Taxi Cab Driver and a Fare

 Back when I was going to school I drove a cab to help cover tuition. 

One night, when I was working the late shift, I caught a fare going uptown.  A young good-looking guy, quite personable and talkative.  It was a warm summer night.  He was wearing gym shorts, the loose nylon kind, T-shrt, and sandals. He got in the back seat.   Said he was going to see a guy who he found in the Personals in the the local gay newspaper.  When I dropped him off he asked me to wait for him in case he didn't like the guy.  

I didn't have to wait long when he came out and got back in the cab. He told me that when he met the guy he knew right away it wasn't a match.  He asked me to drive him back to his apartment.  But first he wanted to stop at a liquor store. So we did, and he came out with a six-pack  of Miller Lite and asked if he could sit up front. I said sure.  I couldn't help but notice how tan his arms and legs were, and he was certainly in-shape.  Seemingly out of nowhere I got aroused. 

He asked me if I was straight and I said that I was.  He said I would certainly get a lot of attention in the gay bars.  He asked me if I'd like to go to one with him that night.  I was surprised that he would ask me.. I actually thought about it for a minute, but decided to decline his offer.  He could tell that I was debating about it.  He put his hand on my thigh and said then why don't you come in for a beer.  I was taken off guard.  To my own surprise I said ok.

He had a nice apartment with a balcony overlooking a woody area.  We sat down in the living room with the beer.  Me on the couch, him on the recliner. He lit a couple candles and burned some incense.

He asked me if I'd like to smoke a little pot. So he joined me on the couch and we smoked a bowl.  It was good pot and I got a nice mellow high.  He asked me if I was horny and I said yes.  I was wearing jeans.  He had me stand up so I could slip them off.  So now we were standing facing each other, me in my underwear, him in his nylon shorts.  We were close enough so that our erect penises were touching through the material.

I was very aroused.  He said can I touch you?   I took his hand and put it on my penis, which was now pretty hard. He ran his fingers up and down the shaft.  I was beginning to ooze pre-cum.  He rubbed it around with his thumb and forefinger.. Then he held my penis with one hand and rubbed the tip around it with the palm of his other hand. He started out slowly but picked up speed until I could no longer stand it.  I finally let out a moan and exploded into his hand.  It felt like I would never stop cumming.

Exhausted, I collapsed on the couch.  When I caught my breath I asked him if I could do him.  He said not tonight.  Think about it and call me next week if you still think you want to.  I think I'll want to.