This is coming back to a story I never really finished. So I have decided to come back to it.
This is a fictional tale of the hottest man on one of those cam sites. From rhe first time I saw him, I was in instant lust. But after some chats with him, I found he was a really nuce guy. But I still want him. If I could marry him, I would.
This tale of fiction is a "What If" I did hook up with this God like creature.
Enjoy. I know I will.....
The "S" Man (Part 5)
.... My time with "S" had come to a close. And rather than tell me he wanted to be with me, he told me to have a nice trip home. I mean I knew I had come there for fun. And I knew there was no promise of anything more than that. It was not what happened with me. I fell for him. My "S", my Scott (his real name). "I will call you" he said to me
It made me feel better, for a bit. But I feared instantly that my time with Scott was just sex for him. Even though I believed it when he told me he loved me.
"Okay baby" I said. "Promise?"
He nodded as he hugged me. Then I was in a plane headed back home. I waited for his call. And when I didn't get it after I landed, I called him. Getting nothing more than a voice mail.
"I am not here." It said "You know the drill"
So I did leave a message. And after no call back after a few hours. I called again, leaving another message. And over the next few days I tried to call Scott over and over. And still no return call. And it was then I decided that he had had his fun. He used me for sex and then wanted nothing to do with me. So I was saddened as I really had fallen for him. My mr "S".
"Sucks." I huffed "I thought he liked me"
I became depressed as I did like him. I mean alot. I feared that I had fallen deep with him. And now as he had left me and forgotten me so quickly after having fun with me. Anger, sadness and all the emotions in between filled me each and every day. 'I really thought he liked me' I kept saying to myself. Then after a few teary nights to aleep, I told myself that these feelings were stupid and foolish.
"Should have realized he didn't really care" I huffed "I mean he ia simply gorgeous" "And I am just plain old me"
I then decided that my silly almost school girl like infatuation with him was stupid as well. Like the silly dorky girl thinking she could get the jock of jocks at school. "What a silly fool I was" I finally said
It took some months actually to move on from Scott. But I did. Or at least I thought I did. As for a while after I thought I hated him. Then deleteing his number from my phone. Deleting his stuff from my computer. He saved messages and images he had sent me. I even deleted his profile from the sight I met him on. And yhe final closure of Mr 'S' was closing out my chat account entirely.
"Fucking asshole" I said wirh a grumble "You fucking used me" "Broke my heart and used me"
And I tried to move on. But I decided not to date or even think of anyone for even sex. I was still feeling way to vulnerable. And as the pain began to subside, thats when I recieved an email from him. At least I later found it was him. I was looking at email one day. Just going through it as lately I hadn't checked it much. Found now need for it. I saw the email in the spam folder so I was almost sure it was just junk. And from someone named Scott. And since I had all but forgotten my guys real name I didn't even open it. And there were several over a few months time. But I just kept deleting the 'spam' in there as just what I assumed it was. Spam.
"Too much spam mail from this source" I said
Then after near a month of cleaning out the spam folder with all these emails, they stopped. Sort of. I then saw one from this source again. The title said 'its me 'S'. My eyes locked onto that title. This 'spam' mail that was in the hunk folder. I gasped as I just realised the name and the Scott email address were linked to him.
"Out Myy God!" I shouted "Can it be"
So I opened the email. Against everything I thought about junk mail, I opened it. And then I read it. It was Scott. My hunky S'. He was sending me a message. I felt my heart begin to beat harder. It was Scott. But why now? Why wait so long to do so? And why not just call me? I began to think this was a joke. That someone had broken into my emails and was sending me some shit mail. Just to lure me into something bad. But I sat there and read the message
"Hey baby" it started "Its me Scott. 'S'" "I have been trying to find you for months" "Please answer" "What happened. Are you okay?" "Please answer if you are still there"
I read his message several times. Looking atvthe words. Trying to figure why, and what was he doing on a diffrent email address. I didn't remember his old one because I deleted it. But I was sure this one was not it. But I had finished the message
"Phone stolen. Please call me at my knew #" it had continued. Before ending with "I miss you. And i love you".
Again I gasped at the ending to his message. Then I looked back at the piece where his phone was stolen. I stared at it intently. Was this why he deopped off so abruptly?. Why he didn't answer me? I just didn't know. All I knew was all those old feelings began to rush back in.
"Out God, Scott" I huffed "Is it really you"
It took me several days to actually do something about it. And with the date on the email itself. That was near 2 weeks time before I finally broke down and dialed the new number he had given me. I was filled with emmence trepidation. Not believing it, then thinking about it. Over and over again I tossed the thoughts of this message around in my head. But I finally dialed the number. Ready to quickly hang up if it was some ruze by some asshole.
"Fuck. Breath" I said to myself "Its probably not him" "Just some joker"
The phone rang several times. No answer. Then after a 6th ring, it went to a voice mail box. And I sat there listening to the message left for callers.
"Hey its me Scott" came the voice "Please leave a message and I will get back to you"
My mouth fell agape at the sounds of his voice. It was him. It was my 'S'. I did hamg up the phone as a flood of emotion hit me. Then I started to cry.........
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