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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 isvecbahis 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 isveçbahis giriş 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, isveçbahis yeni giriş 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.”

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