My Stalker

Chapter 3

I busied myself the rest of the day, cleaning the apartment and doing my laundry. Pete came home from his brother’s.

“Hey Pete, how’s Cole? Did you get his car fixed?” I asked.

He smiled, “he’s good, and yeah, his heap is once again road worthy. What did you do today?”

I replied, “well, I got the mail, helped Mario set up his new bed, crossed him off the stalker list, then I have been working around the apartment all afternoon.”

He paused, “so, you asked him about the email?”

I nodded, “yep, right after we sucked each other’s dicks, and he fucked me.”

Pete nearly spit out the drink of water he had just taken, “what?”

I grinned, “yeah, he is gay and did have the hots for me, but he didn’t send the emails. Oh, his boyfriend is moving in with at the end of the month.”

Pete stammered, “wait a second, he has a boyfriend, but he still wanted to mess around with you?”

I chuckled, “yep, and I think I have a standing invitation for a repeat anytime I want, even after the boyfriend gets here. It seems they like to include others in their fun.”

He said, “holy shit, well that sounds like fun for you, but still doesn’t solve the stalker issue.”

I nodded, “it does eliminate one of the guys from my list though.”

Pete seemed to be thinking about all this new information. Finally, he changed the subject, “hey, what are you doing tonight?”

I said, “I don’t have any plans, what are you doing?”

He answered, “Cole wants to go to the bar with Troy, he asked me to go along and said to invite you, if you want to go.”

I nodded, “that sounds good, what time?”

He looked at the clock, “about an hour, I’m going to grab a shower and then we can head out.”

I said, “I need a shower too, I’ll be ready soon.”

We headed down to the bar to meet Pete’s brother Cole and his friend Troy. I had met Cole and Troy several times before when I spent time at Pete’s parent’s home. We got along well and always had a good time going out with them. I knew Cole was straight just like his brother, but I still wasn’t sure about Troy. He talked about going out with girls, but I just felt like he was trying too hard to sound straight. He and Cole knew I was gay and were fine with it, they even asked about some of my hook ups. After a few beers we were having a good time, I noticed that Cole and Pete were whispering to each other and snickering. I assumed it was some kind of inside joke that the brothers shared. It also seemed like they might have been talking about me. I was having a relaxing night so I let it go, I could ask Pete about it later. We enjoyed the rest of the night, and both got an Uber to take us home, Cole and Troy were also roommates.

As we headed home, I asked, “so what were you and Cole laughing about tonight, I kind of felt like the joke might have been at me expense.”

Pete shook his head, “no, not at all, I mean we were talking about you a little bit, but not like you think.”

I said, “ok, so what was it all about?”

He answered, “Cole was just telling me that Troy had finally came out to him, we were laughing about why it took him so long, Cole had suspected it a few weeks after he moved in. I told him that you thought he was gay after you met him too.”

I chuckled, “wow, so I was right.”

He said, “yep, but there is more. He was asking a lot of questions about you, it was his idea to invite you tonight.”

I thought for a minute, he was kind of cute. Slim build, well he was skinny, with dark hair and eyes. He looked about five years younger than he actually was. He wasn’t really my type, but it was flattering that he might be attracted to me.

I had another thought, “do you think he might have sent me the emails?”

Pete said, “that’s what we were talking about, I told Cole about the emails when we were working on his car today. I asked Cole the same thing tonight.”

I said, “well damn, I just crossed one name of the list, now I may have to add another.”

Pete laughed, “who knows, maybe you will get to have sex with him too, just like with Mario.”

We both slept in the next day and enjoyed a lazy Sunday. We talked a little more about Troy, Pete even said he and Cole were joking about how they both ended up with gay best friends. That evening we were watching a movie and I checked my email.

“Shit, there’s another one.”

Pete asked, “an email?

I nodded as I opened it up.

Hey Blake,

You looked like you were having fun last night, and so were your friends. It was also so very nice of you to help your neighbor out yesterday. I still need to work up the courage to talk to you in person, maybe soon. Please don’t be upset with me, but I must do this in my own time.

Your Number 1 Fan.

I looked at Pete, “I don’t know what to do about this, I need to find out who this guy is.”

Pete shook his head, “I wish I could be more help, but I am pretty sure that Troy didn’t know about you helping Mario, so he might not be your guy.”

I nodded, “yeah, you’re right, we didn’t talk about that last night.”

We talked about it a little longer, then I headed off to bed. Another sleepless night and I headed off to work the next day. Still no signs from Alex, but I was headed to the gym after work, maybe Drew would be there tonight, and I could talk to him and cross him off the list.

I ended up working a little bit late, Drew was already working out when I arrived at the gym.

“Hey Blake, I was wondering if you were going to show up.” Drew said as he got off the treadmill.

I said, “yeah, had to work late, let me get stretched out and we can hit the weights.”

Once I was ready, we got to our regular workout, I was trying to find an opening to ask if he sent me the emails. The whole time I was admiring his ripped body, those sexy green eyes, and trying to keep my twitching cock in check.

Just as we were finishing up, I was still trying to decide the best way to bring up the emails. Again, I was worried about how crazy it would sound if he wasn’t the sender.

Drew said, “hey, you're usually gone by the time I finish, so I have never had the chance to ask if you want to grab a beer. If you’re interested, we could go back to my place for a cold one.”

I stammered, “yeah, I could use a beer, that sounds good.”

