Toj

by Tre Angel

  “Thanks for understanding Toj I was really not looking forward to this conversation” said Jo.

  The feeling’s mutual I thought with immense relief as somehow I was now completely off the hook and free to see Rachael the weekend, strangely enough though I was sort of happy and sad at the same time. Although I had only known Jo for such a short time it had been pretty much full on from the off and I have to admit I was going to miss her even though it was only a couple of days. I hadn’t felt that way about a bird for a long time, plus I actually wasn’t looking forward to any hanky panky that may arise with Rachael. As mentioned Rachael is extremely shagable but I kinda felt even thinking about it was cheating on Jo … it must be love … wwwhhhoooaaaa … what am I thinking … fuck me … what’s occurring here … get those fucking thoughts out of my head straight away … that was easier said than done as I still felt something … well to be honest … some real feelings for Jo … actually these feelings were really nice so bollocks why shouldn’t I have them and be comfortable with them.

  “Jo, it’s absolutely fine with me, I’ll be flying around catching up on stuff all weekend anyway”

  “Great … and thanks … will miss you” said Jo.

  “Miss you too” I replied.

  “I’ll call you when I get back … should be about 10 o’clock on Sunday” said Jo.

  “Speak then … have a great weekend”

  “You too!”

  Now it’s all well and good having sorted that little (well big) problem out but I have got to fly the next day … that’s fly in a big fuck off plane … that’s fly as in going miles up in the sky in a coach with wings … you know flying as in I am fucking shitting myself and feel very sick at even thinking about it … fuck I feel like I’m going to throw up … I am going to throw up … and I did … not only that but I also got gut rot too … there was stinking fluid coming out of both ends … my bathroom stunk of sick and shit which made me want to throw up even more!

  Finally my stomach settled down and I settled on the couch, put a blanket over me, stuck the telly on and instantly fell asleep.

  I had set my alarm for 8 o’clock in the morning and low and behold it did what it was supposed to do … as I leant across to press the snooze button I felt my neck, my back and my head ache almost simultaneously. The aroma of sick and shit was also still wafting around my flat … not a good start to the day I thought … a day that was going to get worse hour by hour … all I could think of was … JO! Please come and rescue me … that wasn’t going to happen.

  12.30pm, I’ve packed my overnight bag and yes I remembered my fucking passport so it was time to call a taxi and get over to Rachael’s for 1pm. Sitting in the taxi on the way over there I started to think of ways of getting out of this nightmare situation. I could just not turn up but I didn’t want to do that as Rachael is Claire’s friend and Claire has been a good friend to me. I could say I was not feeling well (that would actually be true!) but it’s a bit feeble … the bottom line is Rachael had gone to a lot of trouble to organise this and as much as I just did not want to go I just couldn’t shy off this trip … nope, I had to go through with it … or do I … what I could do is try and get out of it by Rachael calling it off … hhhmmmm … me thinks … what if I made it uncomfortable for Rachael wanting to go on this trip, so much so she decides to cancel the trip … that would work and I think I know just how to go about it.

  I arrived at Rachael’s smack on time … 1 o’clock precisely … I walked past the geezer at the front desk and into the lift. I knew exactly what I was going to say to Rachael … and I was 99% well 100% confident it would work … that it would make Rachael decide to cancel the trip … 110%!

  I rang Rachael’s bell … she opened the door.

  “Toj … come in, great you’re on time, everything’s arranged, we fly at three so we’ll leave here in a few minutes to give us plenty of time. I know my way around the airport and know some neat shortcuts to get us on the plane without all the usual hassle … how you feeling?”

  “Look Rachael I want to be totally up front with you … totally!” I said.

  “Don’t worry Toj, you’ll be with me and everything will be fine … I promise you that you will enjoy the whole thing … trust me”

  “It’s not the nerves; it’s something else I just have to tell you”

  “That sounds ominous; now you’re making ME nervous … what is it?” She replied.

