Getting my Fare Share SeXStoRY

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, written at the request of a fellow Xhamster. For a Wednesday night, it had been really, really slow. It was about 2 am, and I had been on since 11 pm. I had only had two fares; not many people needing a taxi tonight. Just after 2:00, my dispatcher sent me pickup. I drove to the address. It was a small pub where I had picked up or delivered many times. Usually, the passengers I picked up here were anywhere from a little tipsy to sloppy d***k. I didn’t mind; I could adjust my rear view mirror to watch their crotch the entire ride. There were some hot guys who hung at this little pub. When I pulled to the curb, I saw a younger guy, probably around 25, leaning on the light pole in front of the pub. He was about six foot tall, average build, short black hair, and he showed a promising bulge. I hoped that he would be my passenger. I pulled to the curb in front of him, and he clumsily made his way to the back seat. He had definitely had a few at the bar. “Where to, buddy?” He gave me an address on the other side of the city. I turned on the meter and adjusted the rear view mirror. Damn, this k** had a nice bulge in his jeans. It looked like he had a solid 6-7 inches, with big balls below. I pulled away from the curb. As I drove, he sunk into the seat, leaning his head on the back of it. He would have been staring at the ceiling if his eyes hadn’t been closed. As we drove, he slid down in the seat. His ass was right at the edge of the cushion, and he had spread his legs wide open. I could see his cock snaking down one side of his jeans, and his balls almost popping out of the other side. Gawd, I wished this k** had been wearing shorts! Just a few blocks from his destination, he asked that I stop at an ATM. He had spent all his cash at the pub and needed to get some to pay the fare. When he returned from the store, he told me that he couldn’t get any cash out of the ATM. He asked how much the fare would be. I gave him a rough estimate, and he told me that he would borrow it from one his neighbors. We continued to our final destination. As I pulled to the curb, I hit the door lock. I didn’t want him jumping and running. I turned and looked into his brown eyes. “I am going to need your wallet and your jacket. As insurance that you’ll come back with the fare.” “No problem. I understand.” He shrugged off his jacket and fished his wallet out of his jeans. He handed them across the seat to me. I unlocked the door, and he got out. He was gone for several minutes. Then, I saw him coming down the stairs to the street. “Sir,” he began, “I could not get any of my friends to answer their doors or phones. I do not have any cash.” “Well, I guess we will have to figure out something else.” My eyes raked up and down his body, lingering on his crotch. I was obvious. “Hey, I am not into that,” he said when he realized what I had in mind. “It is up to you, k**. Either I call the police and they handle it, or you handle it here and it is forgotten.” He stood and stared at me with those beautiful brown eyes, his jaw slack and his hands in his pockets. He looked so vulnerable and innocent. “What did you have in mind,” he asked haltingly. “I want to see that big cock and balls,” I answered. “And I want to do more than just look at them.” “In the cab?” “No,” I replied. “I do not want my cab smelling like sex.” I glanced around. There was a small park about ½ a block up the street. “Get in” I drove to the curb in front of the park. It was perfect; dark with lots of cover. We got out of the cab. I started walking into the park as he followed. At a picnic table near the center, I sat on the bench as he stood in front of me. I pulled him directly in front of me and began playing with his cock and balls through his jeans. “Drop your pants. I want to see what I am playing with.” He dropped his pants and underwear hesitantly. I was right; he had huge balls and a nice uncut cock, at least 7 inches. “Mmmmm,” he moaned quietly as I fondled him. I continued to play with his cock and balls, occasional running my fingers from his balls to his ass hole and back. Each time I did this, his cock would pulse, and he would moan. “I have had quite a bit to drink,” he said. “I do not know if it will get hard, or, if it does get hard, I probably will not cum. Or it will take a long time.” I said nothing. I continued to play with my new toy, putting pressure on the inside of his thighs until he spread his legs further. His cock was a semi-erect, and had grown to about 7.5 inches and gotten pretty thick. It was too thick for me to deep throat without scraping the head against my back teeth. I am usually pretty good at oral, but I had never been up against a cock this thick or balls this big. His nut sack was a little bigger than a tennis ball, and the head of his cock was almost as big as his nut bag. I wanted better access to his equipment, so I bent, untied and removed one of his shoes, and pulled one leg out of his jeans and underwear. Then, I pushed his legs further apart. I began licking his balls. I slobbered all over them, snaking my tongue towards his ass every chance I got. “Aww,” he sighed. I d**g my tongue from his ass, all around his balls, up the underside of his cock, and sucked the big mushroom head into my mouth. “Aw, fuck,” he croaked. I sucked his cock into my mouth as far as I could get it. It still was still pliant. I played with his balls and scrotum as I sucked his cock. He began to gently rock his hips back and forth, gently fucking my mouth. He moved his hands the sides of my head. I stopped my own movements, and let him do the work. His fucking became slightly more aggressive. I could taste his pre-cum as he fucked my mouth. “Oh, yeah,” he moaned. “Mmmm,” I rumbled around his cock. He continued to fuck my face, becoming more and more aggressive. His fingers dug into my skull as he pulled my face into