New York
John had looked at the pictures in his drawer every night and the more he saw them the more he wanted to see Justin. Justin Taylor was the type of man that was meant for him. He was a talented artist and he was good looking. Each time he saw the pictures of him and Justin at his party he lost a little ground and begun to think of him as an old friend. The evidence was obvious; he just had to look at the pictures. A picture was worth a thousand words and he had at least a hundred pictures that attested to Justin's attraction to him.
He didn't know how to get Justin to meet him, especially since Justin didn't even live in New York. He'd read his bio from the art exhibit at least twenty times since that night a few weeks ago.
Justin Taylor is a highly talented young man. He attended the Pittsburgh Institute of Fine Arts. He first exhibited when he was in high school where his work was shown at a young artist's collection. From there he showed at many student exhibits and in his senior year was written up in the Art Forum for his innovative work. He has exhibited in New York at Apex, Tamarind and in Pittsburgh at the Sidney Bloom Gallery and Space, one of the newest galleries in the City. His work can also be seen in the comic book Rage which he co-created and has illustrated since its inception. He currently lives in Pittsburgh.
The more he read it the more he thought he knew Justin Taylor, making up an elaborate history based on the sketchy bio the show had provided. He needed more and wanted to fill in the blanks. He was a product of his generation and was very familiar with the Internet and used it to track down more information about Justin, learning that he attended St. James Academy. He found the St. James yearbook online and read all he could about Justin Taylor, what clubs he was in, accomplishments etc. He was impressed that he started a Gay/Lesbian alliance while in high school and thought he would have loved to have one of those in his high school when he was a teen.
He saw a picture of him and a young African American Girl in the yearbook and discovered her name was Daphne Chanders. He did a search on Daphne and found she was a local therapist in Pittsburgh. From there he located her office and phone number. Lucky for him, therapists were listed in the yellow pages and were allowed to advertise. He located a map of Pittsburgh and found where her office was and researched hotels near the area. Booking himself a hotel for the following week, he was satisfied with his search for the evening. He was going to go down to Pittsburgh in two weeks and hope that he could find more about Justin Taylor. He needed to convince him to meet him. Taking out one of the many pictures of him and Justin, he laid it on his desk as he masturbated to the scene.
Two Weeks later
John hadn't told Peter or any of his friends about his visit to Pittsburgh, something in his head told him they wouldn't understand. With each passing day, he knew he had to see and meet Justin Taylor again. If he couldn't get close to Justin, he would have to try some other measures to meet the man.
He told his boss that he had some family business to take care of and would be gone about a week. In his mind, Justin was already family and this wasn't a lie.) The night before he left he had difficulty sleeping; he was so excited about meeting Justin and catching up on old times. In the morning, he rented his car and made good time to Pittsburgh, checking in at the Marriott close to Daphne's office. He'd brought several copies of the photos with him hoping to share them with Justin. He staked out her office building from the Starbucks across the street. It was late October and the weather was mild, no cold winds yet. He sat at the outdoor table in the afternoon since it afforded a better view of the building. About 4:30 he thought he spied Justin entering the building. He couldn't believe his luck and thought to himself that his trip was definitely meant to be. Justin stayed in the building for a long time but eventually, he came out and John watched as he walked toward the parking garage. John didn't care too much about cars; living in New York, a car was rarely used unless you were leaving the area. John had parked his car on the street, thankful that Pittsburgh had more places to keep cars than New York. Quickly walking to his car, he waited for Justin to leave the garage, hoping that he could see into the window of a car and recognize the man. His luck continued and a few minutes later, Justin left the garage.
Following Justin home, he noted the address and decided that he shouldn't sit in his car to watch the house since it was a very quiet residential street. He took a picture of the house, thinking of him and Justin living in the large home. After several days of watching them, he followed Justin home again and was appalled to see the same brunette that had been at the show in New York drive up to Justin's home. Justin was outside sketching as the day was unseasonably warm and greeted the man with a toe-curling kiss. He lifted Justin's shirt up slightly and placed his hand underneath the hem. Justin laughed and giggled and he recognized that bright brilliant smile he gave the man. After the two men broke apart the tall man slapped Justin's butt and they joined hands and went inside.
John was furious. Justin was with another man. How could he cheat on me? He felt his heart race at the thought of Justin with another man. His breath came in short bursts and he felt warm all over. He needed to get Justin's attention, reminding him they were together. Laying out all the pictures on his table in the hotel that night, he copied 5 of them and put them in an envelope with a short note. Satisfied that this would bring Justin to his senses he decided to grab a drink at the bar and relax in the hot tub for a while. Mailing the pictures and his evening activities relaxed him sufficiently to sleep that evening.
It was Friday morning and Peter had been there all week, without any success in talking to Justin. Today he decided he needed to increase his efforts and started his day at Justin's home. He was surprised when his friend Daphne drove up in her car at about 10:00 in the morning. He watched as the two of them got in the car a few minutes later. Following them in his car, he realized they were going to the mall. Parking his car in the lot a few rows from them, he watched as they headed toward the entrance. He entered the mall and followed them throughout the day, but neither of them appeared to take notice of the stranger. After watching them all day and listening to the conversation at lunch, he knew that Justin and that man were a couple.
I have to get his attention. Maybe if I asked for money it would get his attention and I could talk some sense into Justin. I just needed to get Justin to spend time with me and then he would realize we're a perfect couple; John and Justin. We've been together once; I have the pictures to prove it. I need Justin to see the pictures, show him the truth. Maybe I should mail them to his partner and his partner would leave. Then we'd have a chance at being ‘the perfect couple.' He felt a calm come over him now that he had a plan. It made perfect sense that Justin would meet him and they'd be together. He sent more pictures and another note.