  “The best way is to just come straight out with it” I said.

  “Toj … you’re worrying me now … what is it?”

  “The thing is my only intention is to fuck you on this weekend, I have zero intention of seeing you again, for me it’s just another fit bird I want to shove my huge cock up … this cock”

  With that I pulled my cock out of my trousers and started to wave it towards her. I continued.

  “All I intend to do is chat you up, get you into bed and fuck you … no foreplay as I just can’t be bothered … once I have come I’ll be a moaning old bastard and will ruin the whole weekend until I’m hard again and then I’ll be fucking you again, in fact that’s all I want from you … a fuck … OK!” I said with a very serious face.

  Rachael was startled, she just stood there frozen to the spot staring at me … my cock was hanging down my leg, she didn’t look down and didn’t utter a word for ages. I could see her eyes were welling up and I started to feel a right arsehole for saying all that shit but I just had to stick with it … the goal to get Rachael to throw me out and from what I could see that was exactly what she was going to do.

  “OMG … you really are scared of flying then” Rachael said.

  “What’s that got to do with it … look I’ve told you what I want from you … you’re just another shag to me” I replied.

  Silence fell … and fell … and fell … Rachael picked up her suitcase and took it back into her bedroom and closed the door. I felt like a right shit as I had never spoken to a girl like that before … what was I thinking … and yes the answer to Rachael’s question is YES I really am that scared of flying!

  Rachael came out of the bedroom, I could see she had been crying … fuck me … what have I done to this poor girl. She walked towards me and I totally expected a severe slap across the face … to be honest I was hoping for one as I really deserved it, she spoke.

  “What a fantastic chat up line!” she said with a huge smile across her face.

  Oh fucking bollocks this has backfired big time, I’m just going to have to come clean.

  “Rachael … look … I’m really sorry … I’ve never ever spoken to a girl like …”

  “Don’t say another word” she said and continued …

  “You’ll spoil it”

  ‘Spoil what?’ I replied.

  “Look Toj as we’re being totally honest with each other I had every intention of sleeping with you this weekend … I haven’t had any sex for months and I’m right in the mood to get laid and now I’ve seen what you’re packing my intentions are truly bad” Rachael replied staring at me with those beautiful teary eyes.

  “But I upset you, you’ve been crying and I’m really …”

  “Not crying … my new contacts were stinging I went to the bedroom to remove them … look, I went to a lot of trouble to set up this weekend pulling in some big favours to get the apartment in Paris and getting the tickets … personally I’m not bothered about flying today as I fly every day and it quite frankly bores me … what I am now absolutely gagging for is the fuck you just promised me!”

  “I can’t!” I replied.

  “Why not” said Rachael.

  “Because I’ve been seeing a girl I have a lot of feelings for and I just can’t cheat on her, I’m sorry … and I’m sorry you went to all that trouble … and I’m really deeply sorry I spoke to you like that”

  “Don’t be … it was extremely sexy … I want you so much … right now … do I have to beg?” She, well, almost begged.

  Now I was l
ost for words, I had got out of the flight which filled me with so much joy but now I had a beautiful gorgeous sexy bird begging me to fuck her … and all this was going on whilst I was standing there with my cock out … not once did she look at it … she just gazed at me with stunning come to bed eyes … with that she moved her hand onto my cock and very gently rubbed it with her thumb moving over my helmet so softly … backwards and forwards over the end of my cock … she then released my cock which was now growing at warp factor nine speed and slowly unbuttoned her blouse and removed it … no bra … her breasts were (I’ve run out of expletives) … they were beautiful, perfect, incredible, amazing, pert and her nipples were bigger than Jan’s and as you know Jan’s were big but these were bigger. If my cock got me laid regularly then her nipples were in the same league … blood was simply gushing into my cock as it grew into the huge beast that was by now ready for some serious action. Rachael caressed her tits with both hands, then just one hand as she moved the other to unzip the fly on her jeans and slowly moved her hand down to her pussy and began arousing herself.

