I do not know what I am doing with T**y to be honest, why have I allowed him to come to my house, let alone fuck me… There is something I can’t quite put my finger on with this guy but he’s really funny, good looking & even though I said no dating in 2020 (Remember I am behind in my writing time frame, I don’t usually write in real time) there is also that stupid thing in my head that this guy could just be the guy. He’s single, he’s cute, he’s seemingly interested in me, yes there have been some red flags, but is anyone ever actually completely red flag free?!
After we have sex, he had cum on my belly & I am not sure why men find that so hot to be honest, I would have thought that cumming inside would be hotter, but the guys I seem to date also like the fact that I don’t just jump up & shower so I wear their cum all day the next day or if we’ve had day sex, during the rest of that day.
T**y doesn’t jump up straight away – ready to leave as soon as he’s cum like other guys do, which I like. He lays there, next to me, not really touching me but sometimes he does & he lays there for a really long time, just chatting about all sorts of crap & I feel very comfortable with him. The banter flows easily & he says a few times that he wants to stay over the night but he doesn’t have his tools for work tomorrow or anything to wear, I am mildly disappointed when he finally gets up & starts getting dressed, but it’s very late on a Sunday so I am ready for him to go. He genuinely seems disappointed to leave.
I refuse to message him, he should message me first, right?! I mean it’s always been my rule – my stupid rule that got me into trouble with Noodle the first time. But when I see on the chat app that he has another account with his fake profile picture with another name & both of them are in the same group, I start to wonder what this guy is all about.
However about midday I get a message from him – on the app he apparently deleted on our date, he has my phone number so there is no need to be using the chat app, but he does. He talks about the sex saying he wants to see me again & loves my ass… What is it about my ass, I never thought it was that good… We also chat via text which is weird, chatting on both apps but whatever, I send him a picture of my ass & he says he wants to fuck me like that so I start the topic of anal but he says he doesn’t like anal but would do it if I wanted too… He asks me if I have time for a quickie but I don’t & realise that my period has come too, so I just ignore his messages till he’s messaged to say that he’s already on his way home.
As always I talk to J-Lo about him & J-Lo loves a stalk, he loves to find these men on Facebook or wherever & find out their deal. I’m not much of a stalker, I don’t want to know but stupidly I always allow J-Lo to stalk for me… I don’t know why but he loves to find people, but he can’t find a trace of this guy T**y anywhere…! Odd?! Or does this guy genuinely not have any social media presence?!
The next day I don’t hear from T**y at all or see him on the chat app, so by about 9:00 pm, I decide to message him & I ask if he thought about my ass today & he says that he did. He doesn’t seem that keep to chat but asks me If I thought of anything else, when I say that I thought of him sucking my nipples while fucking me he just says “Mmmmm”. So I don’t reply. The next day I have had the worst day ever, it’s only 10:30 am & I am heading home when I get a message from him asking if I am going to be home soon. Oddly, yes I am so I say that I am & he says to call him when I’m free… then he says he can come around 2:00 pm. No problems, I get in the car & am driving home, I hit call on his number & it rings & rings & rings. It goes to his message bank… I expect to hear something like “Hi you’ve reached T**y, leave a message” but there is his cute voice saying a completely different name. What the actual fuck… I knew it!
When I get a message from him later which is just ???, I guess sort of asking why I called, I just say he told me to call. I sit there for ages wondering about what to do, at midday I ask if he’s coming at 2:00 pm because he hasn’t said anything, he says yes & I ask if he needs my address being he followed me here, he then asks is 4:00 pm is ok. I say it is.
When it gets the better of me, I stalk, I know I said I don’t stalk but I think you’ll all agree this warrants a stalk, I type in his voice mail name & the first person to pop up as a suggestion on Facebook is him. He is sitting on a vintage couch outside in dressed up clothes, seemingly at a wedding or a 21st type setting, there is a chick next to him leaning on him, her head on his shoulder, her legs are crossed & his arm is draped over her legs, they have big smiles on their faces & both are holding a beer bottle… FUCK. I scroll down his profile a little bit when it hits me “In a relationship with **** *****” Double Fuck. This is why I don’t fucking stalk…
Now I have 2 options, to ditch the dickhead & just move on with my life… But as you all know, this is not what I do, he’s knocking on my door when I realise that he’s not who he says he is so I now have a choice, do I say something the second he walks in or do I wait & see what if he is honest & tells me his real name? I mean he now must know that I know his name is not what he says it is, he can’t be that stupid?! Surely?! I decide quickly to see what happens, I won’t mention it & see how long it takes him to say something… Surely he won’t take long to bring it up.
We go outside with a beer & he has a smoke, we sit outside chatting so easily that I honestly forget that his name isn’t what he’s told me… How can that so easily slip my mind. Am I so starved for male adult conversation that I am willing to overlook this? When he asks me to go to my room, I oblige, we’re kissing & undressing… It’s like I’ve forgotten what a relationship is like, hanging out with someone, having their undivided attention, we’re on the bed kissing & touching each other all over, when I move down his body to take his cock in my mouth & suddenly it hits me… Not only has this man lied about his real name, but he’s got a girlfriend that he’s publicly acknowledged on Facebook. I have him in the most vulnerable position a man can be in, he’s naked with his cock in my mouth & I question him between sucks what is his real name, a cruel game but something has come over me, I must know & I know he won’t tell me the truth, which he doesn’t. He tells me that it’s T**y. I say no it’s not & suck his cock once more, he then tells me the other name (which I forget what it is) of his other fake account & again I do the same, I suck his dick & stroke it telling him it’s not right. He sits up a bit & assures me that it is, I tell him that it’s not & as he moans, loving what I’m doing but hating what I am saying, he doesn’t say anymore… I stroke his cock as I look him in the eye from nowhere I realise what is happening here & so I ask him “So does **** (Insert girlfriends name) suck your cock like I do, **** (insert his voicemail name)?”