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.