The Power of Love (Part 1)
first part of a short i am currently writing. the title will most likely change, i just dont know to what yet. warnings if necesssary, underage. etc, otherwise, please read and enjoy. ratings and comments are much appreciated.
The car's tachometer maxed out as he shifted from 5th down to 3rd for the hairpin turn. He jammed the gas to the floor and shifted into 4th. The car's engine roared and picked up speed again quickly.
"Come on you sonofa bitch, just a little further," the driver muttered to himself.
He pushed the pedal to the floor and shifted again, into 5th, and then 6th down the straight away. He was coming up on the car in front of him, and fast. He drafted it for only a few seconds and downshifted again, letting his turbo spin up before cutting out from behind the Honda and shifting one last time, blowing past it and down the rest of the cleared out road and through the green smoke markers. He pushed the brakes and turned a full 180 degrees and lowered his lights. Furs crowded around his Imported Nissan Skyline. The door opened up scissor style and from behind darkly tinted glass a handsome husky stepped out. He had a small smile on his face as the Honda Civic pulled up slowly and turned off.
A tiger stepped out of it, fire in his eyes and rage in his voice, "You cheap bastard! That race was mine and you know it!"
The husky took a few steps towards the tiger, "I don't know what you are talking about. I won simply by skill, nothing else." He turned and walked back to his car where a rather attractive vixen was waiting for him.
"Hey there stud. That's a nice car ya got. Wouldn't mind learning how to use a stick," she said with a wink.
"That's very forward and eager of you, but you see, I have one small problem."
"Oh, what's that?"
"Umm.."
"Nik! You won. Way to go my sexy husky," a voice called as a smaller pure white husky ran at Nik and the vixen and jumped into Nik's arms.
"Hey Ryan," Nik said as he kissed him softly, and then turned to the vixen, "I drive stick too."
She huffed and walked away quickly back to her friends who were delighted to see her turned down by Nik.
"So, can we go home now?" Ryan asked.
"Of course babe, let's go," Nik replied as they got back in the Nissan and sped away.
They travelled about an hour out into the mountains to their secluded home. Nikoli and Ryan had been together for nearly 3 years. They met through street racing, and ever since the night that Nik threw the race to pull Ryan out of his rolled over and burning car. Ryan had always had a sort of crush on the bigger black and red husky, but never thought they would end up as a couple. It was Nik that had initiated the relationship, knowing that Ryan liked him. It had been awkward at first, and Ryan was always waiting to wake up from the dream, but that was all in the past. Now, 3 years later, the dream had become reality, and a very sexy one at that as Nik tossed his lover onto the bed and followed him. He took hold of Ryan in his arms and kissed him softly. They rolled and now Ryan was on top of his lover, straddling his hips and he leaned down to kiss Nik again, letting his paws roam over the husky's chest.
"You are wearing too much clothing stud," Ryan said with a wink.
His lover smiled back at him, "Then take them off of me," he said and winked.
Ryan wasted no time and slid the husky's shirt off and then went to work on his pants, pulling both the jeans and boxers down, and then removed his own clothing and resumed his position on Nik's waist. Nik murred quietly as Ryan drug his claws lightly across Nik's chest, and slowly down his torso, ending at his abs. He put his paws behind him to play along the inside of Nik's thighs and eventually up to his already half hard member. Ryan stroked it slowly and smirked at Nik.
"Can I have this stud?"
"It's all yours babe," the husky replied as he moved a paw to Ryan's sheath and slowly massaged it, coaxing it to life as the pink tip peeked out, eliciting a soft murr from Ryan.
He repositioned himself over his lover so that the naturally wet member was pushing at his entrance. He moaned softly as he sat down on the endowed husky meat. Ryan loved the feeling of Nik inside him. It always seemed to fill the empty space in his life, and as his hips became flush with Nik's, he once again felt like one with his lover. Ryan closed his eyes and let his tongue hang out a little as his own member got harder, only to be onslaught by a soft and very skilled paw. It worked its way up and down the shaft, hitting every sensitive spot, making Ryan twitch and hump at the paw. Nikoli smiled and removed his paw and gripped Ryan's hips and began to buck in and out of the white husky. Ryan moaned loudly and bent forward, meeting Nik's muzzle in a passionate kiss, small murrs and moans escaping between thrusts. Nik continued making love to Ryan, moaning along with him as they both neared climax. Ryan sat up abruptly as his knot slowly grew and Nik was more than happy to wrap a gentle paw around Ryan's member and stroke as his own knot bumped against his lover's entrance.
