This story is entirely the concoction of the author's mind. Nothing written, is attached to reality of any sort and readers should not try to make connection to any person, alive or dead or incident in the political realm.
Please read and enjoy!
CHAPTER ONE
Bo had been a shy person all of his life, not overwhelmingly so, but enough to result in his being sometimes looked over in favor of others less talented but more self-promoting than he. In his youth, he had missed out on dating a few girls in whom he had been interested by not being more assertive, only to see someone else who was a real clown move in and take them. Because he was often quiet and introspective, people always assumed that he didn't have enough gumption to do stuff, rather than the real truth, which was that he wasn't interested in what they expected him to care about. That galled him more than anything else!
His parents, Maurice and Nora Richardson, had instilled in him, that all women should be respected and protected by men, and so, my many of his youthful erections went unsatisfied because he didn't think that young girls had as salacious thoughts as he did!
This changed, one day, when he happened to be on a bus sitting behind two young women who were confiding in each other how much they liked playing with cocks and giving blow jobs to big-dicked guys. He was floored, because he didn't believe then, that women had such thoughts! Following that experience, he decided that while he was going to continue to respect them, he was not going to continue placing them on a pedestal and assume that they didn't get horny like he did.
This change resulted with him achieving some limited success, resulting in quite a few stolen kisses, tit feel ups and even some pussy fingerings. His downfall, however, was his cock. When erect, it was eight and a half inches long and as thick as good-sized cucumber! With the girls that he was able to get to first base, the first words that came out of their mouths when introduced to, "Monsieur Henri," as he called his dick, were,
"Oh my God!"
Their thighs slammed shut and most often, the best that he could do after that, was get a hand job or a blow job from the more intrepid ones, but none wanted that size cock in their pussy!
At eighteen, he still had not buried "Monsieur Henri" in any woman's snatch but was an absolute authority on being sucked and jerked off!
He was raised in New Jersey just outside of New York city, where he thought that young women were precocious and bold, but none would pluck up the nerve to become intimate with "Monsieur Henri!" once they saw his size!
He represented his high school in track, soccer and basketball, so he was fit, streamlined and quite popular with his classmates and he wasn't bad looking either! One would think this was a sure recipe for lots of pussy, but no..... "Monsieur Henri's" size, was a major deterrent!
On graduating high school, and right before heading off to college, he decided to spend the summer with his dad's younger brother Jaques, who was about ten years older than he and known somewhat as a rake. If you put a skirt on a broomstick, you could be sure that Jaques would try to fuck it. He lived in New Rochelle, New York, a sort of rural suburb outside of New York City. Jaques was very outgoing and popular, and all the women loved him. One of the first questions that he asked Bo after he had been with him a few days was, had he had any pussy yet?
Embarrassed, Bo told him
"No."
His uncle laughed and said,
"I know what your problem is. You are descended from grandpa's big-dicked side of the family, aren't you?"
Bo shrugged his shoulders and said,
"I guess. Most of the girls that I have approached, take one look at my dick and run!"
His uncle then proceeded to tell him that he had the same problem, and discovered that his father, Bo's grandfather, who was hung like a horse, was feared by most men in Tupelo, Mississippi, where he lived. As a young boy he, too, got no pussy because the young girls were afraid of his huge cock, but when the more mature, married women learned of his dick size, they wanted some of it. As a result, he fucked most of them, even though each man who recounted the story, swore that his own wife never succumbed to the temptation!
"Leave it up to me," he chortled, "I will ensure that you get some pussy before you leave here!"
Overhearing the conversation, his wife admonished him saying,
"Stop trying to corrupt that boy, Jaques, he is a very nice young man, all you are going to do is ruin him."
Jaques laughed and said to his wife,
"Baby, he's got to get a little poonie, sometime, what better time than the present...and since when has a little poontang ruined anybody?"
His wife shook her head, looked Bo squarely in the eye, said firmly,
"Do not let your uncle lead you astray. He's a pervert!"
"Yes ma'am," he promised.
"Ok, ok," Jaques grinned, while winking his eye at him when she had turned her back.
The next week, she left to visit her mother for a week and Uncle Jaques said,
"Bo, you ready to get some pussy?
"Sure, am, Unc," he grinned.
After his wife had called and checked in on him for the day, Jaques told Bo to get dressed as he had someone special that he wanted him to meet. He had already told his wife that he was taking him to the church social, even though she knew that he was never going to take Bo to any church social.
An hour later they stopped by the woman's house that Jaques had told him, was a friend.
Bo was flabbergasted when he saw her. She was about six feet tall, carrying about two hundred and fifty pounds, with a large ass that shook and shuddered when she walked.
Seeing his face, Uncle Jaques said,
"Don't judge a book by its cover, my man, this woman can fuck!"
"Marianne," he said, introducing him to her, "this is my nephew, Bo. Next time I see him, make sure that he is walking bow-legged!" and roared at his supposed pun.
"I'll be back in a couple of hours," he told Marianne, "Call me when he kills you or you kill him!"
