“Let me love you Hannah,” he whispered echoing the words he has said so many times before.
I wanted him to. I wanted him to love me. I grabbed him and pulled him back to me. We kissed again deeply and passionately. His lips moved from my lips and trailed down my body.
“David we can’t do this here,” I said pushing him off me.
He smiled.
He stood and reached his hand out to me. I took it and he led me out of the living room and to the basement door. We went down into Stacey’s finished basement into her guest bedroom.
We stood face to face.
“Do you want me to do the honors?” he said.
I nodded.
He began to slowly undress me. He leaned down and took a breast into his mouth once he released me from the straps.
“Oh…,”
“Get on the bed baby.”
I climbed on the bed and watched him take off all his clothes.
He watched me as he stripped down to nothing but a smile. He climbed on the bed and placed his body between my legs. His hands found my soft and smooth breasts. His mouth was warm as it enclosed an erect nipple. I moaned in response as his tongue made circles around it.
My hands traveled over his body and suddenly he sat up.
“Baby, I just can’t get enough of you. I want you all the time. I want you all to myself.”
He moved down and parted my legs with his hands.
With a smile, he licked his lips. He buried his face between my legs and the first sensation of clit tongue contact was a wave of pleasure that flowed through my body.
“Oh baby you are driving me crazy!” I moaned.
He sat up.
“That’s the plan,” he responded continuing to drive me mad.
I could not take it anymore. I wanted him inside of me.
“Please, fuck me okay?”
He sat up with his mouth covered in my juices. He pulled himself over me and kissed me on the mouth. I could taste myself all over him. His mouth trailed down my neck and back to my breasts where he sucked gently on my nipples.
Suddenly he entered me. I was so wet. He slid right in without any problems. I was in heaven as he pounded me. Every time he thrust in and pulled out I could feel myself getting closer and closer to my climax.
He grabbed my right leg and lifted it over his shoulder. The deeper he went the louder I moaned. I could feel my body tighten and the familiar sensations took over me.
“Oh shit! I’m coming!” I exclaimed.
He grabbed my left leg lifting it over his shoulder and continued to ram me. I could feel him so deep.
I came hard surrendering my body to the waves of pleasure that rippled through me. There was nothing going on in my mind than how good it felt.
He never faltered as I came all over his hard dick. When I was done he pulled out.
“Turn over,” he instructed.
I struggled to flip over. My legs felt shaky. I got on all fours with my ample ass in the air. He placed his hands on either side of my waist and entered me.
I felt like I was going to come again as I heard the sound of my ass slapping his thighs.
It didn’t take him very long. He came pulling out and spilling his cum all over my back and ass.
“Oh shit that was good!” he exclaimed.
I laughed.
He paused for a second trying to catch his breath. Then he moved off the bed.
“Don’t move. Let me get a towel.”
I stayed there feeling the cum grow cold and slide down my side. Suddenly I felt a warm towel on my back and he gently cleaned me wiping my pussy as well. When he was done, I rolled over and he collapsed on top of me.
Just like with any sport, in football, you must work as a team to accomplish your desired goals. You can have those amazing break out stars but it all comes down to the team and the team effort.
If the team is not on the same page, there will be chaos and issues that will result in a major loss. David and Keith’s team never had this problem…until I came along.
Unfortunately for their team, David and Keith no longer are willing to work for the good of the team. They are only human and it is hard to be a good team player to someone you despise. Especially when it is someone that wants something that you feel belongs to you.
It’s easier just to miss that one block and send the big guys on the other team to crush your competition. It’s easier to try and show the guy up.
It was my fault that their team was not a team. It was my fault that they were both in pain and could not even focus on something they loved more than anything in the world.
It hurt me to see it and I still was not closer to making a decision than I was before. I knew it was getting closer to an explosion. Right now it’s only a matter of who explodes first.
The first game of the playoffs was tomorrow and I was accompanying Stacey, John and her parents to the game in New York. Stacey was so excited because she and I had never been to New York and we couldn’t wait to go.
Somehow she was able to get us all rooms in the same hotel as the team. I wasn’t sure how she pulled that off. I wasn’t sure how well it was going to work out having all three of us in the same place at once. It was nothing I could do about it now. The rooms were booked and paid for and I had to just roll with it and hope for the best.