"Oh.. babe.. I'm gonna..," Ryan muttered as Nik pulled him down for one final kiss as his knot slid inside.
Nik filled his lover with hot seed and Ryan returned the favor by making a mess all over the husky's chest and stomach. They lay there for a while, locked together, both feeling complete in his lover's embrace. A short while later Nik slowly and reluctantly removed his swollen doggy cock from Ryan. Ryan murred loudly and put his head on Nik's chest.
"I love you Nikoli," he spoke softly.
"I love you to babe," Nik replied as he lightly caressed Ryan's back.
Ryan nosed the husky's chest and slowly fell asleep. Nik stroked Ryan's ears and closed his own eyes, joining his lover in sleep.
They awoke slowly the following morning. Ryan crept out of bed and into the kitchen to start on lunch. Nikoli was always a heavy sleeper, and Ryan had always been the first to wake up, and took advantage of it to make breakfast, lunch, occasionally dinner and various other things. He grabbed a pan, the chicken out of the freezer, a pot and the pasta from the pantry and got to work making Nik's favorite, Lemon-Pepper Chicken in a white wine sauce over fresh pasta. As Ryan continued to cook the smells began making their way around the house, and it wasn't long before they got to the bedroom where the husky was sound asleep. His nose twitched, very lightly at first, but then he inhaled deeply and opened his eyes. Ryan's cooking always woke Nik up just at the right time. The husky rolled out of bed and put on a pair of basketball shorts, not bothering himself with boxers or a shirt and made his way to the kitchen where Ryan was settingthe table. He had just put the plate of food down then Nik got there.
Ryan greeted him with a kiss, "Afternoon sexy, you got here right on time, as usual with that snout of yours."
"Hehe, your cooking always gets me out of bed and to the kitchen, one of my most favorite places to be with you aside from the bed or the shower," the husky said with a wink.
Ryan couldn't help but blush a little bit, "C'mon stud, food is gonna get cold.
They ate a quick lunch and headed for the shower, where they were once again joined together by Nik's tool. Ryan turned the hot water off and let the cold flow over them to cool them off.
Nik looked at the clock on the wall, "Shit. We are gonna be late."
Ryan glanced over and nodded his agreement and they wasted no time cleaning up, getting dressed and getting out to the car. They buckled up and the Nissan engine roared to life and sped its way back to the city as the sun set slowly over the mountains in front of them.
The crowd had already begun to form as Nik and Ryan pulled up in the Skyline. Tonight was the big race. All the top drivers from every corner of the city were going to be there. This event only happened once a year, giving the winner bragging rights as the best driver around. Exotic and domestic cars alike were represented in the battle for supremacy. Jaguars, Nissans, Hondas, Muscle cars, even a Lotus and Lamborghini were present. This year was the first year Nik had attended. He was the out of state hotshot that never had enough street credit to be recognized; that is, until now. It had been two years since he and Ryan moved there, and now was his time to shine. Nik had never raced against any of the big names, but he knew all of their driving styles.
"Well well, look what we have here guys. The puppy finally came out to play. And he brought his little fag boyfriend with him," Vinnie, a horse, and head racer from the south east side sneered.
"How about you go fuck yourself pal, we don't need your shit here. So shut up and drive," Ryan snapped back with a low growl.
"Ooh, the bitch has a bite. Those are big words coming from someone who isn't a driver. Tell ya what; I'll be kind enough to let you watch my tail lights before I leave you and the puppy in the dust."
"We will see who is left behind Vinnie, but for now go mind your car. It looks lonely without your dick in its tailpipe," Nik interjected.
Vinnie glared at the huskies and walked away, back to his Camaro.
"Who was that babe?" Ryan asked.
