The Stalker

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'So, this is a little awkward, but I'm glad you're here', he said in his usual confident deep voice.
'Yes, well. you were convincing, this time, plus, Its time..'.
'It only took what, over a decade! you were stubborn'.
'Time flew by, right? In a blink of an eye we graduate, then we're thirty somethings, in your case, changing the world'.
Dean gave me that thougtful look that had my attention instantly, then said: 'Well. I remember you said I would be a changemaker, maybe you mentored me even before it became a thing'.
'That is so generous, I just really admired you, still do'.
Dean looked down with a little sexy dimpled smirk, like he did in his online lectures when someone would ask a stupid question.
'You know how much time I spent trying to figure which one of my buddies in uni was pranking me, or who was so into me, or, well, anything about the person who knew so much about me. it was a bit creepy, a bit fun, frustrating for sure, you really kept me guessing. Then you mentioned you studied computer science, and I thought, what if its a guy, after months of chats! but then, how did you know all my friends and teachers and classes?'
'You were great at asking questions, you still are'
'You were great at avoiding them, I guess I liked the mental challenge of figuring out who you were' Dean straightened his back on the sofa and crossed his legs. His shoes were shiny expensive faux-leather, and his suit blazer rested on a laptop carry-on. a far cry from the worn out sneakers and baseball hat he used to wear to the civil eng. computers lab.
Lets rewind.
It was 2008. worst year of my life. Economy crashed, my dad had a stoke and was on his way to heaven in some terrible hospital ward, my sister eloped with some unemployable tosser who got her pregnant. My mom had a nervous breakdown, and I was a grad student in computer science, which I grew to hate more with every semester. I was in the dorms, taking out my depression in the gym. I was getting shredded as fast as my life was falling apart and the economy was crashing.
Just as the semester began, just as the gym was closing, is when I saw Dean. He was alone in the showers, probably thought there was nobody there, as did I. Then I heard him whistling as he came into the lockers. I stood up on the toilet seat above the dividers. If he was hot I would keep watching.
He was tall and athletic. hairy chest. kinda hot. worn out sneakers and before he changed into sweatpants, he had a great muscular buttocks and the hottest cock I had ever seen in person, between those tall muscular legs. I saw the locker number, flushed the toilet. He was probably surprised someone was still there. I didnt even look his way, washed my hands and exited.
I needed his name. Went over to the water cooler for a drink, as he gave back his locker key to the gym reception girl. She wanted to close, but I flirted with her a bit, and as she went to lock the gym had a look at the locker sign-in list, and I had his name.
He was in civil eng. and I started the stalk around his faculty. At the civil eng. library, I was looking for a book next to where he was sitiing. He was talking to two friends about their courses. He was in his second year, and now I had their names too, and I had seen his name signed for an elective course, so I decided to take it.
This was all completely irrational, but I was so washed out, and bored with my studies, this was fun.
plus, the more I saw Dean the hotter he seemed to me, with his baseball cap and, as I would quickly find out, he was just as lonely, spending long hours into the night in an empty civil eng. computer lab.
From there, I knew exactly what he was interested in. what he was reading, what he was watching on tv, what his email was. That, is how it all started. I didn't mean to fall in love with him, he was not my type. Then - he became all the 'type' I could think of. I had no clue just how special this guy was, but I was learning that. Maybe I was attracted to him being a loner and night owl and nerdy and shy like me. We began by deep intellectual emails. Long emails, where I was someone he knew from the faculty, but too shy still to tell him that they love him.
Now imagine suddenly getting love letters, from someone who seems to know all about you and thinks you are sexy, talented and awesome. Who shares almost everything you like, who seems to be just like you, but feeling an emotional connection to you. Who thinks you have the skills to lead the world, while you try to figure out who the 'ef is this of your class and faculty. Dean seemed to love asking questions, which he knew I would avoid. and I loved giving my observations and predicting he's got unique talents and qualities, which he would mostly dismiss.
 

