My Stalker

Chapter 2

I headed to work the next day, thinking about the email and how I was going to find out who sent it. Was it one of the guys that Pete and I came up with last night or was it someone I didn’t even know. I sat at my desk and was getting started for the day.

Alex walked by, “good morning, Blake.”

I answered, “hey Alex, how are you today?”

He smiled, “good, thanks.”

I watched as he walked to his desk, he does have a nice ass and the pants that he was wearing fit him very well. For a second or two, I considered just asking him if he was the sender of the email. If he didn’t send then I would have to explain to him the whole situation, I let it go for now. I got busy and the day went by quickly, I kept sneaking peeks at Alex, just to see if he was watching me.

A few of us went across the street for lunch, I saw Logan was working, but we weren’t seated in his section. He did make a point of coming over to say hi to all of us. This wasn’t unusual because we were regulars there for lunch. Again, it would be very awkward to ask him if he was my admirer, so I just observed him, he was busy with his tables and didn’t seem to pay much attention to me. I went back to work and finished my day. I was thinking about the email as I drove home, this was going to drive me crazy.

As soon as I got home, I fired up my laptop and checked my email, I had to see if he sent another one. I scrolled down and found that he had not.

Pete walked in, “oh no, did you get another email?”

I shook my head, “nope.”

He asked, “uncover any more clues today?”

I said, “I talked to Alex and saw Logan at lunch, but I couldn’t think of a way to ask either of them, I mean how do you just ask someone if they are your stalker?”

He scratched his head, “yeah, that could be a little awkward.”

I closed my laptop, “why couldn’t he just come and talk to me?”

We sat in silence for a few minutes, I finally had a new thought. I opened my laptop back and logged into my email account.

Pete asked, “what are you doing?”

I started to type, “I don’t know why I didn’t think of this sooner, I’m going to reply to his email.”

He nodded, “yeah, I guess that’s worth a try.”

I sent the message, telling him that I would be interested in going out with him, if he would just tell me who he is. A minute later I got an error message, not a valid email address. What the hell, I just replied to his message, did he delete his account after he sent me the email?

I shook my head, “damn.”

Pete asked, “what’s the matter?”

I said, “it gave me an invalid email address message.”

He said, “sorry man, you’ll figure something out. Hey, we better get ready for trivia night, it starts in half an hour.”

We changed our clothes and headed for the bar. We walked in, Dustin and the rest of the team was already there. We ordered our beers and joined them at the table. I tried to get a read on Dustin, if he sent the email, he wasn’t giving me any signs. Just as we were getting ready to start our game, Evan walked in and took his place at the bar, sipping his beer and watching the trivia game. Again, I tried to see if he was acting any differently, he didn’t seem to be checking me out any more than he normally did. I still had no clear indication if either of these guys was my stalker. We finished our game and headed home.

In the morning, I packed my bag for my trip to the gym that day after work. Alex once again, gave me no clear signals at work. I was thinking about Drew, he is actually the one that I talked with the most. We always make small talk as we worked out. I was looking forward to the end of the day, I was talking myself into asking him about the email, if nothing else, I would be able to cross him off the list.

I changed clothes at work and headed to the gym, Drew wasn’t there yet, so I started my work out. After over an hour had passed, I was disappointed that Drew hadn’t showed up. I finished up and went home. I took a shower and when I came out of my room, Pete had come home.

“Hey roomie, how was your day?” He asked.

I went to the fridge to find something for dinner, “not bad, how about yours?”

“Good” he said as he handed me a beer. “How was your workout?”

I sat on the couch and opened my beer, “it was ok, Drew wasn’t there so I didn’t get to ask him if he sent the email.” I started up my laptop.

He sat on the other end of the couch, “damn, that’s too bad, so you aren’t any further on finding your stalker then.”

I shook my head, “nope.”

I opened my email and saw a new message, shit, he sent me another email. I opened it up.

Hey Blake,

Sorry I am making you search for me like this, but I am just not ready to let you know who I am yet. I just wish I knew for sure that you feel the same way about me as I do about you. Please don’t be mad at me, I have to do this at my own pace. By the way you did really well in those history questions last night in your trivia game.

Your number 1 Fan.

