“I have lube and johnnies.” He said trying to avoid the intimacy.“Get the lube.” I instructed.“Condoms?” He asked.“No, you are going to ...um inside me.”As we stood there stroking cocks I fingered lube into my anus. He reached behind me a started playing with my hole. I pressed myself against him. Cocks upright rubbing against stomachs. His fingers exploring my hole. I spoke in his ear. “Fuck me Nick.”He turned me onto the bed and raised my bum up. I felt the huge head of his cock nudging my. Tyler's hand grabs handfuls of my thigh, which he squeezes and massages as he works his hand greedily along my leg. “Straddle me,” Tyler whispers. I shoot a quick glance at the driver. “Don't worry about him,” he says, sliding his hand under my skirt to grab my ass check. “He's a taxi driver who works from a gay club, he's gotta expect things like this in his back seats!” I can't argue with the logic. In fact, I had even once had an unexpected threesome with a guy and the taxi driver before. The Denver Broncos in a head-to-head battle to claim the infamous Vince Lombardi trophy. Me, well you can say I went all in this year. Of course, I was pulling for my man Payton and his sexy arm to get the job done and reclaim his seat as the best quarterback in the league. I went as far as to purchase a Peyton jersey to show my full support! The party was at our house, and there was only one person who showed up out of the five people invited. We were all chilling before the game just knocking. He makes my body feel worshipped and loved as he lifts me from the ground to impale me with his hard, pulsing member. The pleasure blinds me for a moment as my nails lock into his shoulders, the flesh retaining half moon divots. As my body responds to his, thrusting in time with his rhythm, he slams me against our living room wall, hard. The wall caves slightly beneath our weight, a spider web of cracks blooming around our thrusting forms as my body shuddered in blissful delight, the muscles in.