Date: Sun, 24 May 2015 21:10:03 +0200
From: patrickbuckley55@gmail.com
Subject: Red Jerry

Red Jerry

I worked at a company where I met Jerry a few years ago. He was one of
those unfortunate red head people with a freckled complexion and bright
curly ginger hair. He was an unattractive man and to be honest could be
called Fugly. Apart from having large wing-nut ears, he also had prominent
cheek bones. The cheek bones tapered substantially to a protruding mouth,
which surrounded buckteeth. This gave him a really stupid facial
expression. Mother Nature was in a bad mood the day he was born.

Physically he was no oil painting either because he had a very large
butt. He had large fleshy hands that were unattractive, and huge feet. To
add to his misery he also had a major sinus problem and sniffed and snorted
incessantly. He was a sad creature that everyone went to great lengths to
avoid. I felt very sorry for him, and was virtually the only person that
would even speak to him. At work he would always gravitate towards me at
tea and lunch times. Apart from his unfortunate lack of social grace he was
an extremely bright person, and leaps and bounds ahead of all his
co-workers in the computer division.

Everyone at the company knew I was gay. I was therefore very surprised
after a few months when Jerry invited me to dinner one Friday. He wanted to
take me out to thank me for always being so engaging and friendly towards
him. I simply couldn't refuse. He arrived at my apartment thirty minutes
before our booking at the restaurant. After a quick drink we left for
dinner. While dining he poured his heart out about how lonely he was. He
drank quite a bit at supper, and was on his ear upon our arrival back at my
home.

Realizing that he was in no state to drive home, I offered him my spare
room which he gladly accepted. The following morning I made breakfast for
us before he left at 10am, profusely thanking me for my kindness. Sadly the
dinners and stay-overs became a weekly occurrence. I really liked him and
enjoyed his company immensely, but would rather have spent my Friday nights
at a gay bar down the road.

After a further four weeks he asked me what I normally did on Friday's. I
answered truthfully and was blown away by the suggestion that we should
visit the gay bar after our dinner. Hesitantly, I agreed to take him to the
pub. Jerry had a few drinks upon our arrival and was fascinated by the
place. His eyes absorbed everything and everyone. After a time he excused
himself to use the toilet. Having been gone ten minutes I went to look for
him. When I entered the latrine I heard sexual sounds emanating from the
only stall in use.

Bewildered, I returned to my seat at the bar. I focused on the exit door of
the toilet and minutes later observed a young man leaving, followed seconds
later by Jerry. I said nothing. We resumed chatting before Jerry repeated
his toilet ritual a while later. After his second visit we finished our
drinks and left for my apartment. Jerry left as usual the following morning
after breakfast.

Late that afternoon I got a call from him asking if he could bring over
pizzas for dinner. I agreed somewhat reluctantly, but as I had nothing
planned that evening, wasn't all that perturbed. At around 9pm Jerry asked
if he could buy me a drink at the bar we had visited the previous
evening. I agreed and we set off on the ten minute walk. Not long after our
arrival Jerry had to use the toilet. After a few minutes I investigated as
I had done the previous evening. This time however I entered the stall next
to the one in use. I was fully aware of the large glory-holes in the
toilets.

As I peered through the glory-hole a young guy was on his knees attempting
to suck Jerry off. Attempting is the only word I could use, as our friend
Jerry had the thickest cock I had ever seen. His dick was incredibly
fat. The poor young man could barely fit the head of Jerry's cock in his
mouth. Jerry's penis was very light in colour and laced with blue veins. As
the young man took a breather, I also observed that Jerry was generously
uncut, with an inch of skin hanging off the tip. It was also clear that his
foreskin could not fully retract. The youngster tongued the front of his
dick as if savoring something delectable.

Shortly the young man stood up and turned around and bent before
Jerry. Jerry grabbed his hips and began forcing his monster into the
awaiting hole. The youngster yelped as Jerry plowed straight into
him. After a few minutes as Jerry announced he was cumming, the young man
spun around and got onto his knees. The abundant white reward he had worked
so hard for was sprayed into eager mouth.

I quickly left my stall and returned to the bar. Jerry soon joined me and
we ordered two more drinks. Half an hour later Jerry again left for the
toilet, and I once again had my voyeuristic pleasures
nourished. Unfortunately, I was not able to witness round three a while
later, as the stall next to Jerry was occupied.

The following Friday and Saturday we kept up our new tradition. On the
Friday I was fortunate enough to view all three of Jerry's performances. On
Saturday I watched round one, but the stall next to Jerry was regrettably
occupied for round two. I was determined to participate more actively in
round three, and when I entered the stall next to Jerry was delighted to
find that he was alone in his stall. I motioned with my finger for him to
push his dick through the hole, which he immediately did.

His cock close up was spectacular and I began licking and sucking heartily.
After a few minutes he withdrew and whispered that I should join him in his
stall. Ignoring his request I simply placed my anus at the hole. I was
overjoyed when I felt his cock start to prod at my rosebud. Taking his
large phallus was somewhat of an ordeal but I was determined to do so. He
started thrusting into me with vigor. After five minutes in heaven Jerry
unloaded into my backside. I moved with great haste once he had cum, and
exited the stall before he had finished doing up his trousers. When he
joined me at the bar we ordered one more beer before calling it a night.

As we walked back to my apartment I told him that he had a remarkable
penis. When he looked at me with total shock, I admitted that I had
provided him with his finale in the toilet that evening. Smiling Jerry told
me that he had always wanted to have sex with me but was afraid to ask. He
felt he was out of my league. According to him I was the best looking guy
at the company, and he was just the ugly duckling. Fearing rejection he had
always refrained from propositioning me.

As we continued walking he asked if the bar visits would be necessary from
now on. Smiling I told him that I did not think so.