  “OK … you win!” I said.

  Rachael started to suck my cock … it was awesome … everything about her was soft and gentle, my cock was in her mouth but I could hardly feel it … everything she did was so sensitive … I wish you could have been there to experience it … then I had a flash of Jo rush through my mind!

  “STOP!” I said firmly.

  Rachael took no notice and pushed my cock further into her mouth and gripped my cock slightly firmer with both hands, her hands were well manicured and very dainty she now began wanking me whilst her tongue was licking my bell end.

  I felt torn between cheating on Jo and making up to Rachael for letting her down … Jo won!

  “STOP … please stop … I can’t do this, I’m really sorry … please stop!” I asked.

  Rachael could see I meant it and stopped, she started to button up her blouse and her jeans and I wedged my cock back into my trousers … just.

  Nothing more was said, I picked up my stuff and left. I did see Rachael again, she was bending over me with those wonderful tits but it wasn’t a date … the word that comes to mind was surreal.

  That night I laid in bed thinking of Jo. She’s 19 and I’m 40 ‘ish!!!. She’s perfect and I’m plump with a balding head and although she obviously likes me loads I felt the need to get myself into shape for her to try and reduce the age gap by getting myself fit and a bit more trendy. I decided to get my hair cut and join a gym, that was my goal the next day, so Saturday morning I popped into the snazzy hair stylists on the High Street (my usual barber was one of the old fashion short back and fuck up types, nice guy but not what I was looking for). The stylist suggested a number one … sounds like a dump I thought … but it was a very short hair cut. He also cut back my sideburns to the top of my ear … I must admit it took years off me … great! Next stop the gym! We have a couple of gyms, one is yer sweaty hard geezer gym full of blokes pumping iron, the other was yer trendy type … fucking thirty quid a month and you have to sign up for a year … to me it just sounded like an expensive loan club with very high interest rates disguised as a gym … that’s just me being cynical … anyway I signed up. I had to make an appointment to see the trainer so he could work out a program for me … well, at thirty quid a month I was sure going to get my monies worth by taking full advantage of everything on offer.

  That evening I did what I usually did and called the local take away, as I was about to order a halfpounder with cheese and large fries I thought … hang on … what am I doing … this stuff is crap … new diet for me … I apologised and put the phone down. The problem is I was fucking hungry so I jumped in the car and drove down to the supermarket which stays open late. One of the drivers at work had lost two stone on bananas, well not just bananas he cut out alcohol, stopped drinking tea just had water. All he did was eat two bananas in the morning and took another banana with him to work in case he felt peckish during the day. Then he had his dinner, proper dinner not rabbits food, by six o’clock, then ate nothing after six. Two stone he lost!

  Sunday came … I was really looking forward to hearing from Jo later that night! I had my bananas that morning and incredible as it may seem I wasn’t hungry all day … and, I had been up the gym for my appraisal. I cooked myself roast chicken, two veg and some potatoes for my dinner and had it ready for quarter to six, I didn’t eat a thing after that. Now, I don’t know if this will have the same results as the bloke at work but it seemed a pretty simple and achievable diet … cross your fingers!

  I watched some telly and fell asleep on the couch … yep, I can do all the things I said I would do BUT I ain’t giving up kipping in front of the telly!

  The telephone woke me about half ten …

  “Hello?”

  “Hi Toj, sorry it’s a bit late” said Jo.

  “Its fine, I’ve been looking forward to your call all day” I replied.

  “How sweet!” Jo said.

  “How was the party?”

  “Great, my mum and dad organised quite a big party, there were loads of people I hadn’t seen in ages, had a really good time apart from my brother getting pissed and puking all night, but it was good … what about you?”

  “Oh, I just jumped on a plane and spent the weekend in Paris!”

  “Really?”

  “No silly of course not, done nothing much, watched the football on telly”

  “Guess what I’ve got!” Jo said all excited.

  “A dose?” I replied.

