THE TAXI DRIVER

Some years ago back in Abuja, a white friend of mine was visiting from the states and was needing some big African wood to cement his African dream experience.

I really didn't know anyone who fitted the description  of his ideal man so I started calling friends for referrals.

So,It happened one day i was taking a taxi to work that i got a call from an acquintace who told me our mutual friend informed him of the search.

He knew someone who scored all the points for the ideal candidate but the only problem was he  was straight and because of that, would charge my white friend at least 70k and he (the pimp) will have a commission of 20k.

"da fuck!!!!" Was I hearing correctly ?

I didn't waste any time to put the dude in place.

"How the prick want big reach wey you dey charge 70k?" I fired.

I didn't even let him complete his response and I hung up.

I was fuming as I alighted from the cab when we arrived at my destination. After I’d paid my bills, the driver asked me what time I would close from work  and offered me a discount if he came to pick me up. It wasn't a bad idea so I agreed.

It was in that instant I actually took note of the drivers looks. A very dark and good looking man he was. He asked for my number and I gave it to him.

After the close of work , he came to pick me up and as he drove , he started a conversation. He told me he overheard my conversation that morning and was interested.

He didn't beat around the bush. He said his dick was very big that Infact when he squats to take a shit, it touches the ground. He said even women complain about it. I just sat quietly and listened to him.

He went further to say he's never been with a man as an adult but as a kid, himself and his cousins use to play with each other's dicks. He told me he desperately needed money to pay for the taxi because he drove it on hire. "Big bros even if na 5k I no mind....market never move for me since 2 weeks and I dey owe the oga wey get this motor" he begged.

"So how many inches and width are you ?" I asked bluntly. Even though I sounded indifferent, my pulse was going mad with excitement.

"Boss, honestly I no know..but......e fat like this"- he made a crecent shape with his very large hands and I almost flipped.

"Wait!!!! This Your big  hand cannot go round it?" I asked with eyes wide opened.

"Boss I tell you.  I no go lie" he replied.

"Length nko?" I required.

He stretched his large hand and said- "add another......let me say.......add like that kain 3 or 4  inches join am (Refering to the distance from his thumb to his stretched middle finger)."

"Na lie" I said in disbelief.



"I swear with my papa name Boss, I no go lie you"

I just looked at his hairy strong looking arms and his broad solid chest that was visible through his shirt. I tried to figure if my dickomether reader would give me hints of an XXXL.

"So how will I know you're saying the truth?" I asked; my curiosity taking possession of me.

"Haba Boss, you be man like me nah....no be the same thing we get? Nothing dey dia. I go clear your doubt" he said simply.

We agreed he will show me his tool in his house  when he ends his running around for the day. According to him, knowing where he lived was a step of trust and transparency.

I was home minding my business that night when my phone rang; and it was him.

I got dressed and got into his car.  We first drove to get suya and some drinks (on his expense ) before we drove all the way to his house in suleja.

I hadn’t told him I was gay and besides he was the one in need so i had nothing to fear.

It was a long ride and thankfully it was a Friday so I was less worried about time.

We arrived at his one bed room flat and he went to have his shower while I went through his family album. Shortly afterwards, he came out with his just his towel on. Broad solid chest covered with a lush of rich black hair, strong shoulders and standing at nothing less than 6ft 3, this driver was an ideal catch.

“e never rise” he said as he dropped his towel. Even at rest , his dick was a trophy. Big mushroom head and equally big shaft.

I had to squeeze my boner in-between my thighs as my mouth watered.

“try make am stand” I said. He went for his electronic device at the corner of the sitting room and turned on a porn movie. This guy was as free as anything. While the movie started , he went into the room to  grab a body lotion. Right in front of me he began stroking. And slowly his wood began to grow.

I always thought I was big and had seen it all until that day.

DAMN; WAS HE BIG.

I couldn’t hold myself any longer I let go of my wood and asked he pass the lotion.

Instead of me to take the lotion from his outstretched arm, and get back to my seat, I took the lotion and sat right next to him.

“chairman you carry weapon o” he said as he looked at my dick. “na your own confirm pass” I said as i starred at his member like someone under some hypnosis. He chucked and said – “ abi you still dey doubt?”

“make I touch am....this cannot be real” I said; hoping my sounding like an unbeliever would permit me to touch it. “feel am nah.....100% natural. I no take any drugs” he said trying to convince me he was the real deal.

As I reached for his dick , he let go of his hand. “bloody hell” was all I could say as I held it in my hands. I felt it throb as I gently squeezed it.


SHIT!!!  My palm was almost fully stretched as I gripped it. I had to let go of my dick so as to borrow my left hand to support my right. With both hands I began to massage and stroke. He sank into his sofa and parted his thick thighs. He was feeling the sensation. As i looked at his handsome face, all I wanted to do was kiss him but I just held back.


