False God

Chapter twelve

2020

Max POV

-How do you not get bored? To be so far ahead of everyone else and not have any real disputes. -I ask Lewis.

-I get bored but being focused on winning the title keeps me concentrated. -Lewis answers me.

After the Spanish GP race Lewis comes to my hotel, and after spending 15 minutes explaining to the receptionist that I have lost my key card while Lewis is hiding in some hallway, we finally get in, but the race although monotonous was tiring because of the heat so all we do is lie down and talk while Lewis caresses my head and I outline his tattoos with my fingers.

-Do you think you'll pass Michael's record? -I ask.

-I hope so, to be honest, it would be amazing to have this record, until a few years ago my title was to be the first black man in history to enter formula 1, if I retire as the driver with the most titles it would be significant beyond the sport. I grew up without any reference, I want to be the reference for the children.

When Lewis finishes speaking, I don't even know what to say, I never imagined this, of course not, it's a reality so different from mine and I never made a point to look at other perspectives, when social issues don't hit us directly we hardly pay attention to them, and this is a sucks. Sometimes I forget how bad the world is, even after six titles many people are cruel to Lewis, I have seen many racist comments on the internet about him, things I wish he never sees, but somehow, I know he does.

-I hope you win your eighth title. - I say and hug him.

-I didn't even win this one and we're already talking about the next one. -He says and I feel him laugh.

-This is because you are unstoppable, really, the car is amazing, and you're fantastic. But don't get used to it, you'll win this year and it's very likely that you'll win next year too, but in 2022 with the new regulations I'll be there to compete with you for real, and I'll win. -I say.

-So, you think I'm fantastic? -He asks, and I don't even have to look at him to know that he has a smug smile on his face.

-Of all the things I've said, is that all you pay attention to? -I ask, looking at him.

-That was my favorite part. -He says and turns us, getting on top of me.

Lewis kisses me full of desire as his hand moves down my belly towards my cock, when he puts his hand inside my pants I stop kissing him and let out a moan.

-Max?

Fuck. Holy shit. I open my eyes and Lewis moves away from me quickly, we're standing looking at Charles, who's paralyzed looking at us.

-I just came to give you your key card that you forgot this morning in my room, I thought you were with Alex, but he told me you weren't, so even though I knew you had a new key card I came to talk to you, but you're very busy right now. I'll leave you alone, sorry for disturbing you. -Charles says and leaves, and as much as he tries to keep his voice calm I know he's angry.

I have no reaction but when I finally get up it is too late, he has already entered the elevator. I go back to my room and put on a shirt I don't even need to tell Lewis I'm going to Charles, he offers me a ride to Charles' hotel, and I accept.