-Good_Boio- requested this. I know I said Smuts are closed, but they requested this and I told them I'd write it. Here we go!!
Y/N was chilling out with The Don, talking with him about some papers and whatnot when he saw Frank approach Tommy. He quickly walks over to Paulie and Sam as Tommy walks off and goes to the back of the racetrack. "So, what's up with Tommy?" He asks. Sam sighs. "Turns out, Mickey got his ass beat by Morello's goons, so he's gotta race for him. Number 13." Sam explains, and Y/N runs off quickly, going to where Tommy was, smiling a little.
As he walks by, he see's Tommy out of the corner of his eye and he slowly walks over. Tommy had his race pants on already, but he has his shirt off, and he was grtting ready to pull it on, when Y/N walks over. "Hey there Tommy." He says, smiling a little. "Oh, hey. What do you need?" He asks as he pulls the shirt on. "Well, I just wanted to make sure you're alright. Are you nervous?" He asks, leaning on the racecar gently. Tommy nods. "Yeah, I guess I am. I mean, I don't wanna fail The Don." He says, picking up a water bottle he had, taking a sip from it.
"Tommy, how do you feel about the guys here?" Y/N asks suddenly. Tommy smiles a little bit. "Sam's alright, but he's too secretive and quiet. Paulie is pretty nice, but he can get a bit obnoxious. Besides, I've got my eyes on someone anyway." Tommy says, and Y/N freezes.
"Who?" He asks. Tommy smirks. "Well for one thing, he's tall/short. He has H/C hair and beautiful E/C eyes. He's very nice and cares about everyone, and he usually hangs around with The Don." He says, and Y/N points at himself. "You like me?" He asks and Tommy nods.
"What about you? What broad do you like?" He asks and Y/N laughs abruptly. "I'm not straight. I'm (enter sexuality here). And to be honest...I like you back." He says, moving from leaning on the car to standing in front of Tommy.
Tommy looks at him and smiles softly. Y/N starts to lean in, and Tommy closes the gap. Y/N and Tommy share a sweet and passionate kiss, which starts to become heated into a makeout session, and Y/N picks Tommy up, sitting him on the hood of the car. He unbuttons Tommy's pants and slides them and his boxers down, and he smirks, gently moving down to lick Tommy's dick gently, before taking him into his mouth.
Tommy grunts quietly, placing his hand on Y/N's head, gripping his hair tightly. Y/N starts to bob his head quickly, deepthroating Tommy. Tommy bucks his hips and moans out, Y/N's name falling from his lips repeatedly. "F-Fuck, I'm close, Y/N." He grunts out, and Y/N smirks, sucking him a bit more, and Tommy cums down his throat, and it also dribbles doen his chin. Y/N cleans it off and smirks. Tommy hops off the car, and Y/N bends him over it, pulling his pants and boxers down enough to release his hard member. He lines up to Tommy and gently mumbles in his ear "You ready, Tom?" And Tommy nods. "Y-Yeah~." Y/N pushes into Tommy and gently holds his hips, moaning out quietly. Tommy moans out as well, and Y/N smirks. When he was all the way inside Tommy, he waited patiently, kissing at his clothed back gently.
When Tommy was ready, he pushes against Y/N, and he bites his lip. "Please, m~move~" he beggs, and Y/N snaps his hips up, pulling out then thrusting back into him deeply, and he instsntly started to go faster, moaning softly. Tommy grips his fists, looking back at Y/N, who thrusted hard and fast, panting heavily as he did so.
Tommy grunts out, and Y/N moves his hand around Tommy's waist, grabbing his aching cock, starting to jerk him off while he thrusted. Tommy grunts and moans out loudly when Y/N his his spot. "Fuck, right there, Y/N~ please, right there!~" he beggs, and Y/N obliges, thrusting hard ingo him, nailing his spot every single time, moaning out. Tommy growls lowly and pushes his hips into Y/N's hand and releases again, panting heavily. Y/N grunts and thrusts three more times before pushing in one final time amd releasing his seed, moaning out.
Y/N pulls out after a moment and lets Tommy go, licking the cum off his hand. "Hmm~ salty~" he mumbles, pulling his pants and boxers up, resituating his suspenders. "Come on, Tommy. Race is about to start. We don't want you to be late~" Y/N says, and Tommy nods, pulling his pants and boxers up, grabbin the jacket and gloves on quickly. He grabs the helmet and walks over to Y/N. "You better kick some ass, Tommy. I bet on Mickey to win~" he says, and Tommy kisses him deeply one last time before Y/N pulls away. Tommy turns around to walks away, and Y/N pats his ass, smirking seductively. "Good luck, Tommy boy~" he says and Tommy hops into the car, driving to the track.
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The aftermath.....
Y/N walks back over to Sam who was trying not to laugh. "Wow, you really railed into Tommy, we could hear you two from over here." He says, and Paulie laughs at this. Y/N flips them off and sighs, fixing his hair.
Turns out, Sam was coming to tell Tommy something, and he saw Y/N suckin Tommy off, then railing into him. Sam forgot what he was gonna say and just backed off slowly.
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Alright, -Good_Boio- there you go!!