"Vinnie. Lead racer on the south east side. He drives a black Camaro. It's heavy and has a powerful engine, but cant maneuver like the Skyline can. He races dirty."
"Do you know who the rest of them are?"
"Yes. And the only two I am worried about are Vinnie and Jason."
"Who's Jason?"
"Jason is a fox, racer from the north side. Grew up in this town and has been around a lot. He knows every back street and shortcut there is. His Lamborghini Diablo is quick and nimble. He will probably be the hardest to beat, simply because he will be using shortcuts, but nothing is for certain. In this race, everything goes, including running other drivers off the road."
Ryan started to say something but the loud booming voice of the rhino that was running the race echoed with the help of a megaphone, "Good evening race fans. I am Spike, and I will be tonight's master of ceremonies. This is the evening you have all been waiting for, our annual Top Driver race. Every driver worthy of recognition is present. From the muscle loving Vinnie, to the exotic guru Jason, even the import hot shot Nikoli, who has finally earned enough credit to be considered for this race. We are getting started in about 5 minutes. The streets are alive with traffic and all the cameras are set up, even the pigs are out. Drivers line up and we will get this party started."
The crowd cheered loudly and the drivers lined up their cars at the blue flair markers. Nik's car was just off center, right in between Vinnie and Jason. The vixens walked out and stood in between the cars, each with a different color flag. They looked at each other, and then the drivers. Engines revved and drivers shifted gears, keeping the clutch on the floor. The females raised the flags and waved them back and forth, then quickly swung them downward and the drivers released the pedals and floored the gas, burning out on the pavement and speeding off into the distance.
Nik's Skyline roared down the road and shot out in front of the pack. He downshifted and went around the turn and directly into traffic. He was followed closely by Jason, but didn't see Vinnie anywhere. He began to weave in and out of traffic at 80+ mph. Ryan sat easy in his seat and watched his mate shift gears back and forth. Loving the way Nik's eyes looked when he was concentrated on driving. His eyes seemed to pierce through every object, taking in all surroundings and carefully calculating every twitch of the steering wheel, push of the clutch, and shift of the stick. He looked so calm while he drove. No nervous twitches or hesitation, it was like the car was an extension of Nik's soul, from mind to machinery, canine and car become one.
Around another turn and Jason diverted off, smashing crates as he went through a back alley. Nikoli muttered under his breath as he watched Jason disappear in his rear view mirror. He shifted once and floored it. The car screamed as the turbo spun up and they shot down the straightaway. The husky shifted again and narrowly avoided a car, then a truck and flew through a red light, barely dodging death. A sharp corner and the tires squealed as the car drifted perfectly around and gripped road again, shooting forward. Nikoli was more than determined to win this race. A few more turns and he only saw two cars close to him. Jason still hadn't reappeared. He looked ahead and saw the blue markers for the end of the race. Vinnie was gone, and he could now see Jason on a back street, just in front of him to his left. He downshifted and hit the floor. A few more feet to go, it was going to be clo--
CRASH!!!!
Nik's car jerked to the left, the sound of Ryan screaming and metal crunching filled his ears. More loud noises, he was upside down, then right side up, his car was rolling. The windshield shattered, a piece flying past his face and cutting his left eye. He ended up on his side, head on the pavement, blood pooling below him. He could barely make out Vinnie stepping out of his car, the front busted in, a smile on his face. He got into another car and sped off, through the blue markers. Nikoli could smell smoke and his eyes widened. He scrambled with his seatbelt and shifted his weight; the car fell down onto the roof. His head hit the steering wheel and he looked over to Ryan. No sign of movement. He reached over and undid his seatbelt, catching the small husky as his weight fell to the ground.
"Ryan.. come on babe.. we have to get out of the car... Ryan? Ryan?"
Nik held his fingers to Ryan's neck. His eyes filled with tears. No pulse. Nik then noticed the giant gash in Ryan's side, organs exposed, blood spilling out onto him. Nikoli fought his tears as hard as he could, but to no avail. He crawled out of the car, bloody and bruised. He had barely cleared the car when the engine exploded. He was thrown backwards, landing hard on his side, rolling a few times and stopping on the curb.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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