Gay Taxi Driver Novels & Stories

Gabby's house was farther from my house than her formal restaurant location. " Why are there so few passengers? " I asked the taxi driver. He was an old man with a mustache spraying a little bit on his face like that of Hitler. The only difference was, his own was grey. " It seems you are not living in Altona, "he answered. " You have not been listening to the news, my daughter, he added. "What is your name? " He asked. " I am Aina, " I answered. "That is not a German name, right?"

Their driver immediately stepped on the brakes. The taxi swerved violently. Tyres screamed against the road. The taxi driver looked away from the road for one fatal second. BOOM! Metal crashed against metal. Glass shattered. Both vehicles jolted. Their SUV barely moved. The taxi spun slightly before stopping. The driver cursed under his breath. "Boss, are you alright?" "I'm fine." Ethan glanced at the minor scratch on the SUV. "The taxi driver?" "He... he's running." The man had already abandoned the vehicle and disappeared into a nearby alley.

I heard a taxi Driver yell Angrily as he cursed under his breath . " I'm sorry " I managed to voice out stubbornly as he drove passed me . What was I thinking ? What if I was hit by that car ,I can't imagine what my poor baby would've gone through . I stopped a taxi and called the company where I work. He looked at me from head to toes Wondering if I'd called the correct address . I wondered why and he smiled . " Sorry ma'am I actually thought you where a model ma'am ...you look very beautiful" he said and I ignored his compliment .

"No one's with me." He turned to Khali, who was already serious. He just pressed the speaker so Khali would hear. Gayle's voice is feminine because of the app he saw at the store. "Since you are not with anyone. Can we be the two of us?" Gayle said Khali's eyebrows rose. Then the car came to a sudden halt, to the surprise of Vincent and Rye. "Whoa, what happened?" asked Vincent. No matter how hard Vincent starts the engine, it just won't work.

He could hear Gabe running after him and his face was slowly curling up in anger, looks like he is going to be a gay killer today, he thought. "Kan...Mr. Boron, do you mind giving me a ride?" Gabe said as he ran after him to the underground parking lot. Kane opened his car door before turning to look at him, "how did you get here?" "I took the cab" he smiled. "Good" Kane nodded, his voice held no emotion, "take the cab and leave" he bent and dropped his brief case on the passenger's seat before looking at the shocked Gabe, "and yes, don't appear in front of me again if you value your life, I don't have such special taste" he got into his car and started the engine before driving off.

The driver appealed to her. "Ugh...I'm getting off" Allison said angrily as she got off the car and slammed the door. The driver drove away to let them have their lovers quarrel. "Thanks for staying" Jackson said as he looked at her sadly. "I stayed to say something and to get another taxi. I don't want to hear anything from you" Allison said harshly. "I'm taking it back. My answer. Forget I ever said yes to you and don't waste your time trying to call me. To think I was so stupid to trust you" Allison said and flagged down another taxi. She got into it and closed the door.

(Cab Driver) This was what everyone else were thinking about right now, but actually one of the Taxis that were blocked by the gangsters cars actually rolled down his windows and shouted at them in anger. The middle age cab driver didn’t care at all, but to many that were spectating the scene, they basically have a tacit understanding that those guys were definitely not some friendly neighbourhood guys. Still with the courage stems from the cab driver, soon the other drivers also started to honk.

The taxi stopped in front of the tall gates. The lady with pink hair got out of the car and paid the taxi driver after he'd removed her luggage from the car boot and gave it to her. The taxi driver entered his taxi. He waved his hand at the beautiful young lady and said to her, “Have a nice day, young lady”. He drove off at the same minute. With a sweet smile on her face, Gabriella dragged her luggage and went closer to the gates. She knocked on the gates, and in less than a minute, it was opened by one of the security guards.

Their commanding presence reminds me of the striking, golden-eyed Uber driver I spent weeks daydreaming about, making my cock suddenly harden in my pants. Get a grip, Noah. Feeling my cheeks burn, I quickly shift a tray of crystal glasses across the bar to keep my hands busy. I’m not gay. And I’m here to earn a paycheck, not to get turned on by a bunch of dangerous, hyper-masculine strangers.

The taxi driver asked, turning his head to look at her. “Take me to the Jayden’s mansion” She responded immediately. “What? I don’t think I got that. Do you mean the popular Jayden or.” “Yes, Jayden the mafia leader.” She interrupted him without taking even glance at him. This time the taxi driver was sure he wasn’t mistaking and wondered what Jessica was looking for in a place like that. He recently moved to this town and has heard a lot about Jayden and all the atrocities he commit. Never did he think that one day he would actually drive a passenger to his mansion.