A Well Oiled Heart

Chapter 2

Twenty minutes later the sun had fully set and Franki sat in the passenger seat of Jason's car the blown out tyre and rim rattled on the back seat as the Pontiac sped down the road. Franki felt tired he had been stuck on the side of the road for hours. He looked over at Jason driving the car with enthusiasm and smiling broadly. Franki adored dimples and Jason had dimples for days. Those dimples where infectious every time he looked at Jason, he could feel his body tense with longing. Every time Jason bit his lip Franki felt as though he might faint. Although he was full of grease and dirty overalls Jason reminded Franki of Marlon Brando.

It had been a long time since Franki had been with someone his last relationship had ended in disaster; he did not want a repeat. Franki could not take his eyes off Jason. Jason looked over at Franki for a moment and their eyes met, time seemed to freeze.

The tension in the air was tangible like static electricity. Franki's heart pounded like it would explode out of his chest. His every attention was locked upon Jason's emerald eyes. Franki felt his body go from cold to hot as though a liquid fire had been poured over him.

***

Jason looked away he had a frown etched across his face. He could feel himself slightly trembling the attraction was powerful. His breathing was heavy; Jason could feel Franki was staring at him; it made him nervous as though butterflies were dancing in his stomach. They had driven in near silence yet the time together did not feel empty or lost. Jason bit his lip nervously and put his foot on the pedal causing the car to lurch forward.

"Do you race at all?" Franki asked. He had not taken his eyes off Jason for a while. "Like for fun or on a track?"

"Not on a regular basis," Jason replied. "I just enjoy the speed, it's like freedom. It allows me to clear my mind." Franki smiled.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Franki asked. Jason looked back at the road he could feel the frown on his face.

"There's too much going on in my mind right now," Jason replied, he pulled the car to the side of them and started staring out of the window.

"I feel afraid." Jason staring at nothing in particular, he just could not look at Franki, he did not know how he would react. "I'm not sure why I am telling you this, I just met you."

Franki moved closer along the seat, "What are you afraid of?" His face was right beside Jason's.

Jason turned his head; he was now almost nose to nose with Franki. He breathed hard through his nose, his jaw clenching, his stomach turning faster than the Pontiac's flywheel.

"I..I'm...not sure." Jason said drinking in the deep hazel shade's of Franki's eyes. "I guess I'm afraid of myself."

Franki leaned in a little closer, their lips barely touching.

"You know what I am afraid of?" Franki asked his lips trembling softly, his voice was almost a whisper.

Jason shook his head, very aware that his lips were so close to Franki's fleshy lips.

For a moment, nothing happened and then Franki smiled.

"This." He said, his smooth voice breaking the tense silence. Their lips met in an explosion of passion. Franki's lips were soft and full. Jason's heart pounded. His eyes closed. He felt Franki's hand on the back of his neck.

The world seemed to stand still. His body and every desire within him screamed out in victory. Their lips danced delicately. Jason could feel Franki's tight toned body through the white T-Shirt. He could feel his pants tighten and erection screaming to break free, roaring like a championship driver taking a victory lap. Franki unzipped the overall Jason wore and pulled it down by the shoulders exposing Jason's smooth muscular chest. Franki broke the kiss and moments later his Jason felt Franki's lips touch his neck. Jason shivered as a chill ran down his spine a tiny moan escaped from his mouth, he was struggling to breathe. The sheer pleasure overwhelmed him.

"Stop," Jason said simultaneously alongside another moan of pleasure. He could no longer take it his body told him it was what he wanted but his mind told him to stop.

"Stop, please stop!"

***

Franki pulled back, his was breathing heavy, his body tight with anticipation, and his dick stiff in his tight jeans. He sat back on the passenger's side. His lips tingled. The kiss was explosive. Franki knew one thing. He had never been kissed like that and he wanted more.

Jason had started the car and was again speeding down the road into town. Franki looked over at Jason, all he wanted to do was take the rest of the coverall off and take away all of Jason's fear.

The attraction between them was more than lust. Franki had felt lust; he had spent his fair share of time in public men's rooms and in dark alleyways. This was more than lust it was a desire Franki had never felt it was urgent and caused him to ache with an insatiable thirst for Jason.

"Is everything ok?" Franki asked quietly.

Jason continued staring at the road frowning, "No, how could you!" He said. It was not a question it was a statement.

"How could I?" Franki asked taken aback by the question. "You wanted that as much as I did."

Jason stared blankly out of the window. "Let's just get the tyre fixed; the shop is not much further," Jason said coldly. The electrical energy had broken.

"What are you so afraid of?" Franki asked frustrated.

***

Jason did not know if he was afraid or ashamed. He had just experienced a kiss that changed his world a kiss that broke his fear. For so many years he had resisted his urges, he had looked away when he

became aroused. He had lied and denied himself of who he truly was. He could tell he had hurt Franki and that, Franki too felt the chemistry between them. When their lips touched warmth spread through his body, the warmth he now craved. Jason thought back, he had made many mistakes in trying to hide his true self from the world. He knew that there was something special between him and Franki, the power of their kiss confirmed it to him. He felt his stomach drop as though he had driven into a ditch; he hoped that pushing Franki away he had not ruined it, whatever the 'it' between them was.