The email had been sent with a different email address, I quickly sent a reply, hoping he hadn’t deleted this account yet. Again, I got an invalid address message.

I sighed. Pete asked, “another one?”

I nodded, “yep, and no valid address to reply to.”

We talked about it for a while and then went to bed. I spent another sleepless night trying to figure out who this guy was. It was a good thing it was Friday, and I could sleep in a little bit in the morning.

I finally woke and crawled out of bed, I took a piss and walked to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. Pete was going to his brother’s house for the day, he was going to help him work on his car. I threw a pair of shorts and a T-shirt on and went out to get the mail. Just as I turned to go back to my apartment, Mario showed up to get his mail.

He flashed me a wide smile, “hey Blake, how’s it going?”

I returned the smile, “doing good Mario, what have you been up to?”

We stood there for about 5 minutes making small talk. I was trying to think of a way to bring up the emails to see if he was the sender as he patted my back and turned to walk back to his apartment. I sighed to myself, well, you chickened out again.

He turned back to me, “hey Blake, do you have any plans for the day?”

My mind raced, “no, nothing important, why?”

He walked back toward me, “could I ask you for a big favor?”

“Sure, what do you need?” I asked.

“Well, I bought a new bed, and it was delivered yesterday, I need to put it together. I was too cheap to pay the extra 100 bucks for them to assemble it. I could use an extra set of hands to set it up.” He explained.

I patted him on the back, “sure, I’d be glad to help. Let me take my mail to my place, I’ll be up in five minutes.”

He smiled, “thanks, I appreciate it, I’ll see you in a bit.” We headed to our apartments, I dropped off my mail and headed to the second floor. I knocked on the door, Mario had left it cracked open.

He yelled, “come on in, I’m back here in the bedroom.”

I knew the way, his apartment was the exact same layout as mine. I walked in and paused when I saw he had taken off his shirt.

He looked over his shoulder, “thanks so much for giving me a hand.” He saw me staring at him, “sorry, it was a little hot in here, so I took off my shirt, I hope you don’t mind.”

I regained my composure, “oh no, not at all.”

We got to work and started to assemble the bed, stopping to check the instructions as we went. I was trying not to be too obvious, but I was checking him out the whole time. His back and chest muscles flexed as he moved parts of the bed into place. He would hold the pieces in place, and I was putting the bolts in and tightening them. I wasn’t sure but it looked as if he wasn’t wearing any underwear, I thought to myself, what’s the big deal, I hadn’t put any underwear on this morning either. His chest was completely smooth except for the treasure trail that went from his belly button down to the waistband of his loose-fitting basketball shorts. His legs were covered with just the right amount of hair and every time he stepped over me while I was tightening bolts, they rubbed against my own bare legs, sending my nerves dancing.

We were down to the last leg of the bed, Mario was holding the bed rail as I was trying to get the last bolt in place. I was lying on my back as he was standing above me, his legs on each side of my waist. The holes weren’t quite lined up.

Mario said, “here, let me move to the other side to shift the rail.”

He moved so that he was inside the bed frame and was standing right over my head. I looked up to see that I was correct, Mario was going commando. I looked up the leg of his loose shorts and saw an uncut cock staring me in the eye. I quickly turned to get to back to my task but kept looking back up the leg of his shorts. I felt my own cock stir so I brought my knee up in an attempt to hide any bulge that might happen to form in my shorts. I was finally able to get the bolt in its place and Mario stood and moved back to the other side of the bed.

I said, “I need the last bolt, I think it’s on the dresser.”

He walked over and as he leaned down to hand it to me, I think I felt his cock brush across my knee. I tightened the last bolt and stood up, thankfully I was able to keep my cock from swelling to its full potential, the baggy shorts I was wearing also helped conceal my growing excitement. We stood back to admire our morning’s work, the bed looked great.

Mario said, “It will be nice to sleep in a bed, I have been sleeping on the mattress on the floor the last two weeks, waiting for them to deliver this thing.”

I looked over to the corner at a mattress with a pillow and banket rolled up in the center.

He said, “help me set the mattress on and we can call it done.”

We got it in place, and I saw the new set of sheets sitting on the dresser, “Hey, I can give you a hand with the sheets if you want.”

He smiled, “sure, it would be easier with two people.”

