Date: Fri, 26 Oct 2007 14:08:17 -0400 (EDT)
From: lenrbnsn@yahoo.ca
Subject: Old Stalker 5

Old Stalker (5)

By Parkstranger

The same old applies ... if you are underage in your location; please
leave, as it is important to keep things legal folks.

Also, these are letters and words on paper. My words, my story, yes, but
just letters, words, sentences and paragraphs. I don't much care if you
want to rip it off and claim it as your own go ahead. However, I can't
speak for Nifty. If you like my little story, drop me a line and I thank
you for that.

Exert Part 4

As the two old hobos were leaving old Buster leaned down to my prone form,
lying there, totally fucked, and ran his hands up my legs and over my bum
and said, "Thanks boy, you are one hell of a fuck and I sure hope we see
you here again real soon."

Yes, I know I've become terrible a little cum slut. What am I gonna do?
What should I do? You yes you reader, what should I do now? Go ahead, tell
me.

I owe this chapter to T.S. -- you know who you are and I thank T for his
idea and inspiration.

Part 5 -- The Interactive Stalker (The setup)

Oh boy did I need another little rest before getting up and getting out of
here -- if I could find my way out because this place is just a maze of
trails and bush. I've lost track of where I came in and how to get back
out. But, right now I just needed to get rested again cause I got fucked
pretty hard by those two hobos.

So, I gathered up my shorts and shirt and still naked walked a few yards up
a little hill and down into a totally covered up by spruce limbs spot I
found that looked like nobody had even been there. But it was obvious there
had been because there was a blanket rolled up under the tree. I looked
around some and stood real still and listened and couldn't hear nothing so
I unrolled the blanket and was a little surprised how clean it was. It was
one of those nice kind of furry ones you only can get at the northern
stores I guess meant for like trappers and hunter guys.

Anyway I lay down, took the blanket and wrapped it all around me a fell
asleep right away. I had a nice little sleep. When I woke up again, I was
still okay and all along in the forest. So I got up still naked, and
thought to myself which way is out of here now?

Have you ever had the feeling someone was watching you? Have you ever felt
like someone's eyes were watching you everywhere you went? I couldn't see
anybody anywhere but it felt like someone was there. I feel like someone is
following me. I feel someone behind me. I turn and look but can't see
anybody but I know someone is there. Oh golly, I'm still naked and I wonder
if it is more hobos or something? Or could it be another stranger stalking
me? Oh I don't know who you are -- who are you? You the guy reading now --
who are you? Do you have good thoughts in mind or are you lurking, waiting
to get me where you want me, someplace dark, someplace scary? Are you
older, or are you a younger guy? I can't see your face but I know you're
there. I can feel you -- I can feel you there following me. I keep turning
and looking but I can't see your face. I know your there I seen your body
but I can't see your face. So I stopped, standing naked in the middle of
the forest and said, "Whose there? Who is following me?" I hear your voice
say, (Yes your voice -- you reader no your not at your computer you somehow
found my park, my forest) it is you and now you are my new stalker. Oh
golly, how did you find me? How did you get into my story and how did you
find my park? Is it just you or is that someone I see behind you following
you?

I run quick and dart behind some big ole spruce trees. I quickly put my
shorts on cause I don't want you to catch me naked -- not again. Just as I
straighten up your there, right in front of me. I turn the other way but
you grab me from behind and pull me back into you. You wrap your arms
around me tight and I know I can't get away cause you're so much bigger
than me, so much stronger. So I just relax back into you and let you hold
me. I asked you, "How did you know I was here? How did you know there was a
boy in the bush?" You said, "I've been watching you ever since I saw you
eating ice cream with Old Stalker." I watched you with Stalker in the
toilet that first day and I seen you with the old pervert and the grey
haired grandpa this morning. I saw Stalker have his way with you again and
I seen the hobos ravish you just a while ago." And you said to me, "I know
something else I bet you don't know." What? "I know that Old Stalker told
those hobos exactly where you where and he sent them to you." "Then I
watched you sleep." And now it's my turn and I know you want more because
you didn't go home when you had the chance."

I was feeling bad cause I didn't think Stalker would do that to me but
then, well I guess he probably would I guess, I mean he is after all a boy
stalker -- right? And, after all I liked doing sex with men didn't I? But
now my new dilemma is what are you going to do and are you alone? Or is
someone with you? If so, how many are with you and who are you? You look
kind of familiar are you from my school? You're pretty well dressed but I
can't quite make out your face cause even though it daytime its pretty dark
way out here in the bush. How do I get out of here? I'm lost. I'm lost but
I'm not alone am I? Cause you are here and maybe someone else too but they
haven't showed themselves. I have one question mister:

"Are you going to fuck me too?" What are you going to do to me? Well reader
- what are you going to do? Is Stalker coming back? What about brother
grandpa? Or the hobos? So many questions

The Interactive fuck story -- stay tuned and we'll see where you readers
are going to take Old Stalkers, boy in the bush.

Thanks again T.S. Hope it lived up to your expectations!

Parkstranger
lenrbnsn@yahoo.ca