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"Onward" he says as he turns and leads me to the car, holding the door open for me. "After you, Princess." he says, I roll my eyes and start to climb into the car. He always did like to ham it up.

"HOLD UP." he says with a smile, almost closing the door but stopping it and me from putting my seatbelt on. "My car, my rules, princess" he says and motions to me "pants off first." He stares into my eyes challenge and dare clear in his eyes.

My body is a mix of shame, fear, excitement, and anger. 'He's still trying to provoke me with these games of chicken, I won't be the first to back down, I never was.' My anger at my recent losses fuels me to regain some bit of pride in this Frenemy rivalry, I unzip my pants and take them off, showing my legs in their stockings, garter, panties.

As I do, he slams the door, walks around the car and hops in.

Half hard from the feeling already, having almost gotten used to it in my pants but it and the feeling of exposed skin on seat brings my arousal back.

"Now that was hot princess." he says with a grin. I say nothing, feeling my heart pounding in my chest and the shame I feel about my outfit, but doing my best to hide it so he can't capitalize on it, backing down now would feel like a loss.

"You still haven't shown me your ass yet, you know you want to, or are you too shy." he says with a coy look right when I start to settle down a little, legs still crossed to try and hide my cock.

I glare at him, shift my position, lift my hips and pull the panties down to show him my ass.

I look at him in the eyes, hoping my defiant anger shows more than my shame as he chuckles "You look so cute when you're mad," He teases before looking back at the road and changing the subject. "So whats your plan for your car, your mechanic can't happy right now."

"No she isn't I'm waiting for a call and to get yelled at... She warned me the power a more than that transmission could take and to take it easy."

"So when you saw me staying close you did as you normally do and red-lined it?"

"Yeah." I sigh, starting to feel comfortable as we continued to talk car shop.

It wasn't long before we were joking like old times, with only a little of the rivalry or teasing poking through.

That was until we made it to the start line, it looked so different with out the normal crowd, Like any other failed housing development.

"Well, let's see what I can do, have to give you all the edge we can so when I crush you again it will be properly rubbed in whose on top." He says as he leans over, pulling me close to his, I'm not sure why I don't try to stop him, He is stronger than me but I'm sure he would back off if I pushed. Instead I let him pull me in. "I wonder what kind of rewards I can get you to forfeit next time, in that outfit you almost a girl, but not quite. That cock of yours would look cute straining against in a skirt instead of pants, and I wouldn't need to have to take off your pants to 'see' you." He says and then whispers in my ear. "Is it the panties or me that has you rock hard just from a side hug? You like this more than you let on don't you."

I am frozen with his words they feel almost like a kiss on my ears. My beat raises, my body seems to want this, but I don't. "I..." My thoughts are so mixed up, my cock is straining against my panties.

"You don't have to answer now. I'm not entitled to you, yet." He says, shifting the car and racing off. "I get what we both want before long, now hold on. " I mull this over in my mine as the wind brushes against my pant less legs send shivers up my spine and keeping me hard, after a little while on the roads he pulls the car past the finish line and then takes a turn off I didn't know about and off the road. I was so distracted by my jumbled thoughts and my arousal to really pay attention to his racing, but it does take me back to when we used to do stuff like this back in the day, before I got my own car and before the cluster-fuck that was my relationship Becky and Alex's reaction, the jealous prick, I didn't even know he liked her.

He stops it in a out of the way place deeper into the county on the back-roads than I'd ever been. The sun is setting as he gets out and throws a blanket on top of hood of his car and waves for me to get out and join him. He pats the hood as walks to the back and grabs some cheap beers, I hop on and then feel him sliding next to me when he joins me, I have my legs pulled up and my arms wrapped around them, feeling exposed even though its just us.

"I thought we could do like old times, go out and BS while we watch the sunset, or use that as our excuse to drink a few beers stolen from our dads."

"Yeah those were good time, remember when you day caught you with the ones I bought?"

"Yeah he was more angry at my choice in brand. I totally threw that on you by the way." We share a laugh. "Your day never caught you, but only found out when my dad gave him shit for his taste, God I remember your face at that BBQ, Its the same one you made when your dad gave you that Single Malt Scotch we had been sneaking drinks from and watering down for years. You could see in his eyes he was daring you to out yourself as the culprit."

"Yeah great to remember looking back, scared the crap out of me at the time, I also remember that was also your Idea. Don't worry I also threw you under the buss for that later." I finish with a smirk.

Its not long before we're fully back in time to before when we were the others only true confidant. The stars are coming out by the time I realize how long we've been out here, "They look stunning out here, breath taking."

"Yes you are."

I turn to him a question on my lips at the corny line. I see his eyes locked on me, and my heart flutters.

Before I know it hes pulling me close to lean into him and relax fully from my position holding my legs. It feels nice to be held in this cold, and I'm reminded of the reaction from the side hug I got earlier but I can't get my self to overly care.

We lay like that for awhile before I find him putting one hand on my leg as the other moves from my shoulder to my waist. "What are you doing" I ask nervously.

He looks over to me, "You've never made out on a car? This is how it starts." He says as his hand slowly starts to move up my thigh as the other goes down my back to the him of my shirt as he leans in for a kiss. A shiver roles up my spine as my body leans in of its own accord like this situation was normal. He's less than an inch away from my lips when I jerk back and say. "Alex...I can't"

He pulls back his hand and his lips but not before whispering in my ears. "That's Fine, there always next time, or next bet. Cute girl like you is worth the work." I can't place the feeling that simple act gives me but my cock, already straining more than I ever thought it could, dripped a drop of pre-cum into my panties, I pray he can't see it in this light. "Its probably time to get us both home anyways."

