My Stalker

Chapter 6

I got back to my apartment about the same time Pete was getting home from his mom’s.

He smiled, “you’re getting home kind of late, did trivia run long tonight?”

I raised an eyebrow, “no, I ended up at Dustin’s place.”

He gave me a look, “don’t tell me, one thing led to another, and you have now eliminated Dustin from the list.”

I grinned, “Dustin and Evan.”

He gasped, “seriously?”

I nodded, “yep, turns out they have been living together for 3 months and both wanted a three-way.”

He plopped down on the couch, “I can’t believe this shit, you have a secret admirer and while you are trying to figure out who it is, you get laid by half the guys in town.”

I joined him on the couch, “yeah, it has been a crazy couple of weeks.”

He said, “so that just leaves Logan?”

I thought about it, “yeah, I guess so, unless…”

He looked at me, “unless what?”

I said, “well, you said once maybe it was someone not on the list or even someone I didn’t know.”

He agreed, “yeah, I guess that is a possibility. What are you going to do now?”

I shrugged, “I’m not sure, I still need to talk to Logan, if it’s not him, I may have to start another list. Maybe my stalker will send another email and give me a better clue.”

Pete updated me on how his family was doing and we both headed off to bed.

Friday came and there wasn’t much work getting down. We were all congratulating Alex on his new job and were looking forward to his going away party tonight. All the guys in the office were commenting on how much more outgoing and happier Alex was.

Tom joked, “Alex must have found a girlfriend or at least gotten laid.”

I chuckled to myself if they only knew. I was able to talk to Alex alone one day when we were the last two to leave the office.

He said, “what we did in the hotel that night was the best thing to happen to me in my life. I finally figured out what I really wanted and that my mom was holding me back, I wish something like that had happened sooner.”

I smiled, “I’m glad I could help.”

He laughed, “thanks, I called Trever, an old high school buddy of mine, he lives in San Diego. I knew he was gay back in high school, but I never did anything with him then, but we are getting together as soon as I get to town. I told him what we did, and he got really turned on. I even worked up the courage to tell my mom that I am gay.”

I said, “Wow Alex, how did she take it?”

“She got very upset and told me I was going to hell, you know, all that religious stuff. I had already sent all my stuff ahead and had my suitcase packed, so I told her I was going to a hotel for the rest of week. I fly out Saturday afternoon, Trever and I are meeting as soon as I land, if she wants to see or talk to me, she has my number.” He told me.

I was stunned, “I’m sorry about your mom, but I am happy that you are making your own path.”

He smiled, “thanks, and don’t worry about my mom, it’s up to her if she wants to talk to me. I am ok with whatever she decides.”

I patted his shoulder, “good for you Alex.”

About an hour before quitting time, the boss said, “ok you clowns, we aren’t getting anything done around here, we might as well head across the street and start Alex’s party now.”

We were having the party at the restaurant that Logan worked at. It was a TGI Fridays type of place, and they had cleared a section for us. We all ordered our drinks and wished Alex well in his new city. I went to the bar to get another drink when I noticed Logan was sitting at the bar. I walked over and sat next to him.

I ordered my drink and joked, “hey good looking you come here often?”

He looked at me and smiled, “oh hey, Blake. How’s the party going?”

I said, “it’s good. What are you doing still here, I thought your shift was already over?”

He held up his glass, “yep, I’m off the clock, look, no apron or name tag. I’m currently a customer.”

I smiled, “in that case, let me get you a drink.” I motioned to the bartender to bring Logan another.

He said, “thanks, I may need a few more before the night is done.”

I asked, “have a bad day?”

He shook his head, “it’s been a long week, just trying to delay going home I guess.”

“If you want to talk about it, I have no place to be.”

He smiled, “thanks, buying me the drink helped.”

I asked, “so what happened?”

He took another drink, “My boyfriend and I had a big fight this week, he is moving out today. I’m not sure if I am delaying going home to make sure he is gone, or if I don’t want to go home to an empty apartment.”

I thought about it, ok, so he is gay, but wait, he had a boyfriend, he probably wouldn’t send those emails if he was involved with someone. Unless that is what the fight was about.

I asked, “how long were you together?”

He answered, “about three years, we met our second year of college.”

I took another drink of my beer, “well, I’m sorry, is there any chance you guys can work it out?”

He shook his head, “I don’t think so, it was pretty bad. Hey, you don’t need to hear about my problems. You know what, I just had a great idea.”

I asked, “what’s your idea?”

He finished his drink, “I want to go out to a club and cut loose, do you want to join me?”

I though a minute, “sure, why not? I could use a night out, let’s go.”

Logan stood up and said, “I want to slip home and change out of my work clothes, why don’t you follow me there and we can call an uber to take us to the club. That way if we drink too much we don’t have to drive home.”

