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The Monaco Grand Prix hadn’t gone the way Jake wanted.
He was racing well, considering the shit-box Ferrari had stuck him in this season. On Saturday he qualified P3, meaning he was on the second row of the grid for the first time in weeks. There’s nothing like the adrenaline of a front row fight at lights out.
However, Jake failed to realize two details that would determine his ability to even finish the race, the infamous Park Sunghoon. The younger boy had been some form of prodigy in the lower formulas, he even skipped F2 all together, migrating straight to a Mercedes seat. Toto Wolf, the Mercedes team principal, treated him like he was the second coming of Christ. More likely, that he could fill the Hamilton-shaped hole in their garage.
Secondly, Park Jongseong. The older boy had more of a slow burn into the spotlight, only truly catching the attention of Redbull in the later half of his F2 season, where he converted an 100 point championship gap to a championship winning season. Now he sat in the same garage as Max Verstappen, the reigning world champion and Jay’s idol on top of it all, at least that’s what the media was constantly telling him.
Jake had met the two boys of course, he raced with both of them in his time in F3 and F2, but that didn’t mean he liked them. When it came to Park Sunghoon, he had always gotten the vibe that the boy believed he was better than him. That he was a golden star and Jake was simply there, collecting dust in his car. The fans had coined the idea that they were rivals, simply because whenever they were side by side on track they could not help but go for blood.
(“Tell this ******* idiot to learn how to drive!” Jake exclaimed to his race engineer, as he narrowly missed a collision with Sunghoon.
“He told Sunoo that you can’t say that when you don’t have a real license." Heeseung sighed in response. )
Park Jongseong or Jay, as the paddock called him, he had a more positive relationship with. The two got along, much to Sunghoon’s dismay, and were often seen around the paddock together. It was clear that Jay didn’t hold any grudges against any of the drivers he had problems with in the lower formulas, Jake included, and he liked that about him.
Herein lies the problem with Jay, the fact that he was best friends with Sunghoon. They had been racing together since their karting days and were basically inseparable. Both were subject to many dating speculations from fans, purely from the clingy nature they had towards one another. Jake wasn’t exactly jealous of their dynamic, but he honestly lacked that level of connection with his fellow drivers.
Coincidentally, that lack of connection cultivated into him on the side of the road wheel to wheel with Sunghoon Park, both cars erupting in smoke. It had been a good race, more exciting than what Jake had witnessed all season. With Jay securing Pole after Max’s sudden retirement yesterday, and the sudden P2 qualification of the rookie for VCarb Riki Nishimura (or Ni-ki as he liked to be called), Jake found himself in a good position to fight for points.
Sunghoon had qualified P4, the Mercedes had been underperforming this weekend, much to his disappointment. Jake did not think the younger boy had the ability to fight him for a podium, Monaco left little space for the imagination, so overtaking was nearly impossible in most corners. Leaving the only true strategy in Monaco to the optimal pit windows.
The start had gone well, especially for Monaco’s standards, Jake advanced to P2 in the first corner, leaving Ni-ki to fight with Sunghoon behind him. He honestly let the rest of the grid blur in his mind as he set his train of thought in the RedBull ahead of him. Jay was producing fastest lap after fastest lap, but Jake knew what that meant for the older boy’s tyres, he was going to have to pit soon.
And if he were to pit, Jake could potentially stay out for longer and build a gap, or a safety car could guarantee him new tyres and remain in first. The thought of Jake winning the Monaco Grand Prix, of winning in Monaco itself, the city full of the Tifosi, ignited this determination in him.
Just as Jake expected, Jay entered the pitlane for new tyres, meaning the win was almost his for the taking. Heeseung began to talk through his radio.
“Sunghoon behind, 0.5s gap with DRS this lap, be careful.”
“He can’t overtake me on track, even he isn’t that stupid.” Jake complained as the Mercedes grew closer and closer in his rearview mirror. The laps closed down on him, Sunghoon crept closer and closer to the rear of his car. He was mad now, mad at the nerve of Sunghoon to attempt an overtake on a dangerous circuit. It was honestly infuriating.