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'Your lecture, man thats eye-opening stuff, and you're actually changing the planet'
Dean was studying me.
'So you still into me? I mean, it was always very sexual as well, remember?'
'It was, yes, I was very much into you on every level'.
Maybe he was surprised by my quick and candid reply, after so many years of getting no answers.
'So now, from that dingy civil eng. lab, you've emerged as a leading global environmental change advisor.
What made you choose that path, I remember how you thought of quitting uni.'
'You really knew more about me than anyone else, that was so weird. It was like talking to myself. You did help me stay on and find this new field and, then two years down the line, doing my masters overseas, you went silent on me'.
'Had a rough period with my father passing away, I guess. my life was such a mess back then'.
The drinks and food arrived. 'You look better now, all fancy in a suit. still unshaved, which is how you should keep it. its a better look, and your hairline receding, well I hope you finally realized its hot' I said.
Dean smiled and began eating a bit. then he stopped and took my hand and shook it.
'Ok, so lets make this formal. Hi, I'm Dean and you know all about me. Would really like to hear how you found me, why you were into me, what made you contact me. dont spare any detail - I'll eat, you explain'.
I could never tell him about the locker room. I never mentioned his cock, of course.
So I started with taking an elective course together, and loving his deep voice, and his looks, and then, spending a few nights at the civil eng. computer farm and again seeing him there.
'For 'efs sake you could have just come up, said hello I'm the guy from that course I'm taking..' Dean said at once.
'Yeah, but that would have been just strange. plus, you woule never have opened up to me in that way'.
'It would not have been stranger than all the secrecy in months of emails!'
Dean was so hot when he got so politely angry. I had, by now, studied every expression and jesture he made.
I took out a piece of paper from my briefcase and quickly wrote down a sentence.
Dean waited, leaned back and stroking his chin he said 'Well, anyway, I really valued your friendship for what it was,
even as virtual, I just really wanted to put a face and name and get to know you, what are you writing?'.
I handed him the paper.
'Strokes chin, tries to soften the angry'
Dean laughed. 'Ok so, what was I going to say next?'
'You want to know, me being gay, you being straight, is this still sexual?'
'Ok, since you know me so well - I'll carry on eating and you can ask for me, and answer away'
'No, you're very creative, you can still surprise me, I'm sure' I said, 'but on that topic,
I'm still very much into you, if thats what you want to know. And - I prefer friends over one night stand'.
'It can be both, you know'
'Well, there you go - you definitely surprised me there' I smiled.
'Good, and its no surprise to you, Im staright' he said.
'Yup, but remember your theory about behavioural economics and sustainability'
'So you also follow my work'
'Very proudly so, in every sense', I smiled.
'Listen, you look great, you're in shape, you can do better than me' Dean said.
'Dean, I was, well, I am - totally madly into you, not someone else'
'I see, well, at least now you're upfront about all of it' Dean said.
'Youre so freaking hot, I could kiss you' I said.
'Well the last man who tried was an african leader, very handsome fellow, but we shook hands'
'Avoiding' I said.
'Oh no, not avoiding. A clear resounding no from me, sorry'.
'Shit' I said out loud.
Dean stood up and leaned across the table to me.
'I could change my mind. anway, I admire your guts. and you're coming with me..bet you didnt think that's what I'd say, well, another surprise'
 

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Dean stood next to me in the basement elevator to his apartment after I parked my old car outside,
while he parked his fancy electric car in the building's carpark.
He had a presence to him now. of importance and confidence.
'Definitely a step up from that apartment you rented back then'
'Yeah it was a shithole, but I liked the dogs'
'You always loved dogs, you have one now?'
'Can't, with all the travel'
'Right, you're taller now, or you dont slouch, kinda liked it though' I said.
'Damn this place is nice! you sir, have made it..'
'Still very much empty' Dean said as we walked into a very sparse living room.
'Less 'stuff' is also less footprint' he said.
'How come you're not married with kids by now' I had to ask.
I would marry anyone who can afford an apartment like this, I thought.
'I dont know, isn't our world overpopulated anyhow?' Dean said from the kitchen.
'not by people as smart as you, we need more of you, so get at it'
Dean smiled but I could see he was somehwhat uncomfortable with my questions.
'Still very much a loner at heart, I guess. Still no success in dates, I'm afraid', he said pouring us drinks.
'Well, I've seen your social media. you're a busy man. cabinets, ministers, leaders'.
'I'm not much of anything in my love life, and well, you know my entire history with that..'
'Yes, I do. Are you attracted at all to men? to me?' I asked.
Dean put down his glass and stood right up close.
The lights were dimmed low, and we created long shadows that now combined.
He took my t-shirt and pulled it up over my head.
All the long mail chats we had about overcoming being shy and masking it,
I knew what a big thing this was for him.
We were both so exited to get each others replies. we talked about everything,
we knew our deepest fears and flaws.
Dean has wonderful hands and both were feeling my body.
He started from the chest and ran down to my waste.
'What about that resounding no?' I said.
Dean's hand was on my shoulders and neck, drawing me closer to him.
'You're ready to boldly go..'.
'Youve always pushed my frontiers, so.. Dean said.
'always thought you'd make a great captain of any ship, thats why' I said.
'Navigate closer' I said, nearing his unshaven hot face.
'Captain's log. proceeding to..'
and I kissed Dean.
and this amazing person hugged me for a whole minute.
after 10 years and 4 months, through hundreds of emails.
We had talked so much about everything and anything and here we were together.
 

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'So that happened' Dean said.
'sure did' I said, taking his hands which were still on my waist, in mine.
'You've got a brave explorer side of you, which makes you so creative with solutions to..'
Dean's hands were now on my cheeks and he kissed me again.
'Are you sure you're not switching sides?'
'no, but lets just see where this takes us' Dean said.
'this takes us to a bedroom, please tell me you dont sleep on the floor?'
Dean laughed. 'there's a bed. you'll like it'
'You or the bed?'
'why not both'
'you've become a very "both" kind of guy', I said
'both, allows for better solutions' Dean laughed
'sometimes you just have to decide, this or that and pick a lane'
'and what if at times your decision limits you, unnecesarily?' Dean quickly replied
'what if your indecision hurts others?'
'that would be a consideration, but its still yours to make'.
'shut up and get naked'
'what?'
'shut up! and get naked!' I said again.
'can I take you to the bedroom first?'
'oh, um yeah, where is it?'
'behind the kitchen, lets take you'
'what the.. wow'.
Deans arms were quick to lift me like I weigh close to nothing.
It should have been the other way, but he carried me so easily.
'showing off?' I said
'yeah, a bit.' Dean smiled.
'is there anything else you would like to show off, perhaps?' I said on the bed.
'well, I know what you're think of'.
Dean took off his shirt, then his pants.
'oh you're impressive!' I said, as though I had no idea what to expect.
'its not small, its ok I guess' Dean said as he stood naked by the bed.
'well that's the understatement of the day, that thing, wow Dean you hid it well!' I said.
Dean looked pleased and amused.
'Can I?' I asked, getting close to it.
'Can you what?' Dean asked
'oh, this' I said, as I grabbed his buttocks, nearing his horizontal cannon of a cock to me.
'umm, ok, so youre going to..' Dean said and then gave a deep grunt.
As I kissed and licked it, it began to harden upright from horizontal to diagonal.
My hands were now on his nice firm stomach and admiring his hairy pecs.
I heard him moaning and he couldnt say a word.
His cock was incredible. so much better than I remembered in the locker room.
'It's so environmentally friendly..' I laughed, as it hardened even more in my hand.
'I'm, oh yes!' Dean took my arm and put it against his giant erect cannon,
then moaned as he shot his load twice all over my arm, from the wrist all the way to the shoulders.
'thats freakin' unreal, you're a stud Dean' I said smiling.
Dean sat next to me on the bed. 'this is quiet a journey, what next?'
'so glad you asked' I said smiling.
 