I told him some people will kill for his dick. He told me he’s been looking for a sugar mummy for years but was unlucky. “I dey hear say man to man fun dey pay well well “ he added.


“before nko!!” I quickly replied. I told him gay sex was so sweet that is why some guys are doing it with themselves and some will rather fuck a chic in the ass rather than the vagina. “I dey see that one too. "You do hear of shemale?" He asked. And i nodded. "Dem no dey naija ba?" - i shook my head.

"I never fuck nyash hole before” he added.

At this point, i had removed my shorts and had got in-between his massive hairy thighs. His big balls hung beautifully and as I touched them, all I was imagining was having it punch the crap out of mine as he fucked me from behind.


I concentrated my stroke game on his cock head with one hand while the other massaged his shaft. He slowly began thrusting into my hands and I leaned over him and took one of his nipples into my mouth. He jerked away. It was pure reflex action. Adding a bit of command in my voice, I said “guy calm down”.  And he did. Indeed  - when a man’s dick is hard, he is as obedient as a circus dog.


I tongued and sucked his nipples so nice and gentle while synchronizing it the rhythm of my stroking. He began to moan and arch his hips forcefully to meet my hand job. He was now fucking my hands lovingly.


I stylishly used my shirt to wipe the lotion off his dick because I was dying to have him in my mouth. As i was about opening my mouth to take his humongous cock, he began to giggle and cover his dick. “o boy rest nah......you don spoil” he started trying to use his elbow to ward me off playfully as he still giggled.



I parted his thighs some more and went for his balls. Taking them in my mouth, I began showing them some good loving. He gasped as i rolled them gently with my tongue. I went down to his ass hole and started to rim him. He began stroking his dick as he raised his thick legs slightly; allowing me get more access go his sealed hole. “Jesus Christ ooooo” he moaned. I took his dick off his hands and stuffed my mouth with it.


He looked really dazed and his ecstasy face was epic. He watched me take him further into my gullet...choking and gasping for air but not giving a damn if I died of suffocation or not.



I got ontop of him. Licking every inch of his solid body my tongue could find. I got to his face, licked his cheeks and then hid mouth. To my amazement, his lips immediately caught mine and we went into a kissing frenzy.

This man kissed me beyond explanation.

As we lip locked, I reached for the lotion and began working on my hole with one hand while I resumed my stroking on his elephant dick with the other. He seemed to be in a trance of pleasure when I mounted him and gently took him into custody of my pleasure chamber.



Indeed It was a challenge of courage to ride such a dick and not fear for your life. He asked me to stand up and when I did, my leg quaked and gave way almost making me collapsing if not for his strong hands that caught me.


“na muscle pull?”  He asked with concern.


Muscle pull indeed. I have been in the labour room taking inn a baby. I cursed in my head .


“which kain muscle pull?....o boy dis your prick na fire” I panted. In response


Body glistering With sweat; his broad hairy chest rising and falling as he heaved; his mammoth dick nodding With vigour was a once in a lifetime experience to see. 

With a big grin , he said “dis small tin na him you dey call fire? Na him be say you still never confirm”



His big grin slowly began to fade as he looked down at his dick. With his index finger he raised his dick; turning it from side to side as he inspected it.



“wetin?” I asked him. My heart beating as I hoped my bowel hadn't betrayed my douching.


“omoh the tin still  clean o” he said.


Swelling with pride, I boasted on how I pay attention to my hygiene.

“e no make sense nah....” He sounded with a hint of disappointment.


“na nyash I fuck. No be toto”


“meaning?” .....i asked. Now very confused.


“boss, see ehhh....no matter how nyash want fine or sweet reach, shit go still dey inside. If you dey fuck nyash you suppose get confirmation say na nyash you fuck. You dey feel me?” He tried to explain himself.


“so you want make I shit full your dick?” I asked irritably.


“No ooh.....ahhhh!!...no be that one. At least make small Sign  show say na nyash. Oya reason sey you go restaurant wey one plate of food na 4k. How you want take prove say you don chop dia if dem ask You?” He added.



I just starred at him like a cow. Honestly I didn’t know what to say to him.



“sebi you understand be?” He asked.



“oya nah fuck the shit comot make i rest”  I said as I threw  decency out the window.



His grin returned as he gladly said – “baaaaaadest guy”


I starred at his slumped semi  hard penis. MY LORD!!!! It looked unbelievable. I could swear it looked bigger when it was nearly flacid than fully erect.



“e don dey fall” he said as he took his big dick in his hand; tugging it to revive it.


“abeg open your hole make e ginger me. If I see am e go quick rise”. His eyes held a desperate plea like he was afraid I might refuse.