The Mercedes's driver made his move, DRS enabled, a lunge when they both entered the straight at turn 4. Except he failed to overtake and the two drove side by side, on a street circuit where the straight could barely fit one car. The two driver’s tyres brushed and both spun, the two cars colliding with each other and then the barrier.
Heeseung cut into his ears. “Are you okay? No damage?”
“I’m just fine, him on the other hand is about to not be.” Jake said, pissed off and not usually known for a violent nature. But something about Park Sunghoon, from his almost perfect driving to his perfect face that angered Jake to look at, made him desperately want to punch the lights out of him.
Red flags waved, motioning the drivers to enter the pits to await the damage being removed from the track. Jake exited his car with as much grace as possible for a mid-race crash and looked at the driver in front of him, who looked way too calm for just ending his own race and Jake’s. He walked toward Sunghoon, eyes full of rage. “And what was that?”
“An attempt at an overtake, something you do to get ahead of someone in a race.”
“That wasn’t an attempt at an overtake, it was an attempted murder, you psychopath!”
“Well, at least Jay will win now.” Sunghoon sighed, like this wasn’t a big deal to him. That losing the opportunity to win the most revered Grand Prix in existence was as simple as losing a karting race. Volunteers surrounded them, attempting to lift the two cars from the street.
He grabbed Sunghoon with his fireproofs. “This race may not matter to you because your boyfriend’s in first, but for some of us, our career is determined by crashes like these.”
The younger boy straightened his posture then, his eyes grew more serious. He grabbed Jake’s wrist that had a hold on him. “First off, what he is to me isn’t your business. Second, who’s to say this crash isn’t just as much your fault then mine?”
“You drive me crazy, Park.” Jake sighed, more annoyed than anything. “We’ll see who the stewards side with.”
Sunghoon nodded and the two began the walk of shame to the Monaco pit-lane, in awkward silence.
“And for the first time in his Formula 1 career, he secures a win in Monaco. Truly a race for the ages. From Max’s second hand man to the front seat, Jay Park wins the Monaco Grand Prix!”
They witnessed Jay win the race on the mega screens littered across the track. There were screams from the RedBull paddock, all cheering for the older boy’s first Monaco win, especially his race engineer Yang Jungwon. Jay was effectively drowned in champagne, all smiles as his team lifted him into the air, trophy in hand.
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The festivities for Jay’s first Monaco win were nothing if not extravagant. Jake stood on a private yacht in the middle of the ocean, as shitty club music and incoherent drunk conversations blurred all around him. He was still salty about earlier, the sheer nonchalance that came out of Sunghoon, when they both knew they were lucky to escape that crash unscathed.
He felt solely out of place, of course Jake had friends on the grid, but he was sadly the type to talk to his mechanic more than his teammate. And with Heeseung being Heeseung, using some excuse that he had something (more likely someone) to do, which left Jake alone on a yacht party for a race he crashed out of.
Jake entered the yacht kitchen, more to escape the open water and find a hole to dig himself into then to get himself a drink. He came face to face with Jay, as he poured what Jake could only assume was expensive booze into three glasses. He smiled at the race winner.
“Good race out there today, you deserved the win.”
Jay returned his smile. “Thanks, sure it took long enough. Sorry about how your race ended, I know it isn’t easy.”
It felt like a slap in the face, being reminded of the crash. “It wasn’t my fault, so I feel better than usual.” He grabbed a glass that Jay had poured and downed it in one swallow.
He cringed as the alcohol went down his throat. It’s then that Sunghoon walked into the kitchen. He grabbed Jay by the waist from behind and rested his head on the older boy’s shoulder, entirely ignoring Jake’s existence.
“These parties are always too much, we should go somewhere, just us.” Sunghoon sighed into Jay’s shoulder, in a tone far too intimate for Jake.
Jay coughed awkwardly. “About that, I wanted to talk to you both, alone.”
Sunghoon realized Jake existed in the room after that. “Why does he have to come?”
“Why me as well? Don’t you two have better things you could be doing.” Jake agreed, whatever Sunghoon wanted to do with Jay was surely none of his business.