I finished my drink, “sounds good, let me say goodbye to Alex.”

I gave Alex a hug and told to call me and let me know how things went with Trevor. I followed Logan to his apartment, I parked beside him, and we went inside. He opened the door and took a deep breath, you could tell that about half of the things in the apartment were missing.

He shook his head, “sorry about the mess, I guess I will need to go pick up a few things this weekend.”

I said, “don’t worry about it, I understand. Just get changed and we can go forget about all this.”

He smiled, “you’re right.”

There were several piles of clothes sitting on the couch, Logan walked into the bedroom and came right back out.

He looked at the clothes on the couch, “the dresser was his, all my clothes are out here.”

He kicked his shoes off and pulled his shirt over his head, he dropped them on the chair and unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor. Damn, he had a nice tight body, not too muscular but he wasn’t skinny either. Silky smooth skin just begging to be touched. He wasn’t shy at all about disrobing in front of me. He started to dig through the pile of clothes, he now was just wearing a pair of baggy boxers. He held up a couple of other pairs of underwear.

“What do you think, red bikini briefs or black boxer briefs?” He asked.

Before I could answer, he dropped the baggy boxers and was standing there completely naked, his uncut cock just hanging there for me to stare at.

He asked again, “Blake, what do you think, red or black? You know in case I meet someone?”

I kept staring at that cock, “um, I a… well, I actually like you just like you are, no need to hide that dick.”

He threw the underwear back on the pile and gave me a grin, “oh really, well fair is fair, I’ve shown you mine, now you show me yours.”

He walked up to me and started to unbutton my shirt, I just stood there frozen in place. When he pulled my shirt off, his now hard cock brushed against my stomach. He loosened my pants and knelt down as he pulled them off, his face right in front of my swollen dick. He licked the precum off my head and gave me a smile as he opened his mouth to engulf me completely. A deep groan slipped out as he began to bob up and down, deep throating me so that my nuts were resting on his chin. He released my cock and stood so we could share a deep passionate kiss, our cocks were now dueling each other and spreading precum all over our stomachs.

Logan grabbed a blanket and spread it on the floor, and we lay down so we could sixty-nine. As we sucked each other, we both started to finger each other’s ass. I pushed a finger in, and he did the same, until we each had two fingers knuckle deep. Logan pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his tongue, skillfully sending me into orbit. I begged him to fuck me as he rolled me onto my stomach and took aim at my hole. He eased in and started to pump, I thrust back to meet his rhythm. Before either of us could cum, he pulled out, “I want you to fuck me now.”

Logan lay down on his back and pulled his legs up, exposing that tight little pink pucker, I dove in tongue first, getting him good and wet. I was shocked when he pulled his legs up further and actually took his own cock into his mouth. He looked like he had folded himself in half and his hole was completely open, begging to be fucked. He was so sexy, and I was so turned on, I pushed my dick inside him and with each stoke I drove his cock deeper into his mouth. Logan was moaning and groaning as I fucked his ass, and he fucked his own mouth. His breathe quickened and he pulled his cock out of his mouth and shot a load of hot cum across his face and onto his tongue. The sight pushed me over the edge, and I pulled out of his tight ass and my cum joined his, his face was now completely covered in sticky white goo. I leaned forward and ran my tongue across his face and deposited a load of our cum in his mouth as we kissed. After I had mostly licked Logan’s face clean, I rolled over next to him, we lay on our backs trying to catch our breath.

He gave my cock and nuts a gentle squeeze, “this was much better than going to the club and waking up with a hangover.”

I laughed, “yeah, it sure was.”

We got up and cleaned up and lay back down on the blanket naked, holding each other.

I finally asked, “this might be a weird question, but have you ever sent me an email?”

He leaned up on one elbow and asked, “what do you mean?”

I explained the whole stalker thing, my list and that he was one of the people that I thought may have been the email sender.

I said, “I thought that you flirted with me at lunch, so maybe you liked me. I considered that you were extra nice for a bigger tip, but I guess I hoped the flirts were genuine.”

He smiled, “of course I flirt for tips, but I guess I did like you, but since I had a boyfriend, all I was going to do is flirt.”

I asked, “can I ask why you guys broke up?”

“Because he wanted me to get a job, beside waiting tables.” He told me.

I said, “but you’re still in college, right?

He shook his head, “no, I graduated in May.”

“And you can’t find a job in your major?” I asked.

He said, “no I didn’t look for a job, that’s what he fight was about, I got accepted into a master’s program out of state, I’m leaving this fall. I wanted him to wait to find a job and move with me, but he wanted to stay here.”

I said, “well, you’re not my stalker, but I still had fun tonight.”

He laughed, “no, but if you give me your email address, I could start stalking you now, if you want.”