I had not seen either guy in a week. That didn’t mean that they both had not been calling me constantly. I just didn’t answer. I didn’t know what to say to them. Just when I thought things were over with David and Keith would be my clear choice, we made love and everything that I thought I knew went right out of the window. I didn’t know what I was going to do.
Our flight was leaving early this afternoon and I still was not done packing. If Stacey knew she would have thrown a fit. She hates when I am late so I rushed trying to get everything ready. That is when I realized that I left my laptop charger at work.
“Damn!” I said.
Now I had to go and get it. Stacey was supposed to pick me up from here and now she was going to have to drop me off at the office. I grabbed my cell to call her and tell her the news when I heard a knock at my front door.
I scrambled down the hall and peeked through the peephole to see who was there. I didn’t see anyone. I opened the door and notice there was a package on the ground outside my door. I reached down and picked it up. I brought it inside and slammed the door shut behind me.
I plopped it down on the couch to see who sent it to me. I knew that I wasn’t expecting anything so to get a package was a big surprise. I read the label and realized that it was a package from Keith. I was reluctant to open it. If it was another collar or something like that I was going to send it right back to him.
My curiosity got the best of me and I went into the kitchen to grab a pair of scissors. I cut open the box and peered inside. I removed all the paper and laughed at what I saw at the bottom. It was Keith’s team jersey. My guess is he wants me to wear it to the game. I shook my head. I guess if I wore it, it would mean that I picked him. I hugged the jersey to me and thought to myself,
I am not falling for it Keith.
I walked into my room with the jersey and tossed it on my bed. Just as I was walking into my closet, my phone was ringing. It was Stacey.
“Hannah I need you to be ready by 7:30. We need to be there two hours before our flight.”
“Stacey I know, but you might want to come and get me early. I left my laptop charger at the office.”
I heard her sigh on the other line.
“Fine, be ready by seven,” she said and hung up.
I got my things together and was ready when she arrived. When we reached the office, I ran inside. I reached my office and threw open the door. Sitting on my desk was a white box. It caught me by surprise. I knew it wasn’t there when I left yesterday.
Sitting on top of the box was my laptop charger. I walked over and grabbed the charger and stared at the box. I wondered what it could be. I opened the box and immediately burst into laughter.
Inside the box was a brand new David Castor jersey. I shook my head. Looks like they both had the same idea.
No dice guys
I thought. I am not going to make the mistake of wearing either jersey. I left the box on my desk and closed my office locking the door. I ran back out to the car before Stacey killed me for making her late.
The flight was long but I slept the entire way. I was exhausted and didn’t particularly like to fly. We touched down in New York and immediately took the shuttle to the hotel. There was a nice restaurant there, so instead of going anywhere else, I dropped my luggage off in my room and we caught dinner with a few drinks.
Apparently David was going to join us but their coach was afraid of the guys going crazy in New York and getting into trouble before the game so he decided that they would all have dinner together.
I was a little upset because I wanted to see him.
After dinner I just went back to my room to shower. Stacey and John knew of a club that they heard was great and they wanted to go out. I was in the middle of getting my clothes out when I heard a knock on the door.
I walked over and looked out of the peephole and smiled. I opened the door.
“Did you miss me?” he asked smiling.
“Yes,” I said moving out of Keith’s way as he entered the room.
He walked in and headed right for the bed. He sprawled across it and patted the spot next to him. I put my hand on my hips.
“Aren’t you forbidden to have sex before a game?”
He laughed.
“Baby I told you. Sex before a game makes me play better.”
I walked over and slid onto the bed beside him. He immediately rolled on top of me and we began to kiss. He tasted sweet and delicious. His touch was sensuous as his hand slid along my side and up to my breasts. He caressed my hardened nipple through my shirt and I moaned.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
“Who is that?” he asked looking toward the door.
I wiggled from underneath him and walked over to the door.
“It’s probably Stacey coming to see when I will be ready tonight.”
I made the mistake of not looking through the peephole before I opened the door. David was standing there and before I had the opportunity to say a word, he lifted me over his shoulder and carried me into the room.
