Gay love and sex with horny taxi driver

Maine bas ride confirm ki — Chandigarh se Shimla.
Driver ka naam Sameer.
Age 22.
Photo me banda already kaafi handsome lag raha tha… par real me dekh ke toh literally shock hi lag gaya.

Gora-chitta skin, neatly trimmed stubble, black round neck T-shirt…
Aur woh warm confident smile.
“Adi?”
Uski awaaz deep but soft.
“Yeah,” maine casual sa smile diya.
“Front seat aa jao, back crowded lagti hai,” usne polite tone me kaha.

Main front passenger seat me baitha, seatbelt lagayi… aur mujhe instantly feel hua ki uski nazar meri face pe ek second zyada ruki.
Jaise wo observe kar raha ho — meri jawline, meri hair, my whole vibe.

Gaadi smoothly highway me chali hi thi ke ek sharp turn aaya…
Sameer ne jaldi se gear shift karna chaha —
par uski ungliyan galti se seedha mere haath pe aa ruki.
Pure 1–2 seconds ke liye hum dono freeze.
Uska haath warm.
Mera heartbeat fast.

“Sorry…” usne halki si smile ke saath kaha,
“Gear… thoda niche hota hai. Tumhara haath thoda… cute way me aa gaya beech me.”
Uski voice ka tone flirt jaisa nahi,
bas… honest attraction jaisa.

Maine smile karte hue haath thoda side kiya,
“It’s okay… waise bhi tumhari grip soft hi thi.”
Sameer ne ek second ke liye side glance diya —
wo glance jo banda tab deta hai jab usse koi pasand aa raha hota hai.
Highway ki hawa thandi thi.
Window se light aa rahi thi.

Dono ke beech ka silence comfortable ho chuka tha.
Thodi der baad usne AC adjust karne ke liye thoda paas lean kiya —
iitna paas ki uska shoulder meri arm ko brush kar gaya.
Ek second ke liye usne mujhe dekh liya, seedha… bina kuch bole.

“Adi…” uska tone slow ho gaya,
“Tum… kaafi ache lag rahe ho.”
Maine soft voice me bola,
“Tum bhi… thoda zyada hi handsome ho for a driver.”

Usne smile ki — wo smile jisme thoda shyness bhi tha, thoda attraction bhi.

Gaadi ek scenic viewpoint ke paas thodi slow hui.
Clouds niche.
Valley deep.
Music soft.

Hum dono ek moment ke liye ek dusre ki taraf hue.
Distance itna kam ki saanse tak feel ho rahi thi.
Uski aankhon me woh same warmth…
He didn’t rush.
Bas dheere se apna forehead mera forehead ke paas laya —
jaise permission pooch raha ho bina words ke.
Main bhi move kiya.
Aur ek soft, warm, slow kiss hua —
jisme intensity nahi,
bas connection tha.
Ek second ka, par kaafi deep.
Nothing wild.
Just… real.
Real attraction.
Real pull.

Uske baad hum dono thoda sharma ke seedhe baithe,
par smile dono ke lips pe reh gayi.
Shimla ka safar tab se thoda romantic ho gaya tha…

aur Sameer ka drive, thoda slow.
Shimla ki thandi hawa aur dhund jaise gaadi ke around settle ho rahi thi.

Sameer ab normal driver mode me nahi tha —
uski driving halki si slow, careful… jaise har minute ko stretch karna chahta ho.
Maine window se valley dekhi,
aur side glance se uski profile…

sharp nose, soft lips, woh silent smile jo tab aati hai jab kisi ke saath ride acchi lag rahi ho.

Usne halki awaaz me pucha,
“Adi… thodi der rukoge? Ek view point aata hai yahan.
Kaafi peaceful hota hai.”
Main casually bolta.

“Haan, ruk lo. Waise bhi tumhare saath ride acchi chal rahi hai.”
Usne mirror me dekha —
aur uski aankhon me woh same softness phir aa gayi.

Gaadi ek quiet jagah pe ruk gayi.
Pine trees, dhund, halki halki hawa…
Aur ek ajeeb si silence — good silence — jisme sirf heartbeat sunai deti ho.
Hum dono gaadi se bahar aaye.

