Sexy Uber Ride
Things got interesting when I told him I was a nudist.
Before I even picked up my next rider my ancestors told me he was going to be gay and horny.
He was a young white man named Nick going from San Ramon to Manteca, which is almost an hour and a half ride. He was a talkative friendly fellow who soon mentioned he had a boyfriend.
Shocked that my premonitions were correct, I quickly came out to him and told him about my boyfriend. Knowing we were both gay opened up a lot more possibilities to topics of conversation.
Once I mentioned I was a nudist, Nick cheekily commented that I could take all my clothes off for all he cared. Without skipping a beat I deadpanned Nick through the rear view mirror and told him I would get naked. This turned Nick on and he told me so. He even asked if he could pull his cock out, to which I enthusiastically said YES.
While Nick felt apprehension about us exposing ourselves in front of a security camera in the car and dense Friday night rush hour traffic outside, I assured him that the darkness of night would protect us. As soon as I saw a pull-out spot, I pulled over off the freeway and stripped off my coveralls. Nick was nervously asking me to hurry up while I remained cool, calm, and collected like the professional public nudist I was.
For the rest of that long ride in the dark, we traded sexy stories while occasionally reaching to stroke each other's cocks. Turns out we both loved old white men and cruising, so we shared stories about our public sex experiences. Nick was way more interested in my stories as they were more daring. I even showed him a video of me and my boyfriend having sex (to his credit, he asked). All this combined got Nick so excited that he blew his load in my car (fortunately, he didn't create a mess).
Although we had previously discussed Nick fucking me at a park near his house, I wasn't at all disappointed. Just knowing I got him off merely by the words of my storytelling was incredibly empowering.
A true story.
Gareth Johnson