Gay Taxi Driver Novels & Stories

Inside the taxi, Miranda leaned against the window, looking at the familiar streets passing by. The driver suddenly let out a puzzled sound. “What’s with that Maybach behind us? Is it going to pass or not? It’s been tailing me the whole time.” Miranda turned and saw Gavin’s car following them. She answered calmly, “It’s fine. That’s my friend’s car.” “Your boyfriend’s car, right? Did you two have a fight?” the driver asked, connecting the dots. In his experience, a woman who chose a taxi over a Maybach was usually making a point after an argument.

The taxi driver—a middle aged man with a goatee replied, his eyes on the road. “Thank you.” I breathed, the thought of a certain someone invading my mind once more. That bastard was insufferable and so full of himself. His cockiness irked me. Maybe I’d stop and get pepper spray on my way back. If I taught him a lesson or two, he would know I wasn’t some girl he could order around. I glanced at the phone in my hand and an involuntary hiss slipped through my throat. I flashed the taxi driver an apologetic look as his gaze met mine through the rear view mirror.

was the answer he received. “Make sure you ask your girl to delete those photos she posted, “ he hollered. “Will do!” was hollered back. As soon as he got into a taxi, he gave a folkhouse’s name somewhere in Bokawkan Road. “Yes boss,” grinned the driver. This must be his lucky day. One of the city’s richest bachelors is riding his taxi, “Jackpot kunam man!” he exclaimed. Rain ignored this statement and just paid him without taking the change. “Bagimon,” he told the driver.

"Ayy, there's a handsome bodyguard named Ms. Vee. That's a waste." "Maybe sir is tired of hiring people who look like they are from another planet." Is this gurly talking about me? Suddenly another assistant came. "Stupid, don't wish for that. Don't you know? It's a gay yarn, guys, so shut your drooling mouth." "Is that gay? look at him, he's like Adonis--" "Ms. Vee might hear you ouyy!" They suddenly stopped talking when they saw Ms. Vee.

Just then the car stopped right In front of me as I watched keenly ready to ask the driver to help me get a lift, but just when I was about to rejoice my happiness was cut short as the so-called driver was none other than a Gay guy. “Hello handsome, so, we meet again,” he said with a chuckle. I slowly took a look at the ground and silently prayed that it opened and closed with me in it. MOTHER NATURE WHY?!!

It’s totally fine, we joke about that stuff all the time. Anyway, like 20 minutes later I walked out to my car to get my coat, and I turned around and one of his friends was walking up to me. I said hey, and he just said “so wait… you’re gay?” I said yes and laughed, and next thing I knew he kissed me and was feeling my dick through my pants. We got in the back seat of my car and he started sucking me, and after a few minutes he took his pants off. That’s impressive because I drive a civic, and the back seat is not very roomy lol.

Immediately after that, they found the taxi that was trying to get some passengers in the city through the city’s taxi positioning system. In order to form an absolute deterrent to the taxi driver, Isaac specially transferred Albert’s subordinate, Jayden Marquez, over so that Jayden could personally come forth and speak to the taxi driver. The taxi driver would not have expected to have alarmed one of the Four Great Guardians under Don Albert. So, even though he was very shocked and frightened at the same time, he immediately retold every detail of the circumstance that he could remember happening at that time. Carvalho and Mason had been talking about this person named Falco Xanthos on the

Rome suddenly gave me a dirty look. “Is that so? Sorry. I’ll leave now,” the driver bid goodbye and quickly rode off on his tricycle. “Feeling smart, huh? Feeling good in the eyes of the people. You’re the one, Faye Reagon, who loves deceiving others.” I bowed my head instead of responding to him. “What else are you staring at? If I knew my morning would be ruined, I shouldn’t have come here,” he said irritably and bumped into me before walking towards the company entrance.

He asked me immediately as I got closer. "Yes, I am," I answered him. "Mr. Romano requested me to be your driver for the time you remain his dancer" He said to me. He was a bit short, but he seemed really friendly. Opening the door for me to the passenger side, he jogged over to his side and entered. "Excuse my manners, Signora, I'm Garrett." He introduced himself. I recognized him now, he was the man that always helped me walk to my uber at work, whenever I was close and was ready to go home.

Did you even see a person who is not good at their own language? "Yeah, Andy. I almost fell asleep while waiting." And that impatient lady? She is Gaby, short for Gabriela Davis. She loves to party, get drunk all night and hook-up with some random guys at the bar, in short she's a total whore but I love her. "I'm sorry if I keep you waiting, there's a man who was riding a motorcycle and hit my car. He didn't pay me, worst, he fed me the smoke that came from his polluted vehicle," I explained.