ts 1974, I'm 22 years old a recent marketing graduate of Chicago's DePaul University. I am 5 feet six inches tall and weigh142 pounds. I have long black hair that I keep tied back while at work. I have a small dick, its only 4 inches long when hard. Over the years I've learned a few things about myself. I've learned that I am strongly attracted to big men. Not tall or in shape but middle aged and fat. Big bellied, short, round guys who might play 16" soft ball in beer leagues. I've learned that for these guys I am a submissive faggot. I'll suck their cocks if they play with my tits. I'll get on my back or in doggy and beg them to fuck me.
I've been working at Mr. Hyman's Big and Tall store on Halstead since 1972. I stated as a clerk but was promoted to buyer. The promotion was due to my marketing degree and my relationship with the customers. I was polite to the straight men and the tall men. Some of the gay men flirted with me but seemed to have the expectation that I'd just suck them in the changing room. I turned down all of these obnoxious pricks. Gay guys who were shy, quiet and did not presume that they were god's gift to fags got to have dinner with me. I treated then well but the relationships never lasted very long.
Then I met Tiny. He worked for a high end fabric seller at the Merchandise Mart. I'd visit his showroom and was attracted to him from the start. Tiny was 5 feet 10 inches. He had a 65 inch waist, thick thighs and thinning hair. When he'd show me a fabric, I'd reach across his belly to touch the sample. The visits to his showroom always lasted longer then the transaction required. We'd talk about his apartment, his art collection and my career.
In early October Tiny asked if I wanted to go to his special Halloween party. "I invite a few special friends of mine. They are all big guys like me. You will recognize many of them from the Big and Tall store. Some you will know very well. I pay my neighbors to go out so that I can have a loud party. They all accept my offer. I'd like for you to join me so we can dress as Laurel and Hardy. You'd be perfect for the costume and none of my friends could play the part."
"Yes I'd be happy to wear a Stan Laurel costume at your party. Where can I find the right clothes?"
"Don't worry. I'll send them to you. Give me your address. The party starts on Halloween at 9:00. Be there early so we can show off our costumes."
The costume fit very well except the pants were way too tight. Good thing my cock is small so I could just close them up. Tiny was right that I would know many of the guests. I would have kissed them maybe bathed them. I remembered their cocks and their voices. Some guys liked to call me their girl as they tweeked my tits. Some guys called me a faggot as they fucked my ass. I'd swallowed their cum and loved them all.
I took a cab to the party. The apartment was set up with a disco ball, a reel to reel deck and dance floor. The food and drinks were in the kitchen. Both bedrooms had dim lighting with beds made up without bedspreads.
"You'll start as the doorman. Be sure to warmly greet all the guests and announce them by their costumes. You may not recognize all of them and no one wants to be known to attend this party. Practice with me."
"Hello Oliver. Great to see you." I pulled Tiny close to me and kissed him. My mouth opened and we tongue wrestled. Tiny grabbed my ass and said, "Yes, greet all my guests like this and we'll have a great party. You will also be in charge of the reel to reel tapes. I recorded all the disco hits: "The Hustle""Love to Love You Baby""You Sexy Thing". "I'll Do for You Anything You Want Me To" "Nights on Broadway". Its a 4 hour tape and there are two of them so all have to do is take the old one off and thread the new one."
The bell rang for the first guest. "Who might you be?"
"I'm Shakespeare's favorite fat man, Sir John Falstaff."