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'Lets not get ahead of ourselves'
'Lets get a head for ourselves'
'I think you just gave me one'
'yeah it was amazing, ten years in the making'
'well that was your faul.. your decision. you chose not to reveal yourself, but ok, it is what it is..'
'a lot of things were going on into that. guess I was scared to lose you as a friend. you have this great heart and mind that you let me tap into, to get a glimpse into, I was fascinated'
'thanks, that was always nice to get from you'
'I love how your mind works, your thoughts are so - crisp, clear and out of the box. its such a gift. and you really put it to good use, for the sake of a great cause. I often think about the journey you made, you know from those nights we talked about being alone and not having direction and a disconnect with most people around us. To being so influential and doing something you're passionate about, and doing it so well, and chairing committees and creating environmental policy documents.. I find everything about you so inspiring'
'ok, but you know thats part of an exterior shell, not sure much of the interior has kept up'
'you've grown inside, I can tell. maybe you dont see it, you know, you need others to see it for you'.
'well you were always so positive about me, without me knowing who..or if you really know me, does it make sense?'
'did it have to make sense? well maybe for you it did. you're very rational and about science..'
'so you're the irrational one?'
'hey I took a computer science degree and went to open a coffee shop'
'that is rather irrational, I have to admit. I even told you that' Dean smiled.
'I was lonely. I wanted real interaction with people, not computer screens. I liked coffee, so - a coffee shop'.
'no. I get it, but its still kinda weird, I mean, you could easily go into six figures as a programmer'
' I did it as a side job, made applications. it killed my soul but paid the bills, and the debt on the coffee shop'
'allow yourself to fail, it just wasnt your calling'
'see I still dont know what is, you've found this great port, and I'm still mostly lost at sea'
'well your hands are sailing all over right now'
'yeah kinda loving your body, is it ok?'
'its nice. I'll get used to it, up to now its been lacking in my life'
'what about Julia? the one who did the masters with you overseas?'
'well, we were together for a few years, we lived together'
'you had sex, you were engaged'
'yes, we were, but she wanted someone else. people just need different things at different points in life.
I was too much of a nobody for her. She ended up marrying our professor'
'that is wild'
'wish you were there, I was really down'
'sorry, I was struggling with life and I didnt want to torment you much more'
'but here we are, in the end you answered back'
'it is so weird. I sold the coffee shop, and decided to read back all our emails, which I hadn't opened
for so many years'
'we had this connection, I wanted it back, good thing I tried to write to you again'
'yeah wow we really went though a lot, and here we are naked on our backs talking in your
apartment, and you're so much better in real life, huh, what a giant waste of time all that secrecy was'
'No it wasnt. it was meant to be this way' Dean said and turned to face me.
'You're ruining the mood, sir' he smiled
'All those times you wrote about being horny, well you are, huh?'
'oh very much so' Dean smiled. his cock was still totally erect.
'you're fixated on it' Dean laughed.
'believe me, anyone would be. it's..'
'I get it, I get it, ok.. well..' Dean laughed again.
'Well..'
'its all yours'.
 

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Dean grabbed my body and flipped me over.
I was again surprised, I didnt know he wanted to initiate anything.
He played it so reluctant and now, all of a sudden.. was he really never into other men?
'Dean, howcome..'
His hands were on my buttocks, then I could feel his cock against my skin.
'Shh, trying to figure this out'
'Oh that is su-ch a hot thing to say'
I could hear him trying to muffle a laugh with his arm.
'yeah ok you just figure this out'
Now he was rolling on the bed next to me laughing.
'you ruined it" he said, back to laying on his back.
'nah, just admit you totally panicked'
'well - ok, its not that I dont find you.. I do really'
'oh believe me I saw - I cant believe you're single having THAT!'
'well THAT is not much in use' he said looking at my tongue again around his amazing cock.
I was too busy to say anything. Dean's hand held my hair as his head tilted back with small moans.
'Remember how much I wanted your nude pics, well anything shirtless'
'Yeah, I had no idea why you found me so hot, I sent you some bad lit dark one, in the dorms'
'loved that look. with that worn out baseball cap. with the dog on your lap.. OK as much as I want to reminisce tho, can I do you or you want to - jeez..'
Before he answered he pulled my body sideways and again on my stomach
'Man you got some wicked strong arms. flex for me', I said twisting my body to face him.
'So lame, come on I dont workout anymore'
'Shut up and flex, stop being so difficult'
'OK OK, quick gun show' Dean said, raising his arms unwhillingly
'The beach is that way' he said and flexed his biceps, pointing
'As if you ever go to one' I said and he smiled.
'Ok, you got your biceps'
'Yeah you got some good biceps for being lean, tall. yet athletic, loving it'
'noodelicious' Dean said
'have no idea what that means but sounds tasty to me'
'Ok what do I get in return?'
'You've been negotiating too much policy deals, what do I get in return? jeez..'
'Nice try. flex your hot sixpack'
'my abs?'
'yeah, loving them. wish I had them'
'maybe workout a bit more'
'have no time'
'yeah yeah, excuses, here'. I sucked in my stomach, crunching my abs together.
Dean's hand was over them, then his mouth. then he kissed my nipples and chest.
'Nice!' I said softly. I had dreamt of him doing that, so many times. he was so gentle.
Dean's hand went for my cock as he continued working my body with his lips and tongue.
His hand suddenly twisted, holding my erect cock in his hand with his fingers in front.
his fingers began lighly adding pressure and his other hand was gently moving on my hip flexers.
My body gave a small push forward from the pressure of his grip.
'Nice' Dean said as the stream of cum ejeculated landing on my other thigh.
'Finish it' Dean said in his deep assertive voice and I could feel his hand tighter
Then he opened his grip, flattening his hand against my erection like a foot pressing a car pedal
His hand pushed right against my erection, and a second shot of cum flew back on my chest.
Dean smiled, but I thought - this was a move of someone who had clearly done this before.
He opened his middle fingers trying and started stroking my wet cock with his two fingers.
He was so good, my cock was erect upwards and a third shot landed on his fingers and arm.
His thumb pushed against it a few times, then he said matter of factly 'nicely done'.
'Youve done this before, right?' I said, this was no first timer.
Dean paused, as if thinking of something ever so slightly and not wanting me to know it.
'Like duh, with myself' he then said and smiled. but I didnt buy it.
 

