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Summer Of Cum 2023

Day 8 - Multiple orgasms

Pairing: Daniel/Oscar

WC: 849

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Daniel hated Oscar.

It was complicated, truly, because Daniel doesn’t consider himself hateful, or mean, or malicious. He knew Oscar was, at most, an innocent bystander, but sometimes, it felt nice to have a scapegoat to pin all of his shortcomings on.

Hated, is the keyword, past tense. Daniel hated Oscar, but now, it was much different.

Daniel sometimes thinks about it as his hands coast along expanses of pale, freckled skin, touching soft curves that’ll turn into muscle with enough training. He thinks about it when chocolate brown eyes stare up at him from between his legs, with wet lashes and tear-stained cheeks.

Daniel is thinking about it as Oscar’s hips move in figure eights, grinding himself down onto his cock. Oscar is leaning back on his hands, planted behind him on Daniel’s thighs, using them as leverage. Daniel shouldn’t even be at this hotel, where the rest of the McLaren team were in the surrounding rooms, probably listening to Oscar’s sharp moans and his own groans of pleasure.

Daniel’s hands are gripping bruisingly at Oscar’s waist, helping him move up and down. Oscar is always shameless and doesn’t care about whether he’s too loud or if someone could see, something he’d learned quickly and had to come to terms with.

“Ah- Fuck,” Oscar whimpered, his cock slapping uselessly against his stomach, already straining as his first orgasm hit. He hadn’t even been riding Daniel for that long, but it was just that good. Oscar is coming all over himself, some dripping down his length and the rest getting on his tummy or on Daniel’s.

What Oscar most loved about Daniel was his willingness to be used, how he could lay there and let Oscar fuck himself silly on his cock for as long as he wanted. Daniel was perfect in that regard, in every regard, really.

“Good boy,” Daniel hummed contentedly, eyes trained on Oscar’s cock, which was somehow still hard. The kid had stamina like no one’s business, so his ability to give himself multiple orgasms was barely a surprise, definitely a welcome aspect of his sex drive.

Oscar felt his whole body set ablaze when Daniel spoke, cheeks red and skin covered in a layer of sweat, making his hair stick to his forehead. “Don’t stop,” he begged, not letting up on his own movements despite his oversensitivity feeling quite intense.

Daniel didn’t, he would never, not when Oscar’s begging sounded like music to his ears. Daniel doubled down and pushed up into him as Oscar slammed himself down, nails digging crescent-moon shapes into the younger man’s skin.

Oscar came again a few moments later, weaker this time, come dribbling pathetically down the length of his dick. “Daniel,” he moaned, mouth hanging open in pleasure. “Fuck me, fuck me,” he babbled. Oscar felt like he was going insane, driven mad by the man underneath him.

As much as Daniel loved watching Oscar make himself come over and over like this, he can’t take his own desire and lust anymore, sitting up and going to lay Oscar on his back. In the new position, he still had his hands on his waist, though it was much easier to fuck into him harshly, hips snapping back and forth, making the slapping sounds between them even louder. “Fucking take it,” he groaned, nearly drawing blood from his bottom lip as he sunk his teeth into it.

Oscar barely registered that he was now on his back, his brain full of Daniel, Daniel, Daniel, every synapse firing on all cylinders. At this new angle, Daniel felt like he was deeper than before. That, combined with him telling him to take it, made Oscar tremble in delight, so far gone for Daniel that he’d do absolutely anything for him, no question.

Daniel didn’t stop until he felt Oscar squeeze around him a third time, the rookie coming dry, nothing left in him as his final orgasm wracked through him. It pushed Daniel over the edge, too, still fucking into him as he came, making it spill out of him in globs.

