Uber Driver

(Scott's perspective.)

I wake up and check my phone… scrolling through emails and texts i see one from an unsaved number.

“You forgot something” with a picture of a water bottle filled with my piss. its laying across a very tented pair of shorts.

“Let me see you drink it…” lets see how big of a pig this boy is.

“Sorry sir… it’s empty now.”

“Fuck pig, you’re making daddy’s dick grow, did you like the taste?”

“Only had a sip, the rest was poured over me.”

“Oh, you had even more fun huh?”

“You inspired me daddy.” Fuck this filthy boy is fucking hot. who knew the shy timid driver would turn out to be such a freak

"Where are you now?”

I wait a minute, idly stroking my morning wood, feeling my piss ready to spray if I don't get to the bathroom.

Picture received. Its the driver in bed with a sleeping man who’s cock is still inside.

“I think you made me a cum hungry pig!”

“Happy to let yourself be free. … So do I get another round with you or….”

“Anytime you want me sir.”

“You know where I live pig…how long till you’re here?”

a few minutes watching chat bubbles and no response

“Master Josh would like to invite you over.”

Huh, for a Sunday morning it seems aggressive.

“Will Master Josh be sending me a car?”

“Yes Daddy Scott - your car will be outside in 12 min.”

Not exactly sure what I’ve gotten myself into…I throw myself out of bed, force my morning piss out of my throbbing dick and decide to snap a pic of the stream of it to send to the little slut, brush my teeth and then head to the living room to get my jock from last night to no avail… That horny little fucker must have taken it. I throw on a sweatshirt, shorts and a pair of trainers, I pour my cold brew into a glass and take a sip reflecting on the night when my phone buzzes.

“You’re car is outside”

I grab some a hat and walk outside. A candy apple red lamb is out front. The door opens up

“Get in Daddy Scott.”

I slip in and find the uber slut at the wheel, he only has a drivers hat on and my jock strap. As soon as the doors slide back down I can smell the sex, sweat, cum, man, and piss from both our bodies.

“Looks Like you found a good gig.”

He smiles…”between you and I…last night was the most aggressive sex I had ever have. then, I met this guy and it really proved I just want to be used.

“I can tell, not many boys would have such a hard cock tenting a jock they stole as they drive me to some mystery place in a new fancy car.”

“I am under strict instructions to be at your service as a driver and whatever you may need on the way. “

“Great, pull over here and get me  an iced latte and bottle of water.”

I see his face flush with embarrassment.

“You said whatever I need on the way….”

“Yes sir.”

His brow glistening, cheeks bright red. He takes a deep breath and opens the door to climb out and I see a black rubber circle between his cheeks. His perky smooth ass in view as he walks towards the coffeeshop in nothing but his cabby hat, sunglasses, stained jock and trainers.

My cock thickens in my thin shorts, watching the tight, plugged boy hole I just bread less than 8 hours ago,  walk bare in public. Wonder who this other guy is but he and I obviously have similar interests in training hot boys.

He comes racing back to the car, coffee and water in hand, his face is flushed and his forehead is glistening with sweat, but his eyes are displaying eager excitement as opposed to the fear I saw when he glanced back at me leaving the car.

“I think we should switch.”

“I was told to abide by your rules.”

We swap seats so Im driving

“Come taste my cock again.” I say staring straight ahead.

No words just feel his face buried in my crotch again. He’s sucking my hard shaft through the shorts before pulling the leg up and licking the unwashed shaft from last night.

“You like tasting your ass and my cum on Daddy’s cock?”

“Yes sir.” He looks up at me with a smile before sucking the head into his warm mouth.

“So how many loads are plugged in that tight boy hole of yours?”

“3 sir, yours, and 2 from Master Josh.”

“Fuck you are a pig.”

“Thanks to you Daddy!”

“My pleasure boy.”

I start to let a small dribble of piss out of my cock.

“MMMM” he moans as he eagerly slurps it up.

“Don’t let any spill in this nice car!” I let a bit more flow. Having just gone not too long ago and my raging hard on, I don’t have much. I sip down my coffee and water to fill up for arrival as the boy continues to slurp the head. The GPS notifies we will make it to our destination and I pull up to the Valet, boy’s face still in my lap.

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