slowly, yet steadily, semen mixed from their genitals, which had been pushed to their limit.

“Hah….”

As they came at almost the same time, at the breath that came out from between their overlapped lips, Leo briefly tilted his head, and Harrison, as if to enjoy the afterglow a little more, gently kissed his cheek while continuing to move his hips a little more on Leo’s abs, which were smeared with slick semen.

When Leo raised his hand and cupped that cheek, looking into his eyes, those eyes smiled gently, and their lips overlapped.

The hand, hot with the afterglow, broadly cupped Leo’s lower abdomen, and then, without needing to find its owner, it moved for a moment as if spreading the semen that had pooled on his stomach, mixed together, and then slowly moved up to his chest. Leo left that touch alone for a moment, and then, cupping and supporting his neck with his hand, he switched their positions.

In reverse of a moment ago, as he positioned himself on top of Harrison, who was lying on the bed, Harrison twisted his body as if to find a condom and reached his arm toward the nightstand. Leo, who had of course taken one out in advance, simply pushed down on Harrison’s waist to make him lie on his stomach, and then tore open a condom and put it on his penis.

As he slowly rubbed his penis over the hole that had been loosened a moment ago and poured gel on it, the slightly cool gel quickly absorbed the heat of the skin and became slicker and hotter. As he slowly pushed his penis in, even though it had been sufficiently loosened, the hole spread tightly and bit down on the shaft without a gap.

The part that the fingers had not been able to reach was still not loosened and pressed against the penis filling the inside, yet as he moved back and forth, rubbing against the inner walls slowly, it tightened around the invading penis and twitched.

“Ngh….”