The day of my six week study and work experience arrived. Ricky accompanied me to Edinburgh Waverley railway station to see me off.
The last couple of days had been awkward between us and I was unsure what would transpire after I returned.
The guards were not allowing non-passengers near the train now, so our goodbyes were said at the busy gate.
"You can come back at weekends, Ryan." Ricky stated desperately.
"Hell of an expense though." I was keeping my answers short and to the point.
"I can afford it." Ricky said.
"So, I'd just be your travelling whore then? I sneered.
"No, I didn't mean it like that." His eyes looked afraid.
"So what did you mean, Ricky? Because I'm losing our connection here. Make me want to come back for weekends."
It was the most I had said to him in three days and was heartfelt.
"All I meant was, I love you and want to see you as much as possible. I hate being parted from you."
Ricky sounded genuine and I felt a little guilty for the hard time I'd given him.
We parted after a long hug and muted kiss as the guards urged me through the gate to my carriage. I had a single seat booked as I didn't want to hear anybody's life story.
I looked at my phone. I had been in contact with Rolf several times since that night together and he showed no signs of regret.
He had sent me a few pictures to drool over, until I tried the real thing again. I hadn't yet reciprocated.
I actually slept most of the way up to Aberdeen and had a quick burger as soon as I arrived. I then had to get a bus the remaining 22 miles to Torphins, west of Aberdeen. It was late afternoon before I reached the small village.
I phoned Ricky to tell him I'd arrived but that I was in the back of beyond. I told him that the phone signal at the farm was poor, or so I'd been told, so not to expect me to call every night. I could sense his disappointment but I was almost past caring.
The owner of the estate where I would be working and staying, paid me the honour of picking me up in the village square. He was an elegant man, in his late 50's, who introduced himself as Lachlan. Lachlan was tall, with greying sideburns and a moustache, that looked pinched from Freddie Mercury. He was quite slender but it was hard to tell what was inside his tweed jacket. He had a cheeky twinkle in his blue eyes and I guessed he got his fair share, whatever his persuasion.
Maybe in other circumstances I'd have fancied him but my feelings were frazzled at the time and it wasn't until I felt an 'accidental' touch on my inner leg whilst he drove that I kind of came to my senses.
"Oh, sorry. Was going for the gear stick there. Nearly found another sort." He laughed but it was clear he was testing me out.
"Looks like the only accommodation we have for you is shared with one of the farm hands, Euan. Unless we can make other arrangements."
Was I so obviously gay that he fancied his chances? I kept quiet trying to make sense of things.
"My old friend, Crawford, at the zoo, recommended you to this posting. He said you were most talented."
So that was it, Lachlan and Crawford were buddies and he had been told about that time in the zoo surgery. If I showed any eagerness, I could be upgraded to Lachlan's bed.
Lachlan pulled into a lay-by and sat looking at me intently.
I didn't know what to say and was glad when he spoke first.
"Ryan, let's not beat about the bush. We are both single gay guys. I'm younger than Crawford and you fucked him.How about we get to know each other better?"
"Lachlan, I'm flattered, I really am. You are a handsome man but I am not single, as such." I surprised myseld with my words.
"What? You're not married though."
"No but I am engaged to a guy called Ricky." My honesty astounded me.
"I won't tell if you won't." Lachlan said seductively.
The bulge in his trousers was noticeable and I was turned on, which he quickly tuned into.
"You know you want to....." and he slowly pulled down the zip on his trousers.
I put my hand in and fished out his smooth cock, 7 inches long but with a girth that would fill my mouth.
Lachlan looked triumphant as I started to pull his cut cock.
"You want to suck it, don't you?"
I nodded meekly, my mouth clearly watering at the thought of sucking, what was still, a stranger's cock in a roadside stop.
"That's it Ryan, suck me dry."
It wasn't the most comfortable blow job I've ever given, the girth saw to that and I resolved he wasn't going to fuck my ass with it either. However, my efforts were rewarded after a short time, when he erupted his load into me. Two big spurts and a dribble at the end.
Lachlan wore a broad smile.
"Thank you Ryan, I think we could maybe manage an upgrade for you."
"Thanks all the same but I'll stick in my appointed room."
Lachlan looked surprised and hurt.
"No disrespect Lachlan but I suck cock because I want to, not out of obligation."
"I'm sorry Ryan, it wasn't meant to come across like that."
"No worries. I sucked you because I felt horny and I wanted to."
I gave him a lettle peck on the cheek as he zipped up and we then drove the short distance to the estate farm.
We were met at the door by Stevenson, the butler and Lachlan told him to show me my quarters. He led me through the sone-floored kitchen and out the back door into a courtyard that on the face of it was surrounded by stables but on closer inspection it became cleat that they were being renovated and turned into bedrooms.
He knocked on the door of one to the side and soon a lock was pulled aside and a guy in his mid-twenties appeared.
I was immediately struck by his looks. He had short black hair, hazel eyes and a strong chiselled face. It was evident he had muscles but not over the top. He had come to the door topless and his abs were clearly defined under a mat of hair. God he looked hot.
"Euan, this is your new roommate for a few weeks. Show Ryan where everything is, there's a good chap." Stevenson sounded like something from Victorian times.