He prompts me you get up as he starts to pack things in. I hop back into his car when it finally starts to dawn on me what was going on, he had been fighting so hard to be better than me and win these races because he likes me but is in denial about his sexuality, that's why hes making me shave and dress like this, he thinks this is his loophole to stay straight and still have me. Doesn't he know that's still gay, a part of my brain points out 'what does that make you, getting this turned on?'

I shake that thought away, the hypocrisy only lost on me with great effort. 'He thinks if he wins and bets something big he can keep me trying again and again, so he can have his little "gay" experiences.'

As this comes to light, a wave of shame, anger, and humiliation rushes over me as I look at my legs and leaking cock, starting to finally recede. 'How did I fall for this? I let myself get dragged into this stupid mess.'

As the frustration rises I snap at him when he gets back into the car. "Do you think this is some sort of game?" I glare at him.

He looks over with a surprised look, "No I don't"

"You bet something new and humiliating each time. Now it's garter belts and panties. When the fuck does it end?" I snap at him, I don't mean to snap at him but I'm pissed, and still afraid to plainly say what I think I figured out. So I direct it into my harsh tone.

"I'm just a little sick and twisted. It's fun to make you squirm and be all embarrassed." He says with a small laugh, as he looks out the front.

'This mother-FUCKER, is going to make me say it in plain English!' I yell inside my head as I start to boil over, ready to tear into him. But what he says next takes that wind out of my sails.

"You get embarrassed easily. You really love to play along, you never just quit. You want this too just like me, and this is our way of having each other and not hating ourselves afterwards, right? Why else would you play along. We've been in this together form the start.... right?" He started with full confidence before petering out at the end, clear confusion on his face. "Why else you you not just back out, why keep folding to the lightest of pressure, all the 'mistakes' that led to sexier shots, You practically melted in my arms at the laundromat!" He finishes getting flustered himself now. "Your even leaking like a your in heat." He states as a matter of fact.

'Oh god he saw.' I have never blushed brighter in my life.

My mind races, he has a point. I could have stopped this but so could he.

We both knew we were making each other hot and bothered.

I just never said it but he definitely did, and he noticed it in me, but it didn't stop us, so why was I angry about it all of a sudden.

'Is it the fact he has a point that has me so mad. The fact that he can see what's going on and I couldn't. That I was getting so turned on in this contrived situation without being aware? Did I like it enough to be OK with everything that had me angry.'

I feel like my world is shattering, the only other person who knew what was going on is telling me, the world was never really what I thought it was.

We ride the rest of the way in silence.

He drops me off at my car and I put my pants back on wordlessly. He calls out before driving away. "I didn't realize you weren't aware, I'm sorry. If you change your mind, just call, I'll leave you alone and stop teasing you."

I call back as he Leaves "You'll know my answer when it's race day and I show up or not! I'm still owed that rematch!" I head home. My mind is still in shambles when I get there and head up to my room.

I turn my computer on, going to my email as I always do. When I do a my cloud storage informs me that its backed up my recent sent message attachments. I click on it to see how much I can delete and whats important for work. Its mostly the the pics and vids I sent Alex. 'How had I not seen this. The way the teasing, flirting and humiliation had been growing since the start, going along with the goal he was clearing working me toward, and I was too dumb to notice it. The first few bets weren't to humiliate me, but to get to the next race. To get me deep enough in that I would let the next few push my boundaries. I had just rolled with it because of how I felt about the racing, I wanted to be the better driver, but it didn't hurt me to be embarrassed, did it?'

Its at this point I remember why I bought my own car and started these races with him, I wanted to get back into the scene I had been when we were friends, but I only went when I was with him, there were plenty of people that would show up just to watch but I couldn't do that, I tried it once and all it made me realize is i wanted to be apart of it not just watching it.

When I showed up with my car, freshly bought and stock I was teased about that, especially when they asked what I planned to do with it and I didn't know.

When Alex showed up, I had hoped we could reconnect over driving now the way we used to when I would just ride along with him for fun.

Instead the first words he said to me after a year of the cold shoulder was an insult about how I never paid enough attention when with him to even know what a good street racing car was, "-Really a stock z350?" and then told the crowd as much before leaving.

I had felt like a kicked puppy, I needed to make him feel as humiliated as I felt, especially after he was shaking his head at me when I lost my first race, so I everyday I would race my previous time, show up and race others, again and again until I had a shot at beating him.

This had strained my already deteriorating relationship with Becky, until she broke up with me when I wouldn't change my plans of racing Alex The first time.

I can still remember the face he made when I beat him. I felt bad for a second, I had unknowingly taken Becky and now his hobby. That's how the rivalry really started, He finally cheered up when he heard I broke up with Becky, I was waiting for him to make his move and see her with him at some point, but he never did, the coward. 'Why be so prissy if he wasn't ever going to go for...it...' "Oh, Fuck."

Today's events and my walk down memory lane finally let my brain catch up to reality. He wasn't jealous of me getting Becky he, it was of her getting all my time, he ghosted me after I canceled plans to be with her twice that week.

"How the fuck do I deal with this?"

Finally got CHYOA to let me post this. Turns out it was my fault, I did not know that using an emoji to give the texts a more real feel would crash the upload. My bad guys.

On a side note, Chapters are posted early on my Patreon, Link in Bio. It also has the most recent updates for the game I'm working on. Along with other goodies like a discord and chapter art. ♥