“Baby, I know I said I wouldn’t have sex before this game but I want you so bad.”
I heard his voice trail off when he spotted Keith in the room. He dropped me to the floor.
“Looks like I am interrupting something,” he said.
“Yes, so you can just leave,” Keith said standing from the bed.
David walked toward him.
“Nah, I think I’m going to stay. You need to leave.”
They were standing face to face now and I could see this getting volatile.
“Boys, please. I don’t need you two fighting in here.”
“Hannah, just tell him to leave and we can settle that. He shouldn’t even be in my woman’s room talking about doing things to her that only I should be doing.”
I went to open my mouth when David spoke.
“Your woman? She wasn’t your woman a week ago when we were making love.”
My eyes were as big as saucers. I thought I saw smoke leaking from Keith’s ears.
“Hannah what the fuck is he talking about?”
“I uh…,”
“That’s right Keith. Hannah and I made love and when you get the fuck out of this room, I am going to do it again.”
That did it. Keith swung and punched David right in the face. David stumbled back and then recovered quickly leaping on Keith. They both hit the floor throwing punches.
“David! Keith! Stop!” I screamed and tried to pull them apart or pull David off Keith.
They were still going at it. Keith pushed David into the desk and knocked off the lamp breaking it. David threw another punch and it connected with Keith’s jaw. Keith’s lip was bleeding and before he could retaliate I jumped in the middle.
“Enough!” I screamed.
They both stopped, breathing hard and looking like they were ready for more.
“Look, I can’t take this anymore. You need to choose Hannah. Who do you want to be with?” David asked.
“I agree. You need to choose,” Keith added wiping the blood from his lip.
I sat down on the bed.
“I don’t know,” I said.
“You can’t have us both,” David reminded.
“I know that David.”
I was hurting inside and if I was hurting… I knew that they were too. I never meant for any of this to happen.
“Look, I just need you both to leave.”
Keith was more than angry now.
“Fine,” he said brushing past David and storming out of the room.
David approached me.
“David you need to leave too.”
He sighed and walked out of the room slamming the door. I wanted them to leave because I didn’t want them to see me break down. I dropped to the floor and sobbed in my hands. I didn’t go out with Stacey and John that night. I just cried all night until I finally fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning to text messages from both men. David’s text said that he loved me and was sorry that he got physical with Keith. He sent another that said he loved me. Keith’s message said that he expected to see me after the game alone.
I knew that he was angry and normally that would be a good thing for me. It meant that he would punish me and give me the best sex of my life. Yet I didn’t like it that there may be pain involved. I didn’t want to cause anyone pain.
I didn’t text anyone back. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to say to them. I just got dressed and took a shuttle over to the stadium with Stacey and her family. We made it to our seats and anticipated an amazing game.
We were wrong.
The first half of the game was dismal I saw it all unfold with my own eyes and I could not believe how badly they were losing. There was one play where David and Keith both went up for the ball and neither one came down with it. There were two plays that if David had blocked for Keith, he would have not have been stopped. That was 14 points that were gone because of the animosity between them. It was obvious that they were not playing like a team out there.
It was two minutes left before half time and it wasn’t getting any better. The quarterback takes the snap and throws right at David. He goes up for the ball and catches it but then drops it on the turf.
“Damn!” his dad said. “I am not sure what’s up with David. He just does not look like his head is in the game.
“I know, I have never seen him drop so many balls in one half,” John said placing his arm on Stacey’s shoulder.
I sighed. I had a feeling I might be the reason they were not playing as well as they could. They were both so angry at each other and at me that they were sabotaging their own team. I knew something had to be done.
“I’m going to the bathroom,” I whispered to Stacey.
I stood and slid past them all and up the stairs. I figured out how to get to the tunnel and made it to where the team would be. I forgot that I was at another Stadium and this security did not know me. So of course I ran into a problem.
“You can’t come back here,” I was told.
I sighed. I was hoping that I could talk some sense into the two and see a better result in the game. Just when I was about to give up, I spotted someone that I was familiar with.
Jonas!
He was standing there talking to another security guard and someone else.
“Jonas!”
He looked over and saw me. He smiled and walked over to where I was.
“What’s up cutie? Are you looking for your boy toy?”
I smiled.