Jay rolled his eyes and pulled his boyfriend off of him. At least Jake assumed that was his boyfriend after the sheer amount of physical contact he just witnessed. He handed his boyfriend one of the drinks he poured and motioned both of them to the lower deck, where the loud ambience of the party lulled into the background.
They reached the master bedroom then, a room with huge sliding doors and had a private view of the water. Jake had been extremely bored in the early hours of the party and found the exact model online, sue him. Once inside, Jake and Sunghoon sat awkwardly on the master bed, both as far apart as possible without sliding off the bed.
Jay began. “You too need to work out whatever rivalry you’ve got going on.”
“Baby—” Sunghoon started, already ready to blame Jake for the crash. His boyfriend interrupted him and put a finger in front of his mouth. “You be quiet. I know you Hoon, you are going to blame Jake for everything when you’re clearly also at fault.”
Sunghoon nodded slowly and didn’t speak another word. Jake found it fascinating that Park Sunghoon, racing marvel and future world champion would shut up simply because his boyfriend told him too. A part of him secretly enjoyed it.
“I love you, Hoon. And Jake, I’ve been wanting to get closer to you outside of the season, but you two need to just kiss and make up at this point.”
“What?” Jake asked, genuinely confused. He understood what Jay was feeling, he too wanted to be closer to the RedBull driver, but there was a looming threat behind every interaction he had with Jay. Sunghoon was glued to Jay in the paddock, when the two were given free time during race weekends. It was hard to be friends with someone when their boyfriend was constantly side-eyeing you for existing.
Jay explained. “I thought if you two just made out, you would finally see that this whole rivalry thing is stupid. We can all coexist together then.”
Sunghoon finally spoke up. “Baby, why would you even think about that?”
“First off you’re both hot, so in return you two making out would also be.” Jay shrugged. “And I know deep down that you both are into each other. I clocked it a while ago, actually.”
“I’m not into him.” Jake and Sunghoon exclaimed at the same time.
“Great and you both are in denial. Do it, make out, I’ll be watching so it’s not weird.”
“I think that makes it even more weird.” Jake said honestly. He looked at Sunghoon then and found the younger boy's eyes glued to him. Maybe he didn’t know Sunghoon as well as he thought he did, maybe under all the layers of ego he was actually a person worth talking to. Sunghoon didn’t look away, if anything he stared more intently at the Australian in front of him.
“Go ahead, I’ll be watching back here. Be good, Hoon.”
He inched closer to Jake then and he felt dizzy from how surreal this situation was. Sunghoon was first and foremost his rival, the one person one track that he would do anything to destroy. He didn’t want Sunghoon, he knew it, how could he like someone so obnoxiously perfect?
Jake found himself moving closer as well, like the two boys were magnets that once retracted each other but now were subconsciously being pulled together. Sunghoon got close enough for contact and placed a hand on the back of Jake’s neck. Inches away from his face, his rival whispered in his ear.
“Today was totally your fault.”
Sunghoon’s lips crashed into Jake's, hungry and desperate. It was awkward at first, especially because both of them emphasized minutes prior how much they didn’t want to comply with Jay's strange plan. But here they were, stuck in this continuous need to keep contact with each other, they grasped for air.
Jake decided why not, you only get to make out with Park Sunghoon so many times in your life and inserted his tongue in Sunghoon’s mouth, which elicited a moan from the younger boy. He felt weirdly confident in this moment, like he had finally overpowered his biggest rival.
“Good to know you like things in your mouth.” Jake managed to speak in between.
Somewhere in the background of whatever this was, Jay nodded. “I can attest to that, I have never met anyone else with a bigger oral fixation.” The oldest walked towards the others then, as if he was about to test his theory. And test it he did, Jay offered his boyfriend two fingers and Sunghoon happily obliged them. “See? He’s like a dog with a bone. So good for me.”
Jake flushed then, he doesn’t think he’s even been this personal with Jay before. But here he sat, inches away from Jay’s boyfriend, his mouth full of his boyfriend’s fingers as he happily motioned his mouth up and down on them. “Why are you showing me this?”
“Did you not understand my explanation earlier?” Jay moved closer to him. “I want both of you, I won the Monaco Grand Prix, it’s only fair that I get what I want.”
