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What the fuck? The sound of a drill resonates throughout the garage. The sound is normally a pleasant one for Jimmie, but not this time. It had been a week since Kasey left him, saying he had 'another'. Jimmie couldn't believe it, and when he saw Kasey and Tony, hand in hand, he still did not believe. He couldn't go to Jeff or Dale, either, as those two had just started a relationship of their own.
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So he was out of options. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and he looked up. It was Chad, his crew chief, his best friend, and now his only friend. 'Jimmie, you look down. Jimmie paused.
He can't tell Chad about his predicament, right? Chad's been there for him through thick and thin, and has stuck with him through his entire career. He can provide advice. 'Well, Chad, I.' Chad looks down at Jimmie's lip, noticing him biting down on it, before looking back up at his eyes.
There seemed to be a look of uncertainty and distress within, not the youthful look that he was so accustomed to. 'Well, if there's anything wrong, just come to me, alright buddy?' Chad begins to turn away and leave, when he feels a hand grab his wrist, pulling him back. 'Kasey and I were together and he left me!'
Chad's eyes widened. His driver was gay? And particularly, for his teammate? Who then left him?
Unable to muster any words, Chad nods quietly and begins to leave again, when Jimmie's grip tightens. Turning back around, he notices Jimmie's eyes beginning to water. With a pleading look, Jimmie's eyes meet his.
He can't just leave his friend like this! He's not attracted to his own driver. But before Chad can say anything, he feels a warm sensation on his lips. The taste was candid, with traces of rejected affection lingering. A light blush coats Chad's face, as he realizes what's going on. His mind is telling him to resist, yet his body is saying otherwise. 'Chad, don't!'
His mind screams, but his eyes begin to slide closed, as he reciprocates the kiss. Jimmie slides his hands around Chad's shoulders, while Chad places his on Jimmie's waist. Jimmie's strength pulls Chad forward and onto him, landing on the Kobalt toolbox.
Chad begins sliding his right hand up Jimmie's gray Lowe's polo shirt, feeling the subtle muscles on the chest. His left hand follows suit, and as it moves up Jimmie's chest, he felt a strange object touch his index finger, causing Jimmie to jump. The two immediately break the kiss, as they snap back to reality. The sound of the air gun was no longer there. But instead, a load of chatter.
With worry, Chad rotates his head, noticing a crowd of people. But not just any crowd. All watching their driver and crew chief making out on their toolbox. One of the crew, Cam, his front tire changer, nervously cleared his throat and stated, 'Uh, I was looking for a spare crescent wrench. And I think that box you're on has it.' Jimmie and Chad immediately separate, blushes evident. With a shaky hand, Chad waves the crew off, before telling Jimmie, 'It's okay, we can try this again later.'
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What the fuck? The sound of a drill resonates throughout the garage. The sound is normally a pleasant one for Jimmie, but not this time. It had been a week since Kasey left him, saying he had \'another\'. Jimmie couldn\'t believe it, and when he saw Kasey and Tony, hand in hand, he still did not believe. He couldn\'t go to Jeff or Dale, either, as those two had just started a relationship of their own.
Auto Racing Drivers on ESPN.com. 2019 Monster Energy NASCAR Cup Drivers.
So he was out of options. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and he looked up. It was Chad, his crew chief, his best friend, and now his only friend. \'Jimmie, you look down. Jimmie paused.
He can\'t tell Chad about his predicament, right? Chad\'s been there for him through thick and thin, and has stuck with him through his entire career. He can provide advice. \'Well, Chad, I.\' Chad looks down at Jimmie\'s lip, noticing him biting down on it, before looking back up at his eyes.
There seemed to be a look of uncertainty and distress within, not the youthful look that he was so accustomed to. \'Well, if there\'s anything wrong, just come to me, alright buddy?\' Chad begins to turn away and leave, when he feels a hand grab his wrist, pulling him back. \'Kasey and I were together and he left me!\'
Chad\'s eyes widened. His driver was gay? And particularly, for his teammate? Who then left him?
Unable to muster any words, Chad nods quietly and begins to leave again, when Jimmie\'s grip tightens. Turning back around, he notices Jimmie\'s eyes beginning to water. With a pleading look, Jimmie\'s eyes meet his.