Hawa thandi thi, but uske paas khade hone se warmth aa rahi thi.
“Shimla ki thand aur Chandigarh ka banda,” usne tease kiya.

“Arey main itna bhi soft nahi hoon,” maine hans ke kaha.
Sameer khada hua, haath pockets me,
par nazar clearly mujh pe.
“Adi… tumhari presence bahut calm lagti hai,”
usne dheere se kaha.
For a second mai bas use dekhte reh gaya.
Uski honesty disarming thi.
Hawa ka ek thanda jhonka aaya.

aur meri sleeves me goosebumps aa gaye.
Sameer ne notice kiya.
“Cold lag rahi?”
Bina wait kiye usne apni jacket utari aur mere shoulders par rakh di.
Touch soft tha.
Warm.

Aur ek second ke liye uski ungliyaan mere collar ke paas ruk gayi.
Main halka sa blush kar gaya.

“Tum overly nice ho,” maine slow voice me bola.
“Tum overly gorgeous ho,” usne bina hesitation ke reply diya.
Uski honesty + woh close distance…
bas phir hum dono dheere dheere paas aa gaye.

Hum dono view point ke railing ke near khade the.
Dhund humare around dance kar rahi thi.
Aur Sameer thoda aur paas aaya —
uski saanse mere cheek ko brush kar rahi thi.
“Adi…” usne whisper jaisi voice me kaha,
“Woh car wala moment… accidentally nahi tha shayad.”

I looked up at him.
Uski aankhen bilkul clear thi —
straightforward desire, but soft.
Main bhi dheere se close hua.
Aur phir ek second soft kiss hua —
pichle se thoda deeper,
par fir bhi slow, controlled, warm…

jaise dono ek dusre ko carefully explore kar rahe ho.
Hawa aur thandi ho rahi thi,
par kiss se jo warmth aa rahi thi,
wo ek alag hi comfort thi.
Kiss ke baad hum dono thoda saal bhar ki smile share kar rahe the —
shy bhi, excited bhi.

Sameer ne softly kaha:
“Tumhari wajah se aaj ki ride special hogayi…”
Main bhi whisper me bola,
“Meri bhi.”

Gaadi wapas chal padi.
Shimla ke narrow roads, street lights, evening mist…
aur car ke andar woh quiet romantic tension.
Sameer ek baar phir slow voice me bola:
“Adi… agar tum chaaho,
Shimla pahunchke ek coffee le sakte hain.
No pressure.”
Main muskura ke bola.

“Coffee chalegi… par tum mere saamne baithoge.
Rearview mirror wali nazar allowed nahi.”
Usne hansi dabate hue kaha,
“Deal.”
Aur car Shimla ke town me enter ho gayi —
dono ke dil me woh warmth jo new connection se aati hai.

Shimla reach karte hi Sameer ne quietly poocha,
“Coffee?”
Main bas seedha,
“Haan. Chalo.”
Hum ek small hilltop café me gaye —
yellow lights, warm ambience, aur window se foggy valley ka view.

Sameer mere saamne baitha,
par uski nazar baar-baar mujh par hi tik jaati.
Jaise wo still believe nahi kar paa raha ki main uske saamne baitha hoon.
Coffee aayi,
maine cup hold kiya —
aur usne bina soche apna haath halkasa mere haath pe rakh diya.
Soft.
Warm.

No rush.
“Adi…” usne dheere se kaha,
“tumhari presence mujhe… safe feel karwati hai.”
Main thoda smile kiya,
“Sameer, tum jab mujhe dekhte ho… woh bhi safe nahi, thoda dangerous lagta hai.”
Usne halki si hansi di,
aur apne thumb se meri knuckles gently brush ki —
ek chota sa touch,
par heart thoda jump kar gaya.

Dhund bahar thick ho rahi thi,
par café ke andar ek alag warmth thi —
hum dono ke beech ki.

Neither of us spoke much.
Bas eyes, smile, aur woh quiet closeness.
Coffee khatam hoti hi Sameer ne slow voice me kaha:

“Adi… yeh last time nahi hoga, right?”
Maine seedha aankhon me dekh ke bola,
“Bilkul nahi.”
Aur uski smile…
us moment ko perfect bana gayi.