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we were on our backs looking at the ceiling talking then -
'what's that bell?'
'oh shi..' Dean said, then quickly got up and grabbed his pants and shirt.
'you expecting someone?'
'no, well, yeah, I mean - not at this hour' Dean said, then slapped my leg to get up and get dressed
'ok so - thats a yes? you ordered something?'
'no, my sister, I mean - my niece, she stays with me, when she goes out'
'single parent issues'
'almost over tho, she's 11. very opinionated age, so dont say too much'
'ok, should I wait or..'
'no, I'll just tell her you're a friend staying over, come on!'
Dean rushed to the door, I went to the couch watching.
'Hi Liz, yeah sure. you dont want to come in? ok, yeah its fine at 7 tomorrow, hi D.'
'This is D', Dean said. 'Just D - well Diane, but she doesnt like it, so just D' Dean whispered at me and smiled.
'Hi uncle Dean who's that?' she pointed at me.
Dean told Diane I'm a friend staying over as well.
She was a ginger with long hair and fading freckles and in a colourful stars long skirt.
'Hi D, like your skirt' I said.
'Eww' D made a face crinkling her nose at me.
she turned to her uncle covering her mouth with her hand and said like I wouldn't hear it - 'he stinks'.
'semen' I said.
Above her head, Dean's eyes widened, he looked like he wanted to kill me.
'He's a sea man, D, working in the shipping docks. He was just about to shower, right?'
'Right' I said smiling - 'All that - docking - its hard work'
'working on ships is grose' D said.
Dean lifted his finger across his throught signalling he'll slit mine.
'You want something to eat before bed?' Dean asked her
'Nah I'm tired I'm brushing my teeth goodnight uncle Dean' she said and walked into what Dean then said was
another study and guest room off the living room.
We heard the tap on and off and then the door closed.
'nice, she's an independent kid, knows the drill' I said.
'Are you crazy, Semen! Dean shout-whispered at me.
'Your sister just drops her with you like that when she goes out?"
'yeah, I have like 10 unanswered calls from her'
'well, we were busy' I smiled.
'I dont have clothes to change into, I'll be eww in the morning, so..'
'Yeah I don't want you to sleep on the couch either'
'Nope, better I go then, so - can I see you tomorrow?' I said quietly.
'You can see-men me tomorrow, sure' Dean smiled.
'bye hot uncle Dean' I said as he stood by the door watching me get the elevator.
 
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There was so much to unpack in my head when I got home.
Dean was really everything I thought he would be - but was he just playing around with me?
was this just a one time thing, he was straight, he said it very clearly.
I opened the drive where I had all our emails in order, in folders by 2 years, then months.
then I copied our new emails into a new year and month folder.
Would we continue on this way, or just become normal friends now?
I began reading some of the very first emails. They were almost foreign now to me, but each
of them brought back that period in my life that I really didnt want to revisit now.
Then I opened one where he mentioned Liz, his sister.

'.. so my sister finally got her divorce settled. she has a small baby which will know only a life with seperated parents
and custody battles and viewing rights, its so awful. I mean you love someone enough to have a child and then a few months later, youre out and its so shity. I think she's depressed now that its final, thats another reason I thought of quitting uni and just helping her out for like, a year or two. what do you think?
I can always go back after that to something else. I mean maybe I should just go to the social office counselor and get them involved with this to get some of my tuition back, I dunno. I'm between confused, and delirious.
I get your point that it will be so much harder to restart it all later in life and I should just make it into a distraction from everything else and focus on courses one at a time, in theory sounds good, reality is my head is somewhere else.
Its not just her divorce stuff, the feeling of not fitting in is really getting to me now. Am I writing this to myself? as this point I need proof to myself that I'm not so, help me out here. I may use this with the social counselor as proof that I need out, you know : - ) ok ok no not going to do that, you're too important by now to risk that. Wait, are you important? if you are, and you know so much and want to know so much more, why the FUCK are you not making yourself
known? I need friends right now, not emails. seriously. but if theres no way I can convince you, please dont stop. I'll have to make do with these 1 or 2's on the inbox. This is my new highlight of the day. well, as I gather mostly during the night, which I waste on manga and writing movie reviews anyhow, so - I guess thats something to look forward to in life. The inbox. your next one, I may see it from home. I'm leaving to be with her. Not sure I'll have any energy left to come back so I'm packing most of my room up in this drive home. My mom is coming over to pick me up, I can't see her sadness anymore. that will be one cheerful long ride home, huh?. Bye my invisible friend, from the 1 in your inbox'.
 