I followed him to a small house that wasn’t far from the gym. He led me in and turned on the lights and kicked off his shoes, I did the same. I looked around, it was a nice home and looked like Drew had hired a professional decorator or at the very least had a female help in setting up the house. He pulled a couple beers from the fridge and handed one to me as we sat down in the living room. I was again trying to think of the best way to bring up the emails. He asked me about my work and told me about his and we made a lot of small talk.

He took the last drink of his beer and said, “whew, I stink from our workout, I think I need a shower before we have another beer.”

I finished my beer, “yeah, I guess I don’t smell any better.”

He tentatively said, “I have an oversized shower, if you care to join me, there is room for two.”

My dick jumped, “um, sure, I guess that would be ok.”

He stood and led the way to his bedroom and shed his clothes in one smooth motion. Shit, that ass was even hotter than I expected, so pale and smooth, not a hair on it, my mouth began to water. I followed him into the shower as he turned on the water and adjusted the temperature. Once he did, he stepped under water and turned to face me. I could no longer hide my hard cock as I finally got a good look at his. It was still flaccid, but it was beautiful, a purple mushroom head and just the right thickness and length. He grabbed the shampoo and lathered up his hair, then handed me the bottle. I followed his lead and washed my hair, he rinsed and stepped out of the water, and soaped up that well-toned body. I rinsed the shampoo from my hair and once again we switched places under the water as I soaped up. He still had not spoken a word as we cleaned up. Once I had rinsed the last of the soap from body and opened my eyes, I was staring at Drew’s cock hanging over his pink full balls. I looked up to his eyes as returned the gaze, still not saying anything.

I looked back at his stiffening cock and asked, “can I touch it?”

He just nodded as I brought my hand up and started to stroke him to full hardness. I lost all inhibitions and fell to my knees and started to slobber all over the seven-inch cock that stood proudly before me. It was surrounded by a small patch of ginger pubes. I took him down my throat and rolled his full balls in my hands. He put his hands on the back of head and moaned as he started to fuck my face, he held my head tight with my nose in those pubes until I gagged. He went back to pistoning in and out until I felt his nuts start to tighten. He pulled me off and croaked, “can I fuck you?” I quickly stood and turned, grabbing my ass cheeks, and spreading them for easy access.

Drew started to rub his cock up and down the crack of my ass, spreading his precum along my hole. I began to moan as he slowly worked his dick head into my pucker, he was soon inside me and crushing his nuts against my cheeks. I pushed back and soon we were fucking like rabbits, his thighs slapping against my ass. The skin-on-skin slaps were echoing in the tiled shower, as my eyes rolled back in my head. I was in ecstasy as Drew was hitting all the right spots. He continued his assault on my ass, as I held onto the wall, my own cock bouncing with every thrust. I heard Drew start to growl and give one final push as deep as he could and unload his white-hot cream into my stretched hole. As he let out the last spurt of his cum, I was surprised to feel my own dick unload all over the wall, without even being touched. I stood there with my hands on the wall trying to catch my breath as Drew slowly pulled his cock from my ass.

He panted, “thanks, I needed that.” He slapped my ass and rinsed his dick and walked to get his towel.

I rinsed my well used asshole, and he handed me a towel. We dried off without talking, I was still a little bit stunned.

He pulled a clean pair of shorts from his dresser and asked, “would you like to use a pair my shorts, so you don’t have to put those sweaty ones back on?”

I said, “sure, I’ll return them to you at the gym next time.”

He threw me the shorts and asked, “how about another beer?”

I pulled them on, “yeah, thanks.”

He handed me the bottle as we sat back in the living room. I was still trying to process everything. Drew hadn’t said but two or three words the whole time.

I took a long drink, “so, how did you know that I would do that with you?”

He smiled, “just a guess, I thought you might be receptive because of the way you are always checking me out at the gym.”

I raised an eyebrow, “why haven’t you asked me before tonight?”

He took a drink of his beer, “because I usually get Joe to take care of me.”

I was confused, “Joe?”

He smiled, “yeah, the little black guy with the dreadlocks that works out at gym. He always comes home with me when the wife is out of town.”

“Wife?” I spit out.

Drew nodded, “yeah, my wife. Her job takes her out of town a lot and I just need some relief, Joe made sure that I knew he was willing to help me out when I told him about it one time. He hasn’t been at the gym the last couple weeks, so I thought you might be willing.”

I was still trying to piece this together, “so you are married? Are you gay?”

He shook his head, “no, I’m not gay, I know I could never suck or kiss another guy, but I found out in college that gay guys give the best blow jobs and have the tightest holes. With my wife gone for weeks at a time, I just need to get off and Joe likes to help me out.”

I took the last drink of my beer, “ok, I guess that answers my question.”

Drew asked, “what question?”

I told him about the emails and that he was one of the guys on my list of possible senders.

He laughed, “sorry Blake, you are a great guy but not as great as my wife. We have an agreement that if I don’t mess around with another woman, she is ok with a guy getting me off.”

We had another beer and Drew gave me a t-shirt to wear and I headed home. I walked into the apartment. Pete was sitting on the couch.

He said, “you’re home late, did you do an extra-long workout, and why are your clothes too big for you?”

I chuckled, “Drew gave them to me after our shower, so I didn’t have to put my sweaty clothes back on.”

Pete sat up, “our shower?”

I nodded “yep, we can cross Drew of the list.”