I don't know why but in that instance I felt sorry for him.  I just sunk into the sofa and threw my legs back exposing my already gapped red hole. “omoh see hole” he moaned. He gazed with raw as he rubbed it while hissing in-between his teeth.




He inserted one of his fat finger into me and after some slow working, he made it two. His eyes were fixed on his duty  for a while and then slowly, his gaze travelled from my hole to my dick, my tummy, my nipples , my neck and then our eyes locked. He looked at me  and grinned with happiness as he shook his head as if he was yet to believe what he was experiencing.





Before my very eyes,his cock grew to full turgidness in a matter of seconds with each nod. All the network of  veins on his prick were visible now and looked  very angry. I reached my hands for his penis and weighed it with my hands. “So this penis is what I want to give onyibo?” i thought to myself.



He came over me and let himself into me once more. Filling up every nook and cranny of my hole, he waited few seconds and then  began to slam me. I relaxed while taking deep breaths as to allow the pain flow easily all through my body. I held him close to me as he fucked me.



After a while he stopped and said - “make we do sideways style so I fit release” . He withdrew his dick and motioned me to my side. I had my face and body front  pressed to the back rest of the sofa while my left leg rested on the head rest of the ripped cheap leather. I felt the warmth of his body on my back and then a slow penetration followed together with a loving embrace

“I will fuck the shit out babyyyyyyy....yesssssoooohhhhh...ahhhhh.....i will fuck out your shit from your sweet nyash” he repeatedly moaned into my ears as he stabbed the smoke out of my walls.



At some point, the pain subsided and all I could feel was the sensational frictions of his cock on my walls. He began to thrust at intervals (after rotating his hips clockwise and anti-clock wise). He was really captivated cos I was really oozing out some creamy ass juice ( which usually happens after lots of friction). He began squeezing me so tight that I literally started suffocating. He pressed his hips so hard into me with all his might that his muscles began to tremble. For about a minute he held that position....and then he began to muffle sounds as he deposited his spunk in my warm cunt.



He couldn’t go any deeper no matter how hard he tried to press his pulsating cock into my ass. With a popping sound , he withdrew his pole from my hole and This time we both inspected it. And there it was...right under at the corner of the fat knob. The proof.



“that is what am talking about” he bragged as he starred at it with satisfaction. He looked at me and smiled. Gently turning me again, he went back inside. Did few thrusts and withdrew himself. 


He went to shower and after he did, I went inn. I was so tired and so was he. We slept off in each other’s arms.


The next morning we chatted and I contacted the white man. But my taxi driver kept saying that it was me he wanted. I didn’t want it to look as if I was lying about the runs so I insisted.


My white friend invited us to ceede plaza in Abuja that same day and on getting there, he was in the company of 2 guys. One I couldn’t recognise and the other, the dude who I told off the previous day that demanded for nothing less than 70k for the guy he was pimping.




Both guys were so annoying. Trying to speak phonetic and was all over the white man. The stupid white man began behaving a bit hostile towards myself and my taxi friend to the point that my taxi friend demanded we leave immediately ( right in front of them).

I later got to find out he (my white friend) had other people who he had asked to get him a fuck buddy. Little did he know no one of his guys was half of my friend .





Few days later, I called my friend and handed him 20k to settle his boss. At first he refused and joked about if I have seen a anyone pay someone for wrecking his car. Eventually I was able to persuade him and he took only 10k. He said it was all he needed and he thanked me after assuring to pay back.

He insisted it was a debt.



But something bad happened. He travelled to his home town and in that period, I moved out from my residence and also had a job to do in Lagos. I hanged out one night and he called me (midnight call ). He was back to Abuja and wasn’t happy I was away. He told me he came to my old house but met it empty.


I assured him when I come back, I will take him to my new place. When he started  telling me how he missed my ass and wanted to hear how i felt while he fucked me, I was forced to walk away from people around the club to a safe spot. But little did i know that Lagos was a den of hoodlums and robbers.



Under a well lit street light night , a group of boys robbed my phone and was about taking off my shoes as well when a police man shouted STOP!!!! Which made Them all flee In different directions. The police man instructed me to go back to the club and not wander the streets cos it was dangerous.

That period I was so broke and had no hope of money to buy a new phone until my business in Lagos was over. I was phoneless for a little over a month and when I restored my line, I prayed my taxi driver would call back. But he never did.


I had been to his house on suleja just once (with him) and since it was at night I visited, it’s impossible to trace him. Also his house really didn’t have a number. Just rows of mini flats hidden in a street corner.


His name is actually Francis and his from Edo state. He’s very dark and in-between muscular and chubby. He also has a light voice and seems to always joke alot. I hope by a miracle he happens to see this or has met someone who knows him and reads this.