Toj

by Tre Angel

  Well, she had seen Rebecca with me down the High Street one day, when we went for a coffee after a shag, she didn’t come over and speak to her but questioned Rebecca about me when she saw her next, she had popped over to Rebecca’s place for a coffee and a chat.

  “Who was that fat bloke you was with down the High Street the other day?” She quizzed Rebecca.

  “Who?” said Rebecca.

  “You know who, I saw you”

  “Oh, him, he’s just a friend of my brother”

  “I got the impression he was more than a friend”

  “Not sure what you mean”

  “Just women’s intuition”

  “You’re not suggesting I was with him!” remarked Rebecca.

  Melanie knows Rebecca likes fit blokes and isn’t the kind of girl that would be seen with … well someone that looks like me, but could sense there was more to this than what Rebecca was letting on.

  Rebecca popped to the loo and as she did her mobile rang.

  “Can you grab that please Mel” she shouted from the upstairs toilet.

  Mel picked up the phone and looked at the caller display.

  “It’s Michael?” she shouted up to Rebecca.

  “Tell him I’m in the bath and I’ll call him later”

  “OK … hello?”

  “Can I speak to Rebecca?”

  “She’s in the bath at the moment; I’ll get her to call you back?”

  “OK, tell her Michael called”

  “Will do”

  Mel hung up decided to have a quick nose at Rebecca’s phone to see if she could find anything about this fat bloke. She opened a text message from someone called Toj (that’s me of course!) it had an attachment. She had a quick look upstairs; Rebecca was still in the loo so Mel opened the attachment. It was a picture sent from me, it was a picture of my cock with the message – ‘let me know when you want some more!’ Mel couldn’t believe her eyes – OMG! she thought, that is big (well anything would be big compared to her famous boyfriends tiddler) but even so, she was gob smacked by it. She heard the chain being pulled and quickly closed everything and put the phone back on the side. Rebecca returned.

  “So, come on Rebecca tell me all about this bloke” Mel said.

  “Look, as I said he’s a friend of my brother”

  “So, what was you doing with him then?”

  “I had just bumped into him and he asked if I wanted a coffee, so I did, that was it”

  “What’s his name?”

  “Oh, he’s got a stupid name, he calls himself Toj”

  Mel instantly knew then Rebecca was seeing me and who could blame her after seeing that picture.

  “So, you’re not … you know” said Mel.

  “Absolutely not … didn’t you see him!”

  “Well I didn’t get a good look, but I could see he wasn’t your type”

  Rebecca started to think, she wanted a way to piss me off after our row and decided to try and line Mel up with me thinking Mel would give me the brush off.

  “There is one thing though” said Rebecca.

  “What’s that?” said Mel.

  “He is a massive fan of your other half, do you fancy a bit of fun!”

  “Like what?”

  “How about we both arrange to meet him for coffee, except I won’t actually be there”

  “Why would I want to do that?” said Mel, thinking – actually I wouldn’t mind.

  “Look, it’s a bit of fun, I know he’ll come onto you and I know when he gets rejected by you it will piss him off, can you just trust me on this one?”

  “He’s not a weirdo or anything like that is he?” said Mel.

  “No, nothing like that, he’s just a regular guy, look just trust me” said Rebecca convincingly.

  Mel would never have agreed to this in a million years normally but she had seen my pic … well my cock pic to be precise. Mel reluctantly (not!) agreed so Rebecca was not suspicious.

  “OK, I’ll do it for you just this once” said Mel.

  “Great, you do owe me one after all, we’re quits now?” Rebecca said.

  “Yes, I do owe you one” said Mel quietly excited inside at the thought of this meeting.

  Rebecca called me that night.

  “Toj, thanks for the pic you sent me”

  “That’s OK, it must have taken ages to download” I said.

  “Oh, ha, ha …” said Rebecca.

  “You still angry with me?” I asked.

