I had met Rocky for the first time through a good friend of mine named Syd when the three of us went to see a movie. I remember being at the theater early for the movie and Syd had not yet arrived so I waited. Then from the corner of my eye I saw that there was a man staring at me. I looked over and nodded at him and he did so in return. I walked over and said, "You wouldn't by any chance be named Rocky would you?"
He nodded and stuck out his hand to shake mine. I hesitated and he responded by nervously putting his hand back in his pocket. I kept my hand out and he pulled his out of his pocket and shook mine. He then snorted for some reason and snot shot out of his nose and stuck to his upper lip. I didn't say anything. I tried to make small talk with him but he didn't really say too much. He kept his hands in his pockets and was repeatedly scratching his groin, likely because he had a nervous rash. He would not look at my eyes when he talked, instead he would look down at the floor. He would then quickly glance at me only to look away again. He was one strange cat.
As for his appearance he was actually quite handsome with curly jet black hair and nice brown eyes. But he had a an awkward body. He had a pretty big belly and no ass. He was short and his arms were even shorter. His walk was even weirder as it was painfully unnatural as he didn't move his arms and he was bow legged like he had just gotten off a horse. Every step he took it was like he was calculating it.
Mercifully, five minutes later my best friend Syd arrived which seemed to relax Rocky. Rocky appeared to be jealous of me being there. At one point I overheard him ask Syd why I had come. I felt guilty for being there but I sucked it up for the evening. At the end of the night Syd asked Rocky if he wanted to join us for coffee but he declined so Syd and I went by ourselves.
While we had coffee the whole conversation was based around Rocky. Syd told me that Rocky was 55 years old and still a virgin. Apparently he had a nervous condition that was extreme. This was something that I could tell immediately when I had met him. Despite his issues Syd said that Rocky was actually quite a good guy.
A week later the three of us went out for dinner and Rocky was acting very different. He all of a sudden had become so confident and was womanizing the waitress. She seemed to like him. He then invited her back to his place for drinks and Syd and I came along as well.
At Rocky's apartment we all had a few drinks and laughs. And as the evening progressed Rocky started to grope the waitress and she seemed to like it. He then started to talk dirty to her and they got up from the couch and went to his room to get nasty. Then about five minutes later Syd and I heard a sobbing from his bedroom. Rocky was crying. We went into the room to see what had happened.
He was lying naked on the bed next to the waitress and turned to us sobbing and hollered, "I still can't get an erection." He then buried his head into the pillow and continued to sob.