He can\'t just leave his friend like this! He\'s not attracted to his own driver. But before Chad can say anything, he feels a warm sensation on his lips. The taste was candid, with traces of rejected affection lingering. A light blush coats Chad\'s face, as he realizes what\'s going on. His mind is telling him to resist, yet his body is saying otherwise. \'Chad, don\'t!\'
His mind screams, but his eyes begin to slide closed, as he reciprocates the kiss. Jimmie slides his hands around Chad\'s shoulders, while Chad places his on Jimmie\'s waist. Jimmie\'s strength pulls Chad forward and onto him, landing on the Kobalt toolbox.
Chad begins sliding his right hand up Jimmie\'s gray Lowe\'s polo shirt, feeling the subtle muscles on the chest. His left hand follows suit, and as it moves up Jimmie\'s chest, he felt a strange object touch his index finger, causing Jimmie to jump. The two immediately break the kiss, as they snap back to reality. The sound of the air gun was no longer there. But instead, a load of chatter.
With worry, Chad rotates his head, noticing a crowd of people. But not just any crowd. All watching their driver and crew chief making out on their toolbox. One of the crew, Cam, his front tire changer, nervously cleared his throat and stated, \'Uh, I was looking for a spare crescent wrench. And I think that box you\'re on has it.\' Jimmie and Chad immediately separate, blushes evident. With a shaky hand, Chad waves the crew off, before telling Jimmie, \'It\'s okay, we can try this again later.\'
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What the fuck? The sound of a drill resonates throughout the garage. The sound is normally a pleasant one for Jimmie, but not this time. It had been a week since Kasey left him, saying he had \'another\'. Jimmie couldn\'t believe it, and when he saw Kasey and Tony, hand in hand, he still did not believe. He couldn\'t go to Jeff or Dale, either, as those two had just started a relationship of their own.
Auto Racing Drivers on ESPN.com. 2019 Monster Energy NASCAR Cup Drivers.
So he was out of options. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and he looked up. It was Chad, his crew chief, his best friend, and now his only friend. \'Jimmie, you look down. Jimmie paused.
He can\'t tell Chad about his predicament, right? Chad\'s been there for him through thick and thin, and has stuck with him through his entire career. He can provide advice. \'Well, Chad, I.\' Chad looks down at Jimmie\'s lip, noticing him biting down on it, before looking back up at his eyes.
There seemed to be a look of uncertainty and distress within, not the youthful look that he was so accustomed to. \'Well, if there\'s anything wrong, just come to me, alright buddy?\' Chad begins to turn away and leave, when he feels a hand grab his wrist, pulling him back. \'Kasey and I were together and he left me!\'
Chad\'s eyes widened. His driver was gay? And particularly, for his teammate? Who then left him?
Unable to muster any words, Chad nods quietly and begins to leave again, when Jimmie\'s grip tightens. Turning back around, he notices Jimmie\'s eyes beginning to water. With a pleading look, Jimmie\'s eyes meet his.
He can\'t just leave his friend like this! He\'s not attracted to his own driver. But before Chad can say anything, he feels a warm sensation on his lips. The taste was candid, with traces of rejected affection lingering. A light blush coats Chad\'s face, as he realizes what\'s going on. His mind is telling him to resist, yet his body is saying otherwise. \'Chad, don\'t!\'
His mind screams, but his eyes begin to slide closed, as he reciprocates the kiss. Jimmie slides his hands around Chad\'s shoulders, while Chad places his on Jimmie\'s waist. Jimmie\'s strength pulls Chad forward and onto him, landing on the Kobalt toolbox.
Chad begins sliding his right hand up Jimmie\'s gray Lowe\'s polo shirt, feeling the subtle muscles on the chest. His left hand follows suit, and as it moves up Jimmie\'s chest, he felt a strange object touch his index finger, causing Jimmie to jump. The two immediately break the kiss, as they snap back to reality. The sound of the air gun was no longer there. But instead, a load of chatter.
With worry, Chad rotates his head, noticing a crowd of people. But not just any crowd. All watching their driver and crew chief making out on their toolbox. One of the crew, Cam, his front tire changer, nervously cleared his throat and stated, \'Uh, I was looking for a spare crescent wrench. And I think that box you\'re on has it.\' Jimmie and Chad immediately separate, blushes evident. With a shaky hand, Chad waves the crew off, before telling Jimmie, \'It\'s okay, we can try this again later.\'
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