“And how long have you wanted,” Jake gestured to him and then Sunghoon, “This?”
“Since F3, I used to dream about it a lot, Sunghoon knew.” Jay confessed, with no shame in his statement. “Plus, I knew you needed to blow off some steam after today.”
“So you’re saying it was Sunghoon’s fault then?”
He removed his fingers then and Sunghoon slowly breathed from his mouth. He looked up at Jay, out of the haze the fingers put him under. “I know my boyfriend’s reckless, I tell him all the time. I just thought this time, we could advise him to act less recklessly.”
Oh.
Jake could admit he found both of them attractive, he was first a man and a driver second. Sunghoon had always been far too gorgeous for his own good, he was the kind of driver to land modelling gigs and magazine covers. Jay on the other hand, was equally as attractive, but in a more ruggish way. Jake had spent far longer than he wanted to admit staring at photos of him in his fireproofs after a fight with another driver, there was a fire in his eyes that drove Jake insane.
He realized then he wanted them both, he didn’t know how long he wanted that, but he knew he wanted it now.
Oh.
“I guess you were right then, Jay.” Jake sighed, with no real annoyance. “You always are, aren’t you?”
Jay smirked, “I’ve been told that once or twice.”
“And what exactly are we teaching Park?” Jake asked, genuinely curious what was running through Jay’s brain at that moment. The older boy chuckled, he pushed his boyfriend so he laid flat on top of the bed. “Call him Hoon, it gets him going.”
“Hoon, then.” Jake stated, a smirk grew wider on his face. Now this was fun.
Jay began to undo Sunghoon's shirt, the younger simply complied with the action as each button was slowly removed. Jake liked him like this, so utterly content to have everything done for him and to him. Jay explained. “Hoon here is going to let you fuck him. Because he made you crash out today and that was shitty, wasn’t it, babe?”
Sunghoon slowly nodded, his eyes hooded over with an emotion Jake couldn’t pinpoint. Was it just the overwhelming submissive nature he was presenting? Whatever it was, Jake liked this side of him. He just didn’t understand how Jay factored into this dynamic.
“And what about you?”
“I’ll get my fill too, I promise.” Jake wondered what Jay meant by that and he’s sure he’ll know later. In all honesty, this season had done irreparable damage to Jake’s sex life, he hadn’t hooked up with anyone in months and here Park Sunghoon was, waiting for him on a silver platter.
“You sure you’re okay with this?” Jake asked, directed at both of them.
“More than you know, we’ve talked about this before, trust me.” He motioned to the hem of Sunghoon’s pants, ready to fully expose the boy underneath him. “It’ll be fun, he loves this, you’ll see.”
Jake is nothing if not easily convinced. He shed his shirt and pants, he stood in his boxers as Jay began to prep Sunghoon. The Mercedes driver began to write as Jay inserted one finger at a time. “He’s already prepped, I just like to mess with him first.”
Jay trailed kisses down Sunghoon’s body then, sending the boy underneath him into a state Jake would pay to witness again. He looked so pliant, so submissive, ready to give what either of them wanted to take from him. Jake asked, “Does he always get like this?”
The older boy nodded, his eyes fixated on Sunghoon. “Everytime, he swears he’s not the bottom, though.” Jay ran his hand down Sunghoon’s length then, the boy jolted in pleasure, Jay smirked once again. “I like to prove him wrong.”
“Are you ready then?” He asked Jake, and the Australian could only nod, suddenly embarrassed with how intimate this was. Jake had never seen Sunghoon shirtless before this, and now he was splayed out on the bed in front of him, his for the taking.
Maybe karma was real, at least Jake thought so after this.
Jay wasn’t done. “Use your words, baby, ask him what you want.”
Sunghoon sat there for a moment, flushed and exposed. He begged, his voice being just above a whisper. “Please fuck me, Jakey.”
Jakey, 12 hours ago Sunghoon was his enemy and now he was begging to be fucked by him, cute nickname and all.
Jake could get used to this. “Thank you for using your words, I’ll take good care of you, I promise.”
Sunghoon nodded and closed his eyes, putting full trust in Jake to do what he wanted. The Ferrari driver walked toward the bed and teased his entrance, Sunghoon moaned underneath him. Jay did not stand still though, Jake soon found his hands trailing down his waist, as if he had stumbled right into a relationship and had already found his place in it.
