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«Forse dovevo dirtelo. È solo che non ho avuto abbastanza tempo. Vedi le cose stanno così… ti ricordi Oscar?»
Era un venerdì, come ogni pomeriggio del venerdì. George stava per fuggire dall’ufficio alla velocità della luce. Alex lo ha chiamato per fermarlo.- Language:
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"Well, you see." Fred says slowly. "I cannot tell you much else. But he will."
Lando’s eyes snap open. "You did not invite your friend who uncontrollably turns into a giant to our fucking WG."
"I didn’t." he answers immediately, and Lando slumps into the chair from sheer relief. "He’s aware that in his… current conditions he shouldn’t travel. He’s not stupid, Lando, just desperate. But I told him about you."
"Me." Lando says flatly.
"Yes, about your research. And he would like to talk to you. See if you can help him figure out what’s going on with him."
"Me." Lando repeats again. "No. Why. Why?"
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Lando's a folklore geneticist fresh out of his PhD. He bums around his shared flat in Berlin, goes on mental health walks, gets stoned regularly, and tries to convince funding bodies (and himself) that his research is worth supporting.
Oscar is a rising star in the world of motorsports who accidentally discovers himself to be the carrier of a previously unknown, but seemingly very dangerous Gene, which could easily end his career and potentially a few lives.
Fred, Lando's roommate and Oscar's friend, may have a solution to both of their problems.- Language:
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13 Feb 2026
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Lando attaches the blushy, pouty photo and sends it, then locks his phone and drops it onto the carpet beside him, staring up at the ceiling.
There’s a pause, stretching suspiciously long.
A faint click echoes through the call. Mute. Then unmute again.
“Sorry,” OP says when he comes back, his voice rougher now. “Thought someone was at the door.”
Or: Lando loses an F1 championship and signs up for a charity Minecraft speedrunning tournament to cope with his existential crisis. Turns out his coach, faceless speedrunning champion OP81, might be a bit of a fanboy.
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Three facts about Lando’s current season:
- Adrenaline makes him hard, which makes everything in his life an absolute minefield to navigate.
- He is tired of other drivers making jokes about his massive cock at the hospitality urinals.
- Oscar Piastri has never once participated in any of it.
Point 3 started off being cool. A welcome display of maturity. Unfortunately, it has since become a deeply horny fixation, a challenge that Lando now wants to win.
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F1 journalist Oscar Piastri returns to the paddock a decade after the crash that ended his own racing career. Covering the championship means covering Lando Norris, the five-time champion who has everything and no memory of the boy whose career ended the year his took off. As the season wears on and the friction between them turns into something neither will name, Oscar keeps pulling at the one thread that won't sit right: how a driver that ordinary became the best in the world, and what it cost.
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“Does it get bigger when it's hard?”
Oscar stands up and strides over to the door, entirely done with this humiliation. “Right. Goodnight Lando.” He doesn't know where he's going, this is his room after all. Maybe to the roof.
“No no, please Osc it's hot,” Lando pleads, scrambling off the bed and chasing him. The words don't register in Oscar's brain until Lando puts a firm hand on his wrist to stop him from leaving.
Oscar froze. “What?”
“It’s hot…” Lando muttered, nodding downwards at the tent in his sweatpants.
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The boys watch Naked Attraction together and talk dick size. Turns out they're both into what the other is packing.Bookmarked by Jxorray
05 Apr 2026