We got the bed made. Mario said, “I really appreciate the help, if there is anything you need help, just let me know.”

I smiled, “it was no problem, I am glad to help.”

He smiled back, “I have a confession to make.”

I thought to myself, here we go, he is going to admit that he sent the emails.

I looked at him, “yeah? What’s that?”

He looked me up and down, “I watched out the window, and as soon as I saw you at the mailbox, I ran down to catch you before you went back to your place.”

I played dumb, “you didn’t have to do that, if you ever need help again, just knock on my door.”

He grinned, “stop me if I am wrong, but I think I saw you looking up the leg of my shorts, did you like what you saw?”

Shit, busted, I didn’t know what to say. He continued, “It’s ok, I think I saw this twitch when you did.” He reached down and ran his had along my now fully erect cock. He moved so that we were now looking each other in the eyes. His chocolate brown eyes were so beautiful, I leaned forward until our lips met. A second later Mario was pushing his tongue down my throat, and I was trying to do the same with my tongue. We shared a passionate kiss, only breaking it long enough for him to pull my shirt off. I pulled him close, so we were skin to skin, we both reached down to push the other’s shorts down and grab each other’s manhood. Stroking until precum was leaking out of both of our cocks.

Mario went to his knees and started to run his tongue over the head of my suddenly sensitive dick. I shuddered as he wrapped his lips around the whole length of my cock. He started to bob up and down as I held my hands on the back of his head. This was not his first rodeo, he was very talented. I didn’t want to cum yet, so I pulled him up and gave him another kiss, I pushed him back onto the newly constructed bed. I leaned down and ran my tongue under that sexy foreskin, savoring the salty precum the entire time. Mario let a deep moan escape his lips as I gave his nuts a good licking, one at time until they were shiny from my spit. I went back to work on his cock, he pulled me up for another kiss and then flipped me onto my back. He made his way back down to my dick, gave it another good suck. Without warning he pushed my legs up and dove his tongue deep into my waiting hole. I thrashed, but he held my legs tight as he got me good and wet. He moved back up so we could kiss again, keeping my legs up, his dick was now pointed right at my pucker. He guided his cock head into my hole, I took a deep breath, and his nuts were slapping against my ass cheeks. Again, it was evident that was not Mario’s first time, he was hitting all the right spots. I moaned into his mouth as we were still kissing, I felt my balls tighten and that familiar tingle in my dick. I let out a grunt and coated both of our stomachs with my creamy baby makers. Mario exploded all over my guts at the same time, our lips remained locked through the entire orgasm. Once the spasms stopped, Mario broke our kiss and slowly pulled his deflating cock from my well used ass.

He smiled, “I love breaking in a new bed with a hot guy.”

I smiled back, “I am glad to help, what else are neighbors for?”

He rolled onto his back next to me, “let me know if you ever need any help at your place.”

I said, “I sure will, can I ask you a question?”

He ran his hand through the cum that was drying on my chest, “sure, ask me anything.”

“Have you ever sent me an email?”

He turned his head, “an email? No, I don’t even know your email address. Why?”

I explained about my stalker and that I thought it might be him.

He said, “wow, that is strange, but if I wanted to get together with you, I would just buy a new bed and ask you to help me put it together.”

I laughed, “I guess that would work, wouldn’t it?”

He sat up, “I hope I didn’t lead you on today, but I need to tell you that I have a boyfriend. He will be moving here at the end of the month.”

I thought a minute, “so why did you have sex with me if you have a boyfriend?”

He said, “we have sort of an open relationship, and once he gets here, I will tell him about you and if you’re up for it, we would probably invite you to join us.”

I wasn’t sure if I was upset, or a little bit turned on by this news. I said, “well, I wasn’t expecting this, but I guess if it works for you guys, then who am I to judge.”

He took my hand, “sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, but things just happened so fast today, I didn’t have time to tell you before we got busy.”

I smiled, “yeah, I guess you are right, it did happen pretty quickly.”

He asked, “so, are we still friends?”

I nodded, “of course, and I won’t rule out the possibility of playing together again, but I really need to figure this email stalker out and see where that goes.”

Mario said, “that’s fair, as long as we can still be friends, I know you and Jace will get along great when he gets here.”

I left and made my way back to my apartment to ponder the morning’s events.