He entered Sunghoon then, making sure not to move too quickly, he wanted payback from earlier in a way. The boy underneath him remained still, as if he was waiting for permission to move. “I’m going to move, okay? You can too.”
Sunghoon nodded and started to move in rhythm as Jake began thrusting. He moaned constantly, it grew louder and louder the longer Jake was inside. Jake loved this side of him, someone who was so easily controllable.
Jay’s hand travelled further down his hips, as if Jake was a new person for him to tease. He kissed Jake’s neck, softly as if he was scared to break him.
Sunghoon, however, begged for more. “Keep going, I’m almost there—”
Jake slowed down then, letting his thrusts cease to exist, a shit-eating grin plastered across his face. “How’s it feel, huh, Hoon? To have something good stripped from you?”
Sunghoon stood still then, like he was being denied something for me this first time. “Why’d you stop?”
Jake replied, voiced laced in control. “Why did you crash into me today?”
“I’m sorry, please,” Sunghoon mewled, lost in his own pleasure.
Jay clicked his tongue. “Tsk tsk, you can’t even answer Jake’s question, you’re so gone it’s adorable.”
The older boy moved then, positioned himself in a way that was awfully intimate to Jake, more intimate than the contact they had earlier. “Maybe we should have him have a taste of his own medicine, Jakey?”
Jake’s control in this situation faded the second Jay had his hands on him. The dynamic shifted, Sunghoon laid there frustrated while Jay staked his claim on him, all while Jake was still inside. Jake felt disoriented, like his world was spinning on its axis.
“I’d like that,” Jake quietly admitted, his dignity leaving the room they were in. Jay’s lips joined his then and it felt different than what it had been like with Sunghoon. Where Sunghoon was submissive, Jay was completely and totally dominant. He grasped Jake’s hair like a lifeline, content to stay this close forever.
“I knew you’d taste sweet.” Jay said as he wet his lips again. “I had a bet with Hoon and everything.”
“Am I the only one who didn’t know about this dynamic?”
“You’re a slow observer, it’s okay.” Jay reached down lower and motioned down Jake’s length. “I’ll get you up to speed on what I want.”
He pushed Jake then, he laid on the bed right next to Sunghoon, who still writhed in his wasted orgasm. Jay suspended Jake’s arms over his head, he didn’t know if he liked or disliked the total loss of control he had at this moment.
“And what shall I do with you?” Jay almost purred. “I am today’s winner after all.”
Jake stirred underneath him, now understanding what Sunghoon was feeling earlier, he felt almost a haze come over him. Jay sobered up for a moment, “You’re okay with this, right?”
“Yeah, I like this, really like this,” Jake admitted underneath him.
Jay smiled, his jawline defined in the dimmed lighting, the water rustled in the background. “Good.”
He moved his mouth down Jake, he kissed his neck all the way down to his stomach. “God I’ve wanted this for so long.”
Jay took Jake in his mouth then, his cheeks hollowed as he swallowed his tip to base, he motioned up and down in a way that drove Jake crazy. He hadn’t expected this to be what Jay wanted to do with him so intently. But damn if it didn’t feel good.
He almost choked down on Jake’s length, lapping up and down like he had something to prove, Jake didn’t know if this was for him or just for Jay. It felt like it lasted for hours, Jake was on the brink of insanity, as he waited for any sign that he was allowed to finish.
He didn’t know when his brain decided that him finishing was a choice Jay had to make, but that sentiment was pretty concrete right now. Jake waited patiently, like a dog wanting a treat. Jay seemed pretty content to torture him, making him feel good with no real promise of release.
The older boy finally went up for air. “You can cum, sweetheart. You’re not the one being punished tonight.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. Jake came without a second thought, seeing white as he came all over Jay’s hand, which had given him the last few pumps he needed to see stars. He broke out of the state Jay had him in for a moment and noticed Sunghoon again, he looked at the boys with this intensity Jake couldn’t describe.
Jay must have registered Jake's confusion. “He likes to watch.”