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I was just about to go to bed when Dean called my number.
'Hey!' I said, masking all the sad emails I was reading with a phone-smiling voice.
'ok so we have a small issue, I need your advice'
'sure, what's it about?'
'ok so actually not your advice, its another surprise. Well next week, I've got an event at LSE
and then I'm off to NYC for some work, so I thought you'd like to tag along as a plus one'.
'Well, wow, thats incredible, umm, yeah, money wise tho, you know I'm currently not..'
'Great, so your schedule is free, right? for a week? its on me, all expenses and that nonsense'
'A week! I mean - wait, what do you mean on you?'
'Well I'll just ask to book another seat, I hope its not full, or I'll rebook mine if it is'.
'And I'll be your..'
'plus one'
'no, the hotels silly, I'll be your?'
'oh who cares, my boyfriend. my assistant, I'll book another room if youre not comfortabe sharing'..
'ok, well thats so generous, I mean.. yeah, well'
'so thats a yes? I'm with my agent right now. so I need to know like - right now'
'your agent. wow, thats incredible'
'she handles engagements and bookings, she works for the PR firm, not just for me'
'such a celebrity, PR firms, agents'
'your yes is so annoying. I'll just give you the details tomorrow, I need a copy of your passport and address'.
'ok, so we're flying to New York!' I said, now really more excited.
'What about LSE'
'Pretentious globalists.. what about it?
'I was going to ask if you'd like to come hear me speak, jeez..I guess thats a no then?'
'Oh, its a yes if its your lecture'
'Great so as it stands our plan is to then fly out of LCY, so have your luggage ready with you, I'll have all
the booking details for you by tomorrow afternoon'.
'Sounds amazing' I said, genuinely happy for so much time with Dean even more than for
the first ever trip to America.
'You being there, will make it amazing' Dean said
'Hope we can fit in some docking' I said and he laughed.
'Yeah, well.. we can fit some docking before next week'
'Sure, I want to get some D from you'
'oh no, no, that is so nasty! She'll need a new nickname now' dean laughed.
 
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Dean and I ended up talking on the phone leading up to our trip.
I was so excited I was thinking of what I would be packing and checking weather.
Obviously from his social media, Dean was a frequent flyer, which he carbon offset by some funding
for this and that. He could offset it with me, since I was nowhere near airports for years, which just
added to my excitement, mostly over spending so much time with him, having only just met once! even
though that once turned out to be all the "once" I need in life.
'So you've got all your documents, passes, lube..' Dean smiled at me.
'They'd probably confiscate it if I had any' I laughed.
'Don't think they would, fast track, from the jetcenter lounge'
'What? what is that?" I said.
'I like your cluelessness, cute' he said.
Dean was dressed all suited up, no tie. I liked the slight outline of his nice squarish pecs under the suit
and the heavy winter coat and scarf wrapped above. The tube platform had so many businessmen suited
scarf-wrapped Deans blowing hot air from gloved hands with fancy briefcases waiting to reach The City,
while I was the blue-collar construction and machinery type with a nice warm double layer open coat, jeans,
and a plaid untucked shirt, all I needed was a construction hard-hat. I would stick out in LSE like a sore thumb.
'Thats a very good-looking man' I said at Dean, who stupidly said looking around 'who?'. 'You' I smiled.
'oh thanks'. we were sitting holding our hand-luggage between our legs, looking around at so many sleepy faces,
beanie hats and and scarfs.
'Best-looking man in here' I said at Dean, and Dean looked at me and shrugged ok.
He had his speaking points on his phone and scrolled though them from time to time.
With all the excitement on my part, I quickly learned he was the business first, play later type, no mixing.
We changed lines, arrived, and two hours later, clapping and the ordeal was over.
I felt all the suits were waiting for me to fix the heating or check the sound system.
Dean was his usual new self: talking so passionately and confidently, answering all the questions, pulling
out stats and figures and citations, sometimes waving his hand in small karate-chop gestures.
It was obviously tailored to this audience, just like his perfect suit. His pants had small little bumps
forming as he walked but only I knew what was in there that caused that.
Then we were off on the tube and DLR to the airpory.
'this is hectic. this is your life now?' I said
'Depends' Dean said.
'Depend? You need them? we can stop and buy you some' I laughed
Dean looked at me annoyed but with a smile.
'Where are we going? surely this isn't the departure que? I said.
'Well, we're doing it a little quicker' Dean smiled taking his documents from his suit pocket
'Is this how you always fly? I could get used to this!' I said as we were ushered into the Lounge.
'Not always, but sometimes. I'm sure you could'. Dean took off his jacket again and went for
the drinks and food in the corner. 'We have about 40 minutes, we're early' Dean said drink in hand.
'Great, any beds?'
'Not until after Shannon'
'Who's Shannon? Your assistant?'
Dean almost spat out his drink laughing at me.
'Our plane, it needs to stop and refuel at Shannon, it cant carry it because of the short runway at LCY'
'I see. Where is Shannon?'
Dean shook his head. 'Ireland'.
'So I haven't a clue, who cares. hope the seats arent too squishy, we're big guys'
'Have you seen your ticket at all? jeez..' Dean said rolling his eyes at me.
'Hey behave!' I said, my hand on his hot thighs under that suit.
'Fair trade suit, you better not cause me to stain it!'
'Better change then, how about jeans?'
'you want to talk about the denim industry impact?'
'no, not really. you're very hot with all your knowledge'
'oh stop playing dumb. you're smarter than me'
'all I know right now, is about coffee and pastry brands and coffee machines. the coffee here isn't great'.
'how was the coffee at my place?'
'I dont remember that, I only remember other parts'
'body parts' Dean laughed, 'well, I treated ourselves to Business, so no squished seats I'm afraid'
'there goes all the fun of rubbing against your thighs'
'or against those of a veiny granny telling you stories about her nice little..'
'noo oh no. wait, so we're in Business class?'
'This time around, since there's no first, yes we are'
'wowow, that is so wondefully wasteful..to the environment' I said almost horrified.
 
