It was Saturday night. Adam and his friends had just left the club. Their t-shirts stuck to them as they entered the cool air. Carly ran to the usual bench on the street outside. Adam and Kev sauntered over, pushing her along to sit down.

"Fuck me, I'm knackered," Kev puffed out, as he collapsed on the bench. All three of them eyeing up the exiting revellers. 

"How the fuck do girls get away with wearing so fucking little?" Adam laughed. 

"Cause lads are easily pleased," scoffed Carly. 

Both Adam and Kev got their phones out and dialled through for a taxi. "Ten minutes," beamed Kev.

"Bastard! mine's twenty," groaned Adam.

Adam lived in the south of the city, Kev and Carly to the north. So on this bench was where they always left each other on a Saturday night. 

Kev's phone pinged and he jumped up, "this is ours." They both leapt into the taxi laughing, giving Adam the finger through the window.

"Bastards," he laughed.

He checked his phone, still no text. The crowd was now slimming down with just the odd straggler and drunk. Then his phone lit up, a text message telling him the taxi was due any minute, Silver Volvo. He scanned along the road and could see the car coming. 'About fucking time,' he thought. He gave the driver his name and jumped in the back seat.

It had been a great night but he was going home alone again. He'd chatted to loads of girls but all it got him was horny and alone. He was a handsome lad, slim with long blond hair but he tended to get more double-takes from lads than girls. 

"Good night, mate?" the driver asked over his shoulder.

"Yes, not bad," Adam replied, his t-shirt and underwear now damp and sticking to him. 

"Been watching the girls coming out of there. Fucking hell, got my cock hard," the driver laughed. "Where are you going to, mate?" 

"Oh, Formby, you know by the beachfront?" Adam answered.

"Yeah, I know it mate," The driver grinned back at him. He adjusted his mirror to catch a look at his new customer and liked what he saw. If he hadn't spoken, he might have taken him for a girl. Sitting there with his long blonde hair, big blue eyes, and pouty lips. This little cutie had him stroking a bulge already, he turned up the radio to distract himself from the boy.

The conversation ended there as Adam relaxed in the seat and the driver sang along to the radio. Adam checked his pocket for his £20 he kept for the journey home. It was there, he reached and pulled it out. Then he cursed himself as he held in his hand a £10 note. 'Why had he got those last drinks in?' He wondered.

"Er, excuse me, mate," he said. The driver turned down the radio. "Sorry about this but I thought I had a £20 note but all I have is a tenner. Can you drop me when the value is at £10, mate?" Adam nervously asked.

 "Are you taking the piss, mate? We've already passed that, miles back." The driver was most defiantly pissed off. 

He turned off the main road and down towards the beach, parking up in an empty lane. He turned round to face Adam. This was the first time Adam had really noticed him. He was about forty, tall and stocky. His muscles bulged through his t-shirt and his face was stern. "I'm not being fucked about by you little pricks anymore. You want the ride, you better pay."

"I'm not lying, all I have is a tenner. I've got nothing else, mate," Adam pleaded. 

The driver was out of the car with a slam and threw open the door. He grabbed Adam by his long blonde hair and pulled him out of the car. Pressing Adam up against the side of the car, he looked down at Adam. "You can pay another way, lad."

Adam knew immediately what he meant, he had heard the rumours about sucking your fare away before. Just never thought he would be faced with it. He looked up at the imposing figure, realizing he didn't have many options.

"Don't worry about it, mate. Lots of lads pay this way. It's not like we are ever going to meet again, so be a good boy and drop to your knees."

Adam fell to the gravel and looked up to see the driver's joggers around his ankles, lifting his head to face a hard thick cock. His lips were parted by the wet cock head and he slowly took the thick shaft between his lips. Instinctively he gripped the driver's muscular arse as he took his cock deep in his mouth.

The driver groaned, "I knew you'd be a good pussy, boy." His large hands stroked Adams's head, as he bobbed up and down his rock hard cock. Adam was in heaven, this driver's thick cock had answered all the questions that had been bouncing around his teenage head.

A yank on his hair and Adam was lifted and bent over the bonnet. Fingers unbuttoned, his jeans and his ass felt the cool air as it was exposed.

"I thought if I sucked you it would... " Adam was cut off with a hard spank on his ass.

 "I'll tell when you've paid, gayboy." The driver pushed him down flat over the car.

He spat on Adams's tight hole and dove his hot tongue deep in. "Ohhhh!" Adam instantly moaned loud, his brain reeling from the intense pleasure.

"Yeah, somebody fucking likes that, eh, bitch?" the driver mocked.

Adam could only moan loudly into the night air, "Yesss." His body jumped as the hot tongue was replaced by something cold and wet.

The driver stood up and was unwrapped something behind him, then more cold wet lube was poured on Adams's virgin hole. The driver's cock pressed up against his hole, it felt enormous pushing into his tight hole. 

His hands gripped Adam's small waist as he pulled him down onto his cock. Adam let out a loud groan as he took the full length of his cock. Holding him deep on the thick cock, stretching his hole. 

"Fuck boy, you've got a tight pussy. You're milking my cock." The driver started to slide his cock in and out, fucking the boy hard over the car. Adam lay stretched out over the car, as the driver slapped against his perfect little bubble butt. His almost girly moans loudly drifting into the night.

Adam froze in terror as another car parked up, praying it wasn't a police car. Even the taxi driver had stopped fucking. He held his cock deep up the lad as the car parked.

The car window slowly slid down and a face appeared. "Not another nonpayer, Ali?" shouted the man from his window.

The driver laughed over to his friend, "yes, another little bitch trying it on." He resumed to his fucking at an almost frenzied pace, putting on a show for his audience. "Although I'm really glad this lad did, he's a cute little bitch."

Adam could see the other driver gleefully watching him being roughly fucked and he didn't care. Each deep thrust of his cock made him moan, louder and louder but he never tried to quieten himself. He gave in to it, welcomed it, wanted it and the driver's groans also got louder.

"FUCK, YES," the driver shouted as he came, banging Adam hard against the car with each thrust. He peeled off his condom and pushed Adam back to his knees to lick clean his dripping cock. Adam dutifully licked all over the cock, lapping up all the hot cum. 

The driver pulled up his pants. "Come on lad, I'll drop you off now."

Adam got back in the taxi to the applause of the driver's friend. Showing no embarrassment, he proudly blew him a kiss.

As they drove, both the driver and Adam couldn't stop smiling. The driver because he'd just fucked the cutest lad he'd ever seen and Adam because he'd finally took the plunge and tried cock. Moreover, he loved it. It felt so good and so right, pleased was an understatement.

As they came to Adam's street, the driver passed Adam his card. "Next time, call me direct and I'll definitely pick you up." Adam nodded, he knew, without a doubt, he would be calling him soon.

As he got out of the car, the driver leaned out. "Hey pussyboy, better wipe that cum off your lips before your Mum and Dad see." He drove away laughing.