I became obsessed with Brian's cock from his profile pic. It displayed a nicely sized cock with a well proportioned head. I could see he shaved everything. There was something else that set it apart. The lighting, focus and detail was perfect like it was a studio shot. His other public pictures were better than most peoples' but this one got to me. I sent him a message. I received a response shortly after. This started a month of messaging conversations flirting and describing what we would do to the other. I was ready to meet from day one. He took a while before agreeing. Then our timing didn't work. He hadn't been with a man before so he had some reservations. I had experienced it personally and helped one other man through it.
I decided a new approach was needed. I started asking him to send more pictures of his body and cock in particular. Maybe he'll get comfortable enough to meet. He had told me the neighborhood he lived in during one conversation. Then, one of the pictures showed the view from a front window. The house numbers across the street were crystal clear. Bingo! I immediately went out to check the homes with that number. I drove through his neighborhood and easily found it. I sat and looked at his house across the street.
I started a routine of waiting for him to leave the house and following him. I found where he works. I followed him at the grocery store. I needed to find a way to break the ice. One afternoon an idea came to mind. I sent a couple more sexy pics but included a striped shirt in the background. It wasn't too bright but hopefully distinct enough to catch his eye when we meet.
The next evening an opportunity arose. I followed him to a home improvement store. It was a Wednesday night and the parking lot was almost deserted. I put on the striped shirt from my pictures, waited for him to go in and followed. I grabbed a cart and put a box off a shelf in it. I circled around and approached him. The shirt worked. When we were nearly face to face I saw him staring at it. I gave him a second to make eye contact.
"Hi, are you Brian?" I asked. I was getting nervous about how he would respond. Had I really thought this through?
"Hi, yes I am." he responded.
"Brian 4576?" I asked. Ok, I hadn't thought this through. How do I explain this one to him? I realized I was a couple inches taller making him look up at me. I tried to appear shorter by leaning on the cart a bit. I wasn't trying to intimidate. Is this about to go horribly wrong?
"Yes, that's me." he said, almost as an admission.
"I'm Steven, we've been chatting online recently." I let it hang out there for a minute. I started freaking out inside. I was sweating. I hadn't thought about much of anything else since seeing that first cock pic. I was so obsessed with it I made it the wallpaper on my phone. If this goes wrong I don't know how to recover. It has to work out.
He reached out and took my hand in his. He pulled and I followed. This has to be good right? He led me to the restroom. Yes! I hope this means what I think it does. He took us to the last stall. I went in first. I needed Brian to put as much initiative into this as possible. He followed, turned and locked the door.
When he turned back I held him close and I kissed him briefly. I think he kissed me back but I didn't want to risk turning him off from this. I moved down to kiss his neck. I kissed and sucked a bit while I unbuttoned his shorts. I let them fall. I reached in his underwear and felt his cock. I pulled it out. I wanted to look at it but was still kissing his neck, moving to his chest a bit. He hardened quickly to my touch. I need to see and taste it now.