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'Is this how you always fly?' I said as we took off sharply.
'no, this is just an upgrade, sometimes I get them'
'what's the weirdest place you've been so far?'
Dean was taking his time, obviously being to so much remote places.
'umm, I think, the Kalahari desert, Botswana, there is such a country I promise you, having lived there for a while'
'Really! and all that is where? Sahara somewhere?'
Dean gave another weird look at my lack of geography.
'Southern Africa, Sahara is way up north, so you were close'
'how close are we to entering the mile high club?'
'As far as the Kalahari is from the Sahara'
'Ok so nothing? I was hoping for some docking'
' and I thought I was horny'
'oh your emails leave no room on that.. you're by far.. and, how far are you from bi?'
'nice one, if only your geography was as good' Dean said.
'As long as my hands travel on hot guys - thats all the geography I need to know'
Dean face-palmed.
'what!' I nearly yelled. luckily the two seats next to us were vacant, an even bigger waste.
'thats topography' Dean said shaking his head.
'well it connected, you know what a LAMP stack is?
'Something from IKEA?' Dean frowned
'Before I tell you, you should know you have very hot frowns. frown more often'
'somehow I think I will with you'
'Also loosen up' I said, grabbing his face for a kiss.
Dean half turned to see if one of the too many attendants was looking our way.
They were busy with bringing out food.
'Hey, lets set a rule about public affections, I'm not into it. You're a friend, ok? We're not BF's'
'Right, you already told me on the phone, like fifty times'
'So, Friends, ok?' ok' Dean said.
'With benefits?' I said.
'This is rather a large benefit I would say' Dean said.
'I would like one other rather large benefit, in me' I said winking.
'Focus on the friends' Dean said probably more annoyed now, but still masking it.
'Thats cool, I enjoy the chase'
'You enjoy the stalk too'
'Hey, it has its.. benefits' I laughed
'Touché. It does, doesn't it?' Dean smiled and started up his laptop.
'Thats a smile of just friends' and he nodded.
"I am going to ravage your tight hot muscular buttocks like you've never felt" I thought to myself, looking at him working next to me. "And it will be on this plane. Friendship my ass. or mostly yours'.
 

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Dean then went into deep sleep, which meant I had nothing to do but sleep as well.
I did not know what time it was when I woke up, and the seat next to me was empty.
It took me a few moments after a coffee, and still an empty seat to get up
and start looking around where Dean was.
I spotted him in the front row, sitting with another person next to him.
I couldnt hear anything since they were probably whispering as the few people
around were asleep.
'Hey' I said walking and standing next to them.
The guy next to Dean was about our age. He had black-silverish short cropped hair
and blue-gray eyes with tan skin. He was wearing a black polo and silverish gym jacket
which seemed to replace his dark navy suit jacket on the coat hanger, he was holding
some beer and when he looked at my direction, Dean turned to me and stopped his sentence.
'Oh you're awake, good, I didnt want to disturb your sleep' Dean said, with a beer in his hand.
Dean then introduced me to Justin or as Dean called him Joze, who was by far the hottest
man I had seen in a long time. Joze shook my hand with his massive and heavy one.
Dean had said I'm a long-time friend from uni, and Joze would be attending the same
environmental conference in NYC as he's based in Sydney and consults in green agrotech
companies. Joze was born in Windhoek Namibia, which I didn't know exactly where that was
but said nothing. Then his Belgian-Southafrican parents moved to the Cape and from there
to Sydney, which one could tell from his Australian accent. I quickly learned he was into
Rugby, wind-surfing and diving and other activities that meant he had a great body under that suit.
Dean said he and Joze had met many times in his work.
If Dean looked expensive, he had nothing on Joze.
As Joze held his beer, I noticed a premium smartwatch on his other hand,
and that Microsoft Surface Book next to his elbow was no cheap laptop either.
As I was still standing somewhat awkwardly I suggested we all go back to our empty row.
Dean said sure, but I sensed he was a little annoyed with me for suggesting that.
As Joze stood up, right after Dean, he took off his gym jacket.
That black long sleeved polo shirt had all the curves of an incredible muscled body.
That fabric curved around massive pecs and wide biceped arms and huge shoulders.
As Joze stood he was also at least half a head taller than both of us.
His slim navy coloured chalk-striped pants were bulging so much in front, his legs so massive,
and with those boulder-shoulders, this man would surely not even fit into economy class seats.
Joze took his beer with him. That beer can looked extra small in his hand.
Dean continued talking to Joze, leaving me again as a third wheel, pissed off yet very excited.
They talked mostly about companies and sport, which was boring.
Little did Joze know I was doing my research right there and then on hot agrotech hottie Justin.
At first it was all companies related, but then I struck gold with a bodybuilding.com profile.
Oh man, those progress photos of Joze almost made me jazz and jizz.
Later Joze shook my hand again as he made his way back to his seat.
Dean sat next to me for a quick snack then in his casual way announced:
'Oh, almost forgot, change of plans. Joze has a pad in NYC, we can stay with him'
'What do you mean he has a place?'
'He has an apartment, walls, kitchen, guest rooms' Dean said perplexed what was not understood.
'Didnt you book hotels already?'
'My assistant will.. I already called ahead and cancelled so..'
'Sure, no problem then' I said. Annoyingly, I really had no choice then, if he already cancelled our hotel.
'His apartment is walking distance from the offices of.. '
'So he just has an apartment?'
'Yeah, he's loaded' Dean smiled.
'I mean, to clarify - I mean money' he added and smiled again.
'Oh, right. I was thinking about alcohol' I said, now making Dean laugh.
'Check out his beer can' Dean said pointing to the seats next to us.
'What the f.. you mean that little dice?'
'Yeah, he casually crushed it into that. Rugby hands..' Dean said, 'Did you not see him do it?'
I was too busy looking for him online, that I failed to notice his party trick.
'So do we're just stick with him for the whole week?'
'No he's flying out to SF in three days anyhow'
'Hmm, just in time for Pride' I said.
'Yeah I dont think so, not with four kids' Dean smiled.
'four kids' I just said it again, 'no wonder he needs a pad in NYC'
'Actually its for his son, he's in NYU'
'He does not have an 20 year old son!. On his profile he was 38'.
'Yeah well then he had his first kid at 18 I guess' Dean said.
'So we're staying him, me, you, his son. Probably his son's girlfriend'..
'No his son is in Sydney for vacation'
'Ok' I said more relaxed.
'Wait three days, and we have it to ourselves' Dean smiled.
'Sounds good' I said. Actually I was more relaxed with Joze being straight.
He and Dean seemed very friendly.