  Jo laughed out loud.

  “I’ve got the lyrics to loads of songs. I got talking to an old friend of mine at the party and to cut a long story short he had loads of lyrics stored on his computer so I went backed to his place, gave him a blow job and he put them on a CD for me”

  “How jolly nice of him” I replied.

  “Seriously Toj, this CD is brilliant … can I bring it over tonight?” Jo asked.

  “I take it the blow job was …”

  “Toj you know I was only kidding … but I won’t be when I get over to your place”

  “Well when you put it like that I’d be honoured … my cock awaits!”

  Jo laughed again.

  “See you in about half an hour, I’ll grab a cab” said Jo.

  ~~~~~

  RACHAEL (yes, THE Rachael)

  Now, I know what you’re thinking … I get spotted whilst singing and end up living the sex and drugs and rock’n’roll of the pop star … NOT! But, to be fair, what did happen was I got a regular spot in the Karaoke bar on a Thursday evening, not doing Karaoke, just singing a few songs just the band and I … got £150 a night for it too! £150 a night … hhhmmm … two or three sessions like that a week and I could give up pushing the bus around … so I started asking around and got a few auditions with local clubs and pubs and ended up working Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights, not all at the same venue. I kept the Thursday night at the same place but Friday and Saturday I alternated between three places, another pub, a social club and from time to time the local Bingo hall that has a singer in the break. All in all I managed to keep my self booked making between £450 and £600 a week on occasions which was quite a bit more than my bus wages and much more fun too!

  I gave up my bus job … something I thought I would never do as it’s a steady job and a good laugh, but I just loved the singing, people enjoyed it and I had so much more free time.

  So, what about Jo?

  Well, we stayed together for about six months … yep, six months … I kept my diet going and lost just over two stone. I also kept the gym going and toned up the old bod! I dropped two trouser sizes and kept the hair very short, Jo loved my new look and was always commenting on how great I looked … I miss that … in fact I miss Jo a lot although she does call from time to time to catch up.

  The thing is Jo is only twenty now and she got offered a great position in graphic design (she’s awesome with computers) but it meant moving up
north. We spoke about it and with our age gap it was never going to be anything really long term. She obviously misses my cock and I miss her amazing body but hey … such is.

  So, I’m singing in the pub one Thursday when the band tell me they have a gig in Newcastle, friend of a friend, blah, blah who knows someone that knows someone, blah, blah … anyway they’ve got this gig and it’s a pretty big ‘ish one, about a thousand people. Now I’m telling them what a great opportunity it would be for them, all excited for them, didn’t even give it a thought they would ask me to join them as the lead singer … but they did ask. Flattered or what … yeah … I’ll give it a go I told them … 1000 people … have some of that … go on!!!

  Now you ain’t gonna believe this … they’re fucking flying up there … Steve the drummer is taking the kit up by road as he’s stopping off at his ex-wife’s on the way to see his kids, but the rest of the band are flying. I’m thinking maybe I could tag along with Steve but I can’t ‘cos he’s seeing his kids … shit!

  Bollocks … look I can’t keep avoiding this stuff, I really want to do this gig with them … I’m gonna have to fly as I had already agreed to go … fuck it, it’s only Newcastle we’ll probably be landing no sooner than taking off!

  FUCKING HELL … have you ever been on a plane, well of course you have, everyone’s been on a plane … well I hadn’t and I can’t believe the shear power of this thing as it is climbing … my hands are gripping the arms of the seat so tightly they (like every single cell in my body) has turned to a solid mass of total … fucking … fuck, this is scary … I want to get off … please, I hate it … FUCK … it just put more power on … are we there yet?

  Of course we weren’t … we hadn’t even levelled out … OMG … I couldn’t believe how completely alone I felt in those few minutes during take off and the only thought I had was in a few days I had to do it all again on the way back. Well, no way was that going to happen, I ain’t doing this again … one way or another I was going to come back on the fucking ground!