Oscar was reduced to sweet whines and heaving gasps for air, not able to form words after coming three times in a row. The feeling of Daniel’s come inside of him was indescribably good, such a perfect reminder of who Oscar’s body belonged to. Oscar lay limp against the bed, Daniel putting all of his weight on top of him as he also tried to gather himself. His arms went to wrap around his neck, keeping them pressed together. Oscar only gave him a few moments of rest, before he was grabbing Daniel’s face to kiss him, welcoming the feeling of scruff against his own baby-smooth face. He keened against his mouth, Daniel’s tongue hot against his own.

“You’re insatiable,” Daniel teased, catching Oscar’s lips in another kiss, not pulling away until Oscar did first, continuing to kiss along his jaw and neck when he did.

“Just for you,” Oscar breathed and closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of Daniel’s lips sucking marks into his skin. “Only for you.”

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#the Oscar/Daniel brain rot is so fucking real #why do I love this dynamic so much ugh #summerofcum2023 #sourwrites #Daniel Ricciardo/Oscar Piastri #381 #f1 smut #Riccastri #Danscar

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Summer Of Cum 2023

Day 13 - Moneyshot

Pairing: Daniel/Oscar

WC: 1284

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“Are you sure?”

Daniel feels like he’s asked Oscar that question about a hundred times now, but he had to be sure. The last thing he wanted was to cross a boundary Oscar didn’t even know he had.

Oscar found it funny, how concerned Daniel was. Oscar laughed softly, going to take a sip from the rapidly cooling cappuccino he’d gotten earlier, before the topic of filming each other during sex popped into their conversation. “You know I’ve done that before, right?” Oscar said instead of assuring Daniel that it was completely fine.

Daniel’s eyes widened a bit cartoonishly, like he can’t believe what he’s hearing. He can’t, really, because Oscar was only 22 and had apparently already filmed himself during sex, something Daniel hadn’t done even once. “Please tell me you still have that video,” Daniel said, voice pleading. Nothing could stop him from imagining what exactly Oscar filmed himself doing, imagining trembling hands and weird angles, unskilled flicks of his wrist and shotty camera work. They were in the most unsexiest of places, a restaurant near Daniel’s that he swore tasted just like his mom’s cooking, fit with tacky wallpaper and booths that had to be older than Oscar, and yet, Daniel could still feel the very beginnings of his arousal pooling in his stomach.

“I might be able to dig it up,” Oscar said playfully, eyeing the potatoes on Daniel’s plate before stealing some with his fork. “I think I was 18, about to be 19. It’s an old one,” he hummed, said through his mouthful of food.

“Jesus Christ,” Daniel sighed, having to rest his face in his hands for a moment, not sure what to do with the knowledge that a video of Oscar like that existed already. “Are you, like, purposely trying to jailbait me, or?” Daniel huffed out, his shoulders relaxing slightly when he heard Oscar laugh again.

“I mean, I’m not the one dating someone 10 years younger than me,” Oscar quipped, affectionate with his delivery. He never minded their difference in age, though he knew sometimes Daniel worried he was moving too fast or somehow forcing Oscar to do things, which wasn’t the case. “Does that turn you on? Thinking about me when I was 18?” Oscar asked softly, out of pure curiosity and just to bust Daniel’s balls.

Daniel looked up from his hands and gave him a look, brows furrowed and lips thinned into a tight line, like he was trying to hold something back. “I’m not going to answer that,” he finally spoke, thinking it might incriminate him much less if he didn’t express any of his thoughts about a teenage Oscar.

“It does. I knew it would,” Oscar hummed contentedly. Daniel was so easy to read sometimes.

Daniel rolled his eyes and went back to staring down at his plate of breakfast food, poking his fork into his eggs, planning on eating them at some point. “What if someone hacks into my iCloud?” It’s ridiculous, and he knows that, but he had to cover all his bases, or else he’d be left with more anxiety than he started with.

“Daniel. Stop it,” Oscar chuckled, reaching to place his hand on top of Daniel’s, gently sliding his fingers up his arm, slow and gentle. “Live a little, will you?”

