I still like women who are older than me, even though I am now older and when I was you, I had a problem with this, they weren’t really interested in me. But one I got to know in the biblical sense really ended up hurting me, she was an artist, her name was Veronique. But one thing I do have to thank her for is letting everyone know what a huge penis I have.

It all started when we met in a Rockey Street bar, I was young and dumb as well as a bit “big city” struck. I met Veronique, and was immediately taken by this artist, we started going around a bit together and I really found myself wanting to get into her pants.

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One day after one of her strange art exhibitions, we all went to her apartment, the entire entourage. We stopped for jugs of wine and I bought Durban Poison from my local dope dealer.

As they got more drunk and stoned, people started trickling out and I soon had Veronique all to myself. We had lost all inhibitions and she was soon kissing me; I was only too happy to return the kisses of this forbidden fruit and before long we decided to get in the bath together.

She ran a bath, lit candles and we got into the deep warm water and started fucking. Just as I was getting going, she topped me, telling me she wanted “artistic” photos, of me with my big beautiful cock, I was unsure, but relented.

Posing me and my big beautiful cock how she wanted was actually a big turn on and I wanted to fuck her hard more than ever by then. When she came back to the bath and we started fucking again, I was so excited a just couldn’t make it last and I shot my load hot and hard into her.

Next day came, and the next and Veronique did not want to see me again, I couldn’t get through to her that I wanted to see her again. She just hid behind her wolf pack and refused to see me. Feeling shunned and lost, I moped around for a few weeks, getting stoned and not doing much else. Then deciding to stop moping I went back to one of my favorite bars. The fact that it was the bar where I met Veronique was beside the point by then.

I walked in and walked up to the bar, Shirley, the barmaid grinned at me, and said “I had no idea that you had such a big cock?”, “what the fuck are you talking about?” I responded. She tilted her head to the side and moved her eyes left to indicate I should look that way. I did, and there I was, a blown up, framed photo on the wall of the bar, as large as life in the bathtub.

That little bitch has sold me down the line and apparently the bar paid good money for a photo which had been hanging there for three weeks while I was in hiding. When I got over the initial shock and betrayal, I realized I had her to thank for all the attention I was getting from the local girls.

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