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May 2, 2004For Judy and Peggy
“One more drink, Danny. Just one for the road.”Danny rolled his eyes at the pleading tone of Martin’s voice. Then he looked at the baby blues pleading in their own way. Nope. Not gonna do it. Martin’s fingers found the lapel of Danny’s jacket and fingered it, giving it a slight twist. Danny was just about to voice his objection when he saw it: the tiniest slip of Martin’s tongue coming out over his lower lip. Shit.
“Just one,” he relented and ordered another round of beer and soda for the two of them.
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Three beers, two sodas and an hour and a half later, the two men staggered out of the nightclub, Danny’s arms around Martin to keep him from falling to the sidewalk.
“That was fun,” Martin said as they walked.
“And well deserved, too, Fitz, my boy,” Danny agreed. “Never woulda closed that case if it weren’t for us!”
“Damn straight!”
“That’s what we keep telling ‘em!” Danny retorted.
The two men just looked at each other for a moment before bursting into laughter, nearly losing their precarious balance.
“Come on, here’s a cab,” Danny said, pulling Martin toward the curb.
“Can’t afford one,” Martin balked, stopping in his tracks. “I’ll just take the subway.”
“Uh uh, Fitzy,” Danny argued, sobering slightly. “You’re too trashed. You’ll miss your stop or get mugged. Or both. Come on. I’ll pay.”
“You sure?” Martin asked.
“Get in already.”
Martin complied and got into the cab ahead of Danny. Danny gave the cabby an address and they were on their way.
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Not a block into the ride, though, and Danny knew that this was going to be no ordinary cab ride. As soon as the door had closed, Martin had slumped up against him. He was drunk, no big deal. But then Martin had started sliding down further. And further. And now, Danny realized, in the darkness of the back seat, Martin’s head was in his lap. Facing it. And Martin’s hands were unzipping his pants.
He put a gentle hand to Martin’s head, and keeping an eye on the cabby, whispered, “Fitz! Not here!”
But Martin had other ideas and before Danny could stop him, his hands were inside Danny’s pants and fondling his cock.
Danny couldn’t help but let out a hiss of pleasure.
“So, you two boys out celebrating the Yanks’ win?” the cabby asked, looking back via the rear view mirror. “That was some fielding they did, huh?” the cabby continued. “Those guys got hands o’ gold.”
“Yeah, something like that,” Danny replied, trying to keep his voice even as Martin’s lips and tongue found the tip of his cock.
“But the mouth on that one guy! I may be a New York City cab driver, but at least my mouth ain’t in the gutter. There’s kids in the stands for cripe’s sake!”
“Yeah, good mouth,” Danny whispered.
“What was that?” the cabby asked.
“Uh, nothing. Sorry,” Danny replied, swallowing against the pleasure building in his groin.
He looked down at Martin and watched as his partner deep throated him again, and stroked his neck gently.
“I couldn’t believe how deep Torre had them playing in the fifth,” the cabby went on. “He had to know those guys were gonna hit homers!”
“Never too deep,” Danny murmured.
“Against those two? Are you kidding?”
Martin started speeding up his actions, head bobbing in Danny’s lap.
“Almost home,” the cabby announced.
Danny exploded in Martin’s mouth, hips coming up off the seat as Martin struggled to hold on to him, to swallow it all.
As the cab came to a stop, the cabby called back, “You gonna need any help getting him inside?”
“No, I think we can handle that on our own, thanks,” Danny replied, reaching into his jacket for his wallet as Martin zipped him up.
He gave the cab driver what was owed and then another ten dollars for a tip.
“Hey, thanks!” the cabby said, tipping his hat to the men as they got out of the cab.
“Best damn cab ride I’ve ever had,” Danny replied as he put Martin’s arm around his shoulder and turned toward the apartment building.
As they got to the door, Martin looked up and realized where they were. “Remind me to pay you back for the cab fare,” he told Danny.
“You already did, Fitz. You already did,” Danny replied with a smile.
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