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Daniel can’t remember why he was so worried about this in the first place. It’s much different, he realized, when he’s got Oscar on his hands and knees, pounding into the younger man from behind, his phone set up so you could see the length of Oscar’s body, including his face. That part was non-negotiable, being able to see exactly how Oscar reacted to him. Daniel’s body was cut off from the waist up, but he didn’t mind; all he wanted was to see Oscar fall apart beneath him.

Daniel’s breaths were harsh and shaky, staring down at where he was repeatedly splitting Oscar open. It’s almost too much, the thought that they were immortalizing this moment forever, for Daniel to watch whenever he wanted and get himself off to.

Oscar was pliant as usual, face pushed into the pillows, trying not to come too fast before they got a good video. He pushed his hips back against Daniel with every forward thrust, sweet whimpers escaping his lips. “Harder, Danny,” he whined and gripped the pillow a little tighter, turning his head to look at the phone, face scrunched up in pleasure.

Daniel let out a strained moan and also glanced at his phone, hands itching to grab it, to get even closer. “Such a fuckin’ slut,” he groaned, reaching down to grab a fistful of Oscar’s hair, pushing him harder into the pillows. “Only good for taking my cock, huh?” Daniel growled. The older man was quick to grab the phone from its perch on the nightstand, still pistoning into him as he pointed it at Oscar’s face. It was the perfect view, Oscar practically drooling all over himself over how good he felt.

Oscar couldn’t say anything for a moment, his body wound up and ready to release. The feeling of Daniel’s hand tangled in his hair made his toes curl, in love with how strong he was, how he could easily manhandle him and take what he wanted. “Yeah, that’s all I wanna do,” Oscar squeaked out between moans. “Just wanna be good for you.”

Daniel never let up, even as he pointed the phone down between them, getting the perfect shot of himself ruining Oscar. “You’re fuckin’ perfect, so good for me, baby,” he sighed.

Daniel’s words of encouragement always did it for him, always filled him with a sweetness and adoration that Oscar only ever felt with him. It was only moments later that Oscar came, hard, all over the bed below them. He let out something close to a scream, the full force of his orgasm surprising him with its intensity.

“That’s it,” Daniel praised, using his last bit of stamina to get himself over the edge, too. Daniel pulled out seconds before he came, his cock resting over the curve of Oscar’s ass and shooting thick ropes of come up his back. He nearly didn’t catch it on camera with the way his orgasm swirled around him, wrapping around his limbs and making him feel hot all over.

Oscar collapsed underneath him, nothing but whiny breaths coming out of him, his skin flushed and his limbs useless.

Daniel hadn’t stopped the video just yet, feeling greedy as he reached down to spread Oscar’s cheeks apart with one hand, filming the way his entrance gaped slightly, how it fluttered around nothing, silently begging to be filled again.

“I can feel you staring,” Oscar muttered, looking over his shoulder with a breathless laugh, catching the lens of the phone one last time before he saw Daniel press a button and throw it aside.

Daniel gave him a tired little smile and leaned down to kiss up his spine, a silent apology for being so indulgent. “I like looking at you, baby,” Daniel offered as an excuse, speaking against his skin.

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1:38 AM

Oscar: its ur lucky day

Oscar: [Video Attachment]

Oscar: enjoy my love

Daniel stared in surprise at the text he’d just received, bleary-eyed and groggy still. He was halfway across the world from Oscar, back in Australia while Oscar’s season started up again. Daniel couldn’t help but laugh, thinking it was ridiculous that Oscar had managed to find the alleged video he’d taken of himself.

1:42 AM

Daniel: How much of your camera roll did you have to dig through to find that??

Daniel: I’ll watch it later :P

Daniel: Good luck today ❤️

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#I still don’t know what to call this ship lol #also can’t stop writing them having toe curling gut rearranging nasty ass sex #summerofcum2023 #sourwrites #Daniel Ricciardo/Oscar Piastri #381 #Riccastri #Danscar

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