his crotch. With his hips, he pushed his cock into my throat. I felt it graze against my back teeth as it entered. His hands held me there as his groin flattened my nose. “Oh fuck,” he breathed. He pulled his cock from my throat and across my tongue, until only the head remained in my mouth. Then, he f***ed the entire length back into my mouth and throat. He held it in my throat, making me gag. He did not care. He did this over and over. I had spit and slobber cascading down my chin and soaking the front of my shirt; tears streaming across my cheeks, and snot was running from my nose. He continued to skull fuck me, pushing his cock into my throat and holding it there until I choked. His cock was still not fully hard. “Man, you are good,” he said. “You can take a serious skull fuck.” “Uhm humph,” I replied as he continued to fuck my face. This went on for quite some time. I am sure that I looked like a total fucked up mess, but I did not care. I was really getting on off on this k** using my mouth. Eventually, my jaw started to ache, yet, I was still extremely turned on and horny. I had never had a cock this thick in my ass, but I wanted to try it. I placed my hands on his hips and pushed them back as I pulled my head away from his cock. With his cock head still touching my lips, I looked up at him. He was looking down at me with a quizzical look in those brown eyes. “I want you to fuck me.” I commanded, my lips brushing his cock. It was not a question; it was not a suggestion. “Uhm…” he began. “You are going to fuck me,” I said f***efully. I stood, dropped my pants, turned, and knelt on the bench. I bent over onto the table, exposing my ass to him. I scooped the spit and slobber from my mouth and chin and applied it to my ass. I pushed my ass to him. He stood there, his cock poking out in front of him. He did not move. I reached around and took hold of his cock. I pulled him to me, guiding his cock to my ass hole. His cock felt hot against my puckered hole. My ass and his cock were both well lubed from my spit and slobber, and I rubbed his cock around on my hole. I pushed back. His cock pushed my ass inwards, but did not penetrate. I grasped his cock firmly at the base, causing it to harden. I pushed my ass back as I pulled him forward by his cock. I was applying quite a bit of pressure to get his dick to push through my sphincter. When his head finally burst into my ass, it slammed all the way into my guts. I winced and inhaled a sharp breath. Involuntarily, I moved forward, trying to get away from the pain. I had not released my grip on his cock, so I pulled him with me. This threw him off balance, and he fell forward. He grabbed my hips to steady himself. As he lunged forward, his big balls smashed against my ass. I had all of him in me. It was painful, but not so much so that it was not unpleasant. I began rocking my ass back and forth on his thick uncut cock. I could feel his cock harden further. I continued to fuck my ass with his thick cock. He still had his hands on my hips. Now, he started pulling my ass back to him as he thrust forward. Very soon, we had gotten into a rhythm. Every now and then he would groan, moan, or grunt, but he said nothing intelligible. Again, he became more aggressive. He would pull his cock about half way out of my ass, and then slam back into me. He would hold it deep, like he had held it in my throat. His fucking became so f***eful that he had pushed my thighs right up against the picnic table. He pushed mercilessly into my ass, making sure I felt every inch of his cock. His fucking became faster. He started taking longer strokes. “Going to cum,” he whispered. “I am going to cum.” “Give it to me,” I hissed at him. “Cum in my ass. I want to feel it.” He quickened his thrusts, pushing as deep as he could and pulling almost all the way out each time. He lifted one of his feet to the bench. He fucked me harder and faster, pulling my ass to him with each thrust. “umph! Umph!” he grunted as his climax began. I could feel his cock spasm as each shot exploded into my ass. He continued to cum. Over and over and over, he pushed his cock deep into my ass and grunted, each time depositing more cum into my hole. When he had finished, he pulled his cock from my ass. He used his hand to guide his cock as he rubbed the head all around my hole, the cheeks of my ass, and up and down my crack. It left a trail of cum as it passed. He pushed his cock between my legs, and it pushed against my balls. My balls pulled against the base of my dick, and I shot a volley of cum onto the table. I shot another spurt, my hole flexing with each volley. I was cumming hard! As I shot my load, he rammed his cock back into my ass. I continued to cum. His cock felt so good inside me as I came. I was cumming hard and big! Finally, my climax was over, yet cum continued to ooze out of my piss slit. I stood, causing his cock to plop out of my ass. I bent and pulled up my trousers. He stood there looking at me, one leg still out of his jeans and missing a shoe. I put myself together as best I could. As I began to walk away, he still stood at the picnic table. His cock still semi-hard; his jeans and underwear were still around his ankle; and one shoe was still kicked to the side. His hands dangled at his waist. His head tilted back looking to the stars. His round ass shone in the dim light. I retraced my steps and walked up behind him. I squatted. I placed my hands on the cheeks of his ass, and spread them apart. I pushed my tongue into his beautiful hairy ass. He fell forward, using his hands to brace himself on the table. I reached around and fondled his cock and balls. His cock returned to full hardness. I removed my tongue from his ass and released his cock. I stood and walked back to my cab. As I put the car into drive, I could still barely make out his form, still bent over the table. By the movement of his arm, I guessed that he was jacking out another load.