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We landed and Both Dean, and Joze, seemed to know exactly where to go
and what to do so I just tagged along, mostly watching Joze's pants from every direction.
There was plenty to watch even with his suit jacket on.
Arnie! Joze said to a young guy waiting in a crisp white shirt and black pants.
'My PA Arnie, he'll drop me off at my meeting, Dean you need to be somewhere or
Arnie can take you to Nolita'
'Yeah sounds good, I'm free until the afternoon, we'll get some well needed zz's' Dean said.
Again, my plans were not asked for, Arnie got the car, handled our hand luggage
and we were off in shiny black SUV towards Manhattan.
Joze was sitting next to Arnie, his driver, assistant and NYC office manager.
He dropped Joze somewhere in lower Manhattan scheduling to pick him up later
as Joze waved us goodbye, signalling Dean to call Arnie if we need anything'.
Arnold, who turned out was also a lawyer, took out our luggage and carried Joze's
luggage with us, showing us how to get in, use the elevator and put a key in the door.
This was not a new building, it was on the 7th floor of a 7 floor building with large
windows on Spring Street, which Joze said on the way, was easy walking distance to NYU.
This was a stark white and black loft space with a main area with three large windows,
a very high ceiling with a guest room just off the entrance hallway and what Joze said
was his bedroom on the other side of the vast living room and open island kitchen.
'Nice place' Dean said, as each of us plopped on the two single beds in the guest room.
The room had a vast glass window similar to the three in the living room, overlooking
the street with a nice open view of the street and taller buildings in the distance.
The room had nice dark wood floors, and two massive black japanese calligraphy prints
in black frames above each bed. under the window was a large wood surface as a desk
with a steel chair, a mini fridge and some drawers for storage. Above the desk, was
an electric blind and curtain we could close from the beds.
A door disguised as a walkin wardrobe door, led to a closet space leading into
a black and white marble bathroom.
'Thank god my meeting was postponed, I need the zz's' Dean said wasting no time to
hang his suits up and was walking in just his socks and his white underpants.
'Putting on quiet a show for the neighbors' I said.
'Just for you, theres no neighbors if you can see an open view like that in this city'
Dean said pointing at the window. 'This direct sunlight is worth so much in this city' he said,
then scratching his back he asked 'Can I shower first?'
We can shower together, I wanted to say but his eyes looked tired now so I just nodded.
'I'll go explore if there's any food' I said. I was suddenly very hungry again.
'Yeah just check dates, Arnie said his son was here three weeks ago before flying home'.
'Arnie must use this place for sooo much sex' I said. He was a young, hot, lawyer and I would bring
over anyone here to impress them, and fuck them.
'Looks spotlessly clean to me' Dean said as he entered the shower.
I went into the kitchen. All the fridge had was beers, two boxes of some power bars and water.
So I had two beers and a powerbar.
Behind the kitchen I discovered another disguised door leading to a glass box with stairs to
the roof and a fully equipped gym space. I walked up the light filled stairs leading to an office desk
and a door with a deck rooftop with some planters seating. The door was locked.
I tried to force it open for some stupid reason and a beeping alarm went off throughout
the loft.
I heard Dean calling me and he found me at the bottom of the stairs.
He was wet holding a towel. What did you try doing? he said as I pointed to the door.
I called Arnie who disabled the system from his phone and the annoying beeps stopped.
'Dont try to open doors with force, ok?' Dean said still holding his towel.
He tried to walk back into our room to the bathroom but I closed the door.
'No, down boy' Dean said as he guessed his wet body made me horny.
'I cant play outside maybe I can play with something else' I said trying to grab his towel.
I was probably too drunk and tired, Dean pushed me easily to one side and went
back into the room.
But I was way too horny so I followed him into the bathroom just as he put up the towel.
'Let me get dressed' he said next to the closet.
'Look at that sexy white arse!' I said slapping his muscled behind.
Dean put on fresh undies and turned around pushing me back and into bed.
'Three days you be on your best behaviour so we dont get kicked out!' he said
'I think I need another beer' I said trying to get out of bed.
'No I think you have had enough'
'I'll crush it into a dice!' I said drunk.
'Not with those silky hands' Dean laughed and pulled me into my bed again
'You have silky balls!' I said drunk.
'Ok alarm set, we can sleep until 3 pm' Dean said, and shut the blinds from his bed.
 