  Rebecca didn’t answer the question but moved swiftly onto a different subject which I found a little strange as we had a massive barny, it was my fault … long story … I won’t bore you with it … anyway … the conversation continued.

  “You’re not going to believe this but Mel, do you know my friend Mel?”

  “Yes, I know of her, seen her in the paper a couple of times”

  “Well, she’s meeting me for coffee on Thursday and I mentioned you’re a friend of my brother and a big fan and you would love some signed pics, would you like to join us, what do you think?”

  “Nice one, that would be great, love too, thanks Rebecca”

  “My pleasure, see you Thursday say midday, we’ll go to the coffee place over the garden centre, do you know it?”

  “Yes, I know it, why there?” I said.

  “It’s out of the way and Mel gets recognised quite a lot, her idea”

  “OK, see you there on Thursday”

  “Oh, by the way, please don’t mention anything about us will you” Rebecca said.

  “Of course not”

  Now I know what this Mel bird looks like, she’s top notch, famous, well out of my league so I’ll be looking forward to that. Fucking her would be everyman’s dream, but a dream still, the signed pics will be good though.

  Thursday arrived and I got to the garden centre cafe before the two girls. I sat waiting for around fifteen minutes there was just one woman in there with her young son, now I could see why they chose this place as it doesn’t seem too busy, nice place though lots of plants scattered around and the home made chocolate cake on the counter looked yummy … ‘ave some of that I thought … well I’m fat anyway and I’m not expecting any action this afternoon and not expecting to impress anyone as I’m already shagging Rebecca – well I hope I still am - and Mel as far as I was concerned is a non starter. So, I decided to order some choccy cake.

  I walked up to the counter.

  “Hello, can I help you?” Said the lady serving.

  “Yes, can I have a large tea, two sugars”

  “Anything else?”

  “That looks like home made chocolate cake, is it?”

  “Yes … I made it myself … would you like a slice?”

  “Yes please”

  “That’s £3.50 altogether”

  “Many thanks”

  “I’ll bring it over to you” said the nice lady.

  “Lovely”

  I went back to my table and sat down, still no sign of the girls. The lady brought my tea and cake over and as she did I could see Mel arrive, she was wearing sunglasses and a hat, very L.A. I thought to myself.

  “Hello, you’re Toj aren’t you?”

  “Yes, I was expecting Rebecca as well?”

  “Rebecca sends her apologies but something cropped up at the last minute”

  Rebecca you bitch I thought, you’ve dropped me right in it here.

  “Oh, well it’s very kind of you to come” I said to Mel.

  “It’s my pleasure; I have some signed pictures for you”

  “That’s great, I really appreciate it - oh, sorry please take a seat - I feel awful, I’ve already ordered” I said.

  “That’s fine, that chocolate cake looks good” said Mel with a beautiful smile.

  “Would you like some?”

  “I’d love some”

  “Tea, coffee?”

  “Tea please, two sugars” said Mel.

  I went to the counter to order tea and cake for Mel, the lady
again said she would bring it over.

  I returned to the table and sat opposite Mel.

  “The lady is going to bring it over”

  “OK, great” said Mel.

  “Can I just say I’m, well … fat, but you have a lovely figure and you don’t look like you would eat chocolate cake, especially the size of the slice you get here”

  “I absolutely love chocolate and you’re right I do have to watch what I eat but I just couldn’t resist’ said Mel smiling again.

  Mel took off her hat and sunglasses and started to get comfortable. As she did I noticed the little boy who was with his mum on the table in the corner, I say little, he was about eight or nine and he was wearing the football shirt of the team Mel’s boyfriend plays for, well he started staring over at Mel.

  “I think you have a fan” I said to Mel.

  Mel glanced over to the boy and smiled, he smiled back. Mel then grabbed one of the signed pictures she had and held it up to show the boy.

  “Can he have one of these?” Mel called over to his mum.

  “Yes, thank you” his mum replied.

  Mel beckoned the boy over to our table, he walked over to us.

