Davesport oneshots

Taxi

"Taxi!!" Dave shouted, his voice straining from the whiskey he'd been drinking prior. Both old sport and the purple male where standing outside of a Casino slightly drunk,they've been hailing for a taxi the past 10 minutes but having no luck which was pissing them off.

"Dave, can we get a hooker? I'm horny as fuck" Jack said looking Dave in the eyes and taking the last puff of his cigarette and throwing the butt on the concrete.
"Sure old sport,there'll probably be some hanging around near the motel" dave smiled and looked back into the traffic.

To be honest neither of them could afford a hooker right now since they had a shit night in the casino and lost more then they won but Dave had an idea on how to assist his orange friend.

A taxi finally pulled up and both men sighed of relief since it was starting to get cold. Dave shoved jack into the taxi and quickly followed after him. Jack frowned at him confused to why he just fucking pushed him but Dave just smirked.

"Where to?" The grouchy voice of the taxi driver echoed through the small car.

"700-" jack was cut off as daves hand started palming his crotch. Dave just smirked and confidently said " 700 East Fermont street... ignore him he's a bit shy". As the purple man finished his sentence he slightly squeezed causing jacks breath to get caught in his throat.

"Hey put some music on would ya" dave insisted. the taxi driver did as he was told and put some random station on at a decent volume.

Daves hand made it's way to old sports belt and started to undo it trying to avoid it making any noise to arise suspicion. "Dave.. the f-fuck are you doing" jack whispered grabbing onto daves arm in the process.Dave moved closer to sportsy's ear, "Gotta make do huh? We're broke remember" his words slurred from the alcohol but fuck did it turn jack on.

Dave felt the orange man's dick twitch as he unzipped his fly. "Dave fuck man..." Dave slowly moved his boxers out the way teasingly.
"For someone who claims to be straight ya pretty fucking hard right now" the purple man giggled, a stupid smile plastered on his face that desperately needed a shave.

Dave started to massage jacks dick as he looked around the taxi 'innocently" humming away at the overplayed 80s pop song playing on the radio. The driver curiously looking back in the mirror with a frown still not suspecting a thing.

A low groan escaped sportsys lips, his face was bright red at this point, squeezing onto daves suit as the other male slightly sped up the pace of his hand.

"Dare ya to tell him the directions" Dave said smugly and looked the orange man across from him in the eyes, jacks eyes where full of lust and desperation.

"Uh-uh it's the next right h-Here"
The speed bumps the car went over caused daves hand to move faster making jacks words come out worse then he hoped.

Daves thumb started playing with jacks tip, rubbing in slow circles. At this point his own erection was fighting to be released from his black slacks.
"You owe me when we get back".

Jack was close at this point, bucking his hips into daves hand desperate for the release.

"Dave..I'm gonna-"

"Do it then" Dave dared,his smirk grew winder as he watched as his best friend came lose due to a pathetic little hand job in the back of a taxi.

A few more pumps of the purple man's hand and jack came, realising a noticeable moan as he did so,the thick liquid dripping down onto daves fingers.

Jack breathed heavily as he watched dave slowly lift his hand and lick his cum off of his fingers one by one. "Fuck man..."

The taxi driver was questioning all the noise coming from the backseat and looked over in the mirror making eye contact with dave.
"don't worry he's just a bit sick, ya know how it is"
The aubergines pathetic excuse didn't convince the man whatsoever but they were pulling into the parking lot of the motel so it didn't exactly matter.

"Thanks man, payed on the card" (they didn't) dave said enthusiastically in the process of pushing jack out of the taxi, the orange man scurrying to buckle his belt as he tripped out of the cab luckily not falling over.

Dave quickly shut the taxi door with a slam and guided jack to their motel room swiftly opening the door then slamming it behind them.