Jake flushed, because he honestly understood. If it were Jay and Sunghoon in the same situation as him, he would be content to sit and watch them go at it, maybe somewhere deep down he wanted too.
“Good thing the show’s not over,” Jay added. “But I think we can let Hoon join us again, if he promises to behave.”
Jay looked at his boyfriend then with an emotion Jake can describe as love, and he felt a pang of jealousy. Of course, he had been envious of the pairing before tonight, but after what and who he’s done, he’s not sure if he wants to give the two of them up in the morning.
“Will you behave, baby?”
“Yes.” Sunghoon said, almost inaudible to Jake, who laid feet away from him.
“I can’t hear you, use your words for me, pretty.”
“I’ll behave, I’m sorry.” Sunghoon whimpered, a single tear ran down his cheek. This was getting way more intense then Jake had originally expected. It was a stark contrast to how the two acted in the public or on social media.
“Good boy, that’s all you had to do.”
Jay patted closer to Jake on the bed, like he was motioning a dog to sit. “Move closer baby, we’ll make you feel good too.”
Jake felt weirdly included, he laced his voice in honey. “You deserve it, you’ve been so patient Hoon. I know you’re sorry for earlier now.”
And that’s genuinely how he felt, he felt weirdly protective over Sunghoon now, like the boy meant something to him. This terrified Jake, why would a meaningless hookup with two fellow drivers ever actually lead to something serious? He was deluding himself for thinking otherwise.
“Since you love it so much, I think it’s about time I had my way with you.” Jay pulled Sunghoon closer to the edge of the bed, dangerously close to his cock. “Jake, be good and help me for a bit.”
Jake subconsciously nodded. The Australian did as he was told, as his lips connected with Sunghon’s, painfully slow, like he was torturing him on purpose. Jay wasted no time, and thrust in almost too quickly. Sunghoon moaned in surprise, the noise caught in between his lips as Jake pressed his tongue inside the younger boy’s mouth.
“Doing so good for us, Hoon.” Jay said, his voice raspy, it sounded almost like a pant, in between thrusts.
Jake hummed in agreement, as their lips separated, he replaced his lips with his fingers. Sunghoon readily accepted them, he whined as he sucked up and down Jake’s digits, like this was exactly where he wanted to be.
Jake could go again if he kept this up. “So good, Hoonie. Just a little longer.”
Jay picked up the pace then, each thrust matching the pace Sunghoon moved up and down on Jake’s fingers. He sat in anticipation and needed, as he waited for permission, any sign that he would be allowed to do what he had been denied all night.
“You can cum, baby.”
Sunghoon instantly erupted into a mess of whines as he finished, still happily sucking in Jake’s fingers. He removed them from Sunghoon’s mouth, not wanting to push him even more off the edge.
Silence laid upon the room for the first time since whatever this was started. Jay and Sunghoon breathed in unison, both satisfied and tired. Jake felt awkward then, like he was invading a space that didn’t belong to him.
Sunghoon broke the silence first. “Don’t tell anyone about this please.”
“What? That you like up the ass? We all do, you’re not special.” Jake chuckled. “You saw me back there, I would’ve done whatever Jay asked.”
“Good to know.” Jay mentally stored that information for a later date. The three sat there for a moment, too scared to admit what he just passed between them.
“Are we going to talk about this?” Jay broke the ice.
Jay smiled sincerely then. “Only if you’re comfortable with it.”
“I am.” Jake admitted.
“Then I want you, I think you can see he wants you, and it’s clear you want us. Unless this stays in the bedroom for you.” Jay explained.
He didn’t know when this started to mean more to him than his average daydream at night, but it certainly had exceeded a meaningless hookup he would never think of again. Maybe he could tolerate Sunghoon’s existence, maybe he’d even grown to like it.
“It’s more than tonight for me too, as long as Sunghoon says sorry.”
Jay chuckled and Sunghoon rolled his eyes as he regained the banter the two boys usually had with each other. “I think I said it well enough earlier, sorry though.”
“Wait until Toto finds out all three of us are together.”
Jake asked, he wanted more of a straight answer. “So we are? Together, then.”
“Until you get sick of us.” Jay concluded with a smile.