  “What’s your name?” Mel said to him.

  “Richard”

  “OK Richard”

  Mel then wrote his name on the picture and gave it to him. He was over the moon and took it back to his mum.

  “Thank you” his mum called back, “you’ve made his day!”

  “My pleasure” Mel replied.

  Mel looked back at me and said quietly.

  “Nice little boy”

  “Yes he is”

  “Why mums choose that name though I’ll never know” she whispered.

  “What Richard?” I said keeping the same low tone.

  “Yes, Richard” Mel replied.

  “What’s wrong with the name Richard?”

  “Well, it’s alright when you’re young but when you get older it gets shortened to Dick!” said Mel.

  At that moment I started choking on my cake.

  “You OK?” Mel said to me.

  “Yes, I’m alright, a bit just went down the wrong hole”

  I caught my breath back and started to think … what’s going on here … Rebecca didn’t show and Mel seems very relaxed with me … something fishy here … now, I can either ignore the Dick comment or pursue it and see where it goes, fuck it I thought, let’s go for it, after all it’s not like I’m going to get another chance with Mel and she is well fit.

  “What’s wrong with Dick?” I asked Mel.

  “Nothing” she said staring straight into my eyes and smiling.

  I smiled back and actually started blushing.

  “You’re blushing!”

  “Am I?”

  “Yes, you’ve gone a deep shade of red”

  “That’s unlike me … I have to admit I am a little star struck sitting here with you”

  “Don’t be, you’re a nice guy and I’m enjoying your company”

  “The feeling’s mutual” I said gradually fading back to my usual colour.

  “You was saying about Dick” Mel then said, smiling again.

  “Well actually it was you that started that conversation” I said semi confidently.

  “So it was … it’s a funny name isn’t it … like Nobby and Willy … those names just make me laugh … come to think of it why are you called Toj, that’s a strange name?”

  “It’s a nickname I’ve been stuck with it for years, its short for Tojjer”

  “Why Tojjer?”

  OK, I thought, I’m fucking going for this.

  “Because I have a very big cock!”

  “Yes, I know” Mel said.

  “You do!!??” I said.

  “Don’t worry, Rebecca didn’t say anything, your secret is safe, I saw your naughty picture on Rebecca’s phone … she doesn’t know by the way”

  “Good pic, eh … I tried to get it all in the picture but the screen wasn’t large enough, it’s missing about five or six inches” I said absolutely going with this big time.

  Mel stared at me and said.

  “Well for what it’s worth I think it’s a great picture and now I know what you’ve just told me I think it’s even better … I don’t suppose you got a picture of all of it by any chance?” she said really getting into this conversation.

  “No, they haven’t made a camera big enough yet!”

  We both started laughing, Mel was really enjoying herself and I had to pinch myself to see if this was all for real or just a dream … it was for real.

  That was when she told me about her boyfriends’ small problem.

  “Since you’ve brought up the subject, is there a problem?” I asked.

  “Yes … it doesn’t do it for me … the money and lifestyle is fabulous but I’m disappointed” she said quite seriously.

  “Is that why you came here today, because you saw my picture on Rebecca’s phone?”

  “Yes” she said.

  “You’re telling me all this stuff, how do you know you can trust me not to blab?”

  “Because you’re a friend of Rebecca and I trust her … she thinks I’m going to give you the brush off when we meet to piss you off to get back at you because of some argument you recently had but my intentions are very different?”

  “Are they?” I said

  “Look, I don’t want Rebecca to know about anything we have talked about, I just want her to think we met, you came onto me and I told you to get lost, can you do that for me?” Mel said.

  “OK, my lips are sealed; if she ever asks I’ll tell her … what now?” I said leaving the ball in her court.

  “Do you know anywhere we can go?” she asked.

  “Shit, I don’t know, you are obviously known so we can’t go to a hotel, shit … shit, shit” I repeated.

