Gay Taxi Driver Novels & Stories

The taxi driver politely asked her. "Milan!" She told him, and the taxi driver took off. >>>>>><<<< Forty minutes later, Gabrielle arrived at her mansion in Milan and she stepped out of the taxi. "How much is your money?" She inquired from the driver. "$100 ma'am!" The driver answered, tilting his head aside so he could get a perfect view of her face. "Okay!" Gabrielle conveyed the dollars that Graham had handed over to her. The driver received his income from her and was about to give her the change. However, Gabrielle stopped him in time.

However; this released Jacob's nearly bursting purple head directly into the cabby's view. Inadvertently; the driver's own latent love of men which usually remained hidden behind phony homophobic tirades, now confronted a gorgeous close cock; he went actually deathly pale not at their supposed indecency in his taxi but his own anxiety at succumbing to cock, his own raging bi desires caught out. The driver recovered somehow and gesticulated wildly. He then yelled: "Get Out. Get Out" and sped off with a stunning cock forever imprinted on his mind.

He snapped. Nougat made a contemptuous facial expression after hearing the list of responses. He snorted and nodded his head in feigned agreement. "Yup. You're not gay, boy! You're just a f***ing sad guy! Disgusting!" he retorted with sarcasm (gay also means happy).

And then she took of her jacket and. "Woaaah Kat... are you going to take off your clothes in that taxi?" I asked coz her background showed a car window and there was no way I was going to let her get naked in a car with a stranger... She laughed, "baby this isn't just any taxi, this is Max...." She said showing me the back of the driver, "he drives for the hospital and he is totally gay...."

It felt like I was enjoying some kind of special secret doing this, something that only gay guys get to do. And the two of them drove off in T's car. But let me tell you, now it was 3 in the morning, and my ass felt amazing but my throat felt terrible and I was exhausted!! Halfway through the drive home I felt extremely rough and still felt shitty the next day too. Every time I would sit down that day however I'd feel my hole was still stretched and it felt so good, every time id sit down it would start getting me horny. It was an unforgettable time!

“Why don't you tell her? Are you scared she will reject you and your friendship will be ruined?” Tiffany shut her eyes and shook slowly, she puffed out some air shakily. “I'm not scared of rejection, it's just… she's straight.” “Oh.” “Yeah.” Now it's the driver's turn to sigh. “I genuinely understand your plight, I was in this same position with my husband and…" “Hold on a sec, you're gay?” The driver nodded quickly with a small smile. “I'm gay and happily married to my husband, but we're not talking about me right now,” he said and laughed briefly at Tiffany's reaction, he could sense the excitement in her voice.

I hailed it down and as soon as it screeched to a halt by the roadside, I flipped the door handle and climbed into the taxi. "X-Taco restaurant, please."I instructed and the driver pressed on the gas and drove off. My foots kept shifting awkwardly in the car and it fuels my annoyance. Thankfully though, the taxi soon stopped and I wasted no second in jumping out of it. "$60"The driver mumbled as I ripped out wards of cash from my back pocket. Without counting, I shoved the money into his palm and took off. I sped up the restaurant's porch and jerking the glass door apart, my eyes skimmed inside like a detective and surely, my search took no longer than a second as I didn't only see him but t

She hailed a taxi that was coming from a distance and when the taxi got close to her, she first looked at the driver and swallowed hard in nervousness. "Umm I'm sorry sir, I forgot something at the office, I need to go get it, you can leave " West said and the driver grumbled. Cursing at her. West didn't mind as she watched the taxi drive off. She was still too scared of taxi drivers now, after the last episode with Shawn Gabs. She even got information that Mr. Gab is investigating the cause of his son's death as Shawn was found along the roadside, dead. Must be Lincoln's doing. West didn't dwell on it as she ordered an Uber instead and had to wait for it to arrive.

Gino smiled. “Thank you very much, Gino,” Davies said. On the 11th of March, Davies and the twins left school very early in the morning. When they got to the car park, they boarded a taxi. The yellow color of the taxi was fading. It’s clear that the owner of the taxi had bought it a long time ago. The threesome were seated behind the driver as the driver drove the car. They discussed it from time to time. The driver was enjoying their talk, but he never said a word. When the journey was becoming boring for him, he turned on the song player in the car. He started shaking his head forwards and backwards simultaneously.

At that moment, the car that Afgan and Bob were riding in had already left the hotel. Bob immediately ran and got into a taxi that was stopped not far from the hotel. “Follow that car,” he ordered the taxi driver. “Uh, are you chasing a mistress?” asked the driver excitedly turning his body to look at Bayu. “Yes, hurry before they leave!” “Good! Cheaters need to be taught a lesson!” exclaimed the taxi driver, who was still in his thirties, excitedly. Bayu shook his head as the driver hit the gas hard and the car jolted forward at a speed he hadn't expected.