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3 pm was when Dean woke up and I found him in the kitchen eating power bars.
we went on a run to the salt shed and back. then he took another shower and called Arnie
to come pick him up. Arnie was already with Joze at the door when I was in the shower.
I heard the front door close and someone in the kitchen. It was five, and I was now very hungry.
Joze stood next to the kitchen island. The sun was now coming in directly on him through
the large windows. He had a beer in his hand, his tie loosened over the outline of his pecs
in a very tight white office shirt. His large hands with light hair glistening with a bit of sweat
were holding a bear and a slice of pizza. He looked like a model in an ad.
"Pizza?" he said pointing with this slice at the box behind him.
"So hungry, thats just what I need" I said as I stood next to him with a slice.
The door to the other room, which was locked was now open. it had a code lock on it, like a safe.
Joze finished his slice in two large bites.
As I sat on a stool he took off his tie, then unbuttoned his shirt and went to the fridge taking
out a power bar. This daddy was ripped. Those large curving pecs were perfectly carved up
over some nice superhard abs. Joze's body and looks reminded me of a tall muscled Matt Battaglia,
with black-silverish cropped hair and steel eyes.
'You like the place?' Joze said, as we launched into talking about its features, my eyes fixed on his
as I ate a slice of pizza.
'So what is it you do in agrotech' I said as he looked at something on his smartwatch.
'Money, mostly' Joze said with a smile then 'I also kill people, for a price'.
I was too shocked to say anything.
Joze looked at me very seriously. He opened a kitchen drawer, took out a black handgun
and placed it close to him, right in front of me on the marble counter.
I looked at the gun stunned, I couldn't say anything.
He looked at me with a deadly serious gaze.
'You um.. what?' I couldnt even speak.
Joze took off his watch placing it upside down. 'Five x's, see there' he pointed, 'you know what these are?'
The watch had 5 small black x's. I could guess what it stood for... his hits.
I felt my stomach turn. Then Joze picked up the gun, gently admiring.
Then his finger neared the trigger, was in it and, Joze started to laugh at me.
I was probably white with fear. 'Mate its a lighter!' he said pulling the lighter, in his deep voice laughing.
'Works like a charm, every time!' Joze said very satisfied how easily he had me rattled.
I was obviously not the first victim of this prank and his serious gaze, was truely scary nonetheless.
Joze put the lighter back. 'The x's are real, though' he then said quietly.
Before I could say anything he raised both arms, and added 'With these. no need for weapons'.
'Nice try, fool me twice shame on me' I said.
Joze leaned towards me. His massive hands took hold of my neck and arm, as he pulled me over
the counter, I felt his hands around my neck, my feet were off the ground, he had me dangling
from his massive arms mid air as I tried to kick him to free myself from his grip, he had me
struggling for about 10 seconds as he walked holding me to the couch and let go, throwing
me at it like some decorative pillow. I dropped to the arm rest, catching my breath.
He stood a few paces next to me, opening his sleeve button, then the other.
He took of his white shirt, first releasing one arm, then the other.
'Have another try mate, tackle me' he said smiling, the sun highlighting all his muscled frame.
'No' I said, thinking this man was completely crazy and dangerous.
'give you a head start, tackle, go for the bread basket' he said pointing at himself.
I knew if I didnt, I would be facing more of this anyhow.
I stood up quickly, arching my back, and charged as fast as I could into a run-to-kick.
Joze had stepped sideways catching me by the waist right as my knee was aimed to hit his gut.
I was in his arms held upside down then he pushed me upwards, and my feet slung over his shoulder
as he flipped me into a standing upright.
'not bad, nice sideways knee-kick idea, way too transparent.'
I was sweating in the sunlight, felt queezy and was about to throw up my pizza.
'The x's, so who did you kill?' I asked, half fainting on the couch as he took a stool and sat on it backwards.
'Mate you still think its real? nah part of the prank, all good' he said.
'Nearly tearing my head off is also part of the prank?'
Joze laughed again as he folded his muscled arms on the back of the stool.
'A scrum is way more deadly than any of it but good on you for trying with the kicks, nice work'
'You were asking too much questions on agrotech, thats what it was' he smiled.
'Jeez, I dont want to see what happens when I ask about your sex life'.
Joze had this deep manly laugh again, 'youre asking me about my sex life?'
'yes, too soon?' I asked
Joze winked at me and went to the kitchen for another slice.
'last one, you want it?' he asked. how thoughtful of him.. almost making me throw up
not two minutes ago.
'yes, I'll have another'. I said to his massive muscled back. I was still hungry.