  Now I’m thinking I’ve got to come up with something quick while she’s in the mood.

  “Look we’re out in the sticks here, if we drive about five miles down the road we hit the countryside, we’ll find somewhere to park deep into the trees and …”

  “Yes, great idea” she said before I could even finish my sentence.

  “Shall we go then?” I said.

  “Yes, you go first and I’ll follow making sure we’re not seen going out together” she said.

  “I’m in the car park, it’s the red car over by the big tree you can’t miss it” I said.

  “Go, go, I’ll be with you in a couple minutes”

  I walked out of the cafe and got in the car, you should know what I’m like by now, my cock is ready for some really good, come on let’s be real here, some fucking amazing action with a bird that’s fucking gorgeous, I mean fucking gorgeous. I sat there for a few minutes and took the opportunity to move my hard cock so it rested down inside my trouser leg. I have to admit even I thought it looked horny and it’s my cock! Mel jumped into the passenger seat and noticed it instantly; she put her hand straight onto it and started rubbing it over the top of my trousers. I started driving down the road for a couple of miles. Nothing was said … then!

  “Down here looks good” she said.

  I drove down a turn off and found a small track that led into the trees. I turned down the track and found the perfect place to stop, nobody could see us here.

  “In the back” she said.

  She climbed into the back seat from the passenger seat, never an easy manoeuvre but she managed it with ease. I got out the car and walked around to the rear door, opened it and lay on top of her, we started kissing. She loosened my trousers and pulled them over my arse and my cock lunged out, it was very hard and very big. She pulled her own knickers off opened her legs wide and pulled me into her. Now we’re talking, my cock is inside her and I’m not hanging about I started fucking her hard, really hard. She was fucking loving it, she was so wet, she come almost straight away, then she come again, then again and there was no way I was going to spoil her fun I just kept the hard
fucking going she was just fucking loving it.

  “Tell me when you’re about to come” she then said breathing heavily.

  “OK, I’m going to come now” I said.

  “Come up me” she said.

  Don’t worry I thought, I had every intention of doing just that and at that moment I did, fucking loads of it went deep inside her. I eased off her whilst we both got our breaths back, I then pulled my cock out of her, believe me when it’s on a semi and pumped up it looks fucking awesome. She looked down at it.

  “So, what do you think of my willy?” I said.

  She replied …

  “No, I’ve seen willy’s … that’s a cock!”

  ~~~~~

  SIOBHAN

  Now, you may be thinking – is this what this book is all about, just some fat bloke with a big cock fucking loads of birds – well, pretty much so. Some of you may be bored, some of you may have even thrown this in the bin already (although I wouldn’t as you’re reading on a notepad!), that would be a shame as you may have missed Mel’s story … she was fucking gorgeous, I didn’t get the chance to fuck her again but trust me once was more than enough. And, of course, some of you just want to know more … and for those of you that do I’m about to tell you about Siobhan (by the way it’s pronounced Shivawn, why it’s spelt like that baffles me, when writing about Siobhan I had to ask how it was spelt as I did originally spell it Shivawn … pratt!).

  Siobhan is a friend of Brenda … sorry, D.S. Jones. Siobhan is a beauty therapist, you know nails, pedicures, facials (facials, what a great description, all I can think of when I hear that word is … you work it out!). And she also does massages, oh yes, you’re already thinking ahead, but these are your regular massages at the salon not the so called massages advertised in the local paper, the dirty ones, no … just your perfectly normal massage. Driving the bus gives me a back ache and I get a lot of knots in my back which sometimes leads to headaches, the only way to get rid of them is with a nice soothing back, neck and shoulder massage. I used to go to my local salon which is just up the road from my flat, the girl that used to do them, Sarah, was really nice and good at her job. Nothing ever happened; I just popped in once a week or so for a session, fifteen quid well spent. Unfortunately Sarah got married and she moved away and although I tried the other bird in there, can’t remember her name, she wasn’t as good as Sarah.