Several months had passed since I last saw Ray, a middle-aged fellow who enjoyed the company of younger guys, when I ran into him in town one day. We had a bit of history between us, particularly since I had almost been caught in his bed by some friends late one Saturday night, and we always shared a smile at this memory when we met. We exchanged pleasantries and had a quiet laugh over the not-too-serious fallout from our past predicament. His reputation for being an available source of oral sex for young guys was unaffected, and although I found myself coming out to a few friends sooner than planned and providing a couple of blowjobs to keep things somewhat quiet, the potential 100-year storm never materialized, and our town had moved on.
After a few minutes, Ray said that he was running late for an appointment and had to leave but asked if would be interested in meeting up on Saturday evening in a town about 2 hours away. He said that he had business there Monday and Tuesday and was planning to arrive Sunday afternoon thereby allowing him time for a little of his usual 'fun' Sunday night. Seeing me now inspired him to ask me to join him and if I agreed he would plan to go a day early so that we could have both Saturday night and Sunday together. He added that it could be a nice experience not having to worry about being bothered by local friends barging in and we would be able to really relax. I told him that I would think it over and get back to him the next day, one way or the other. We shook hands and went our separate ways.
I didn't have any plans for the weekend so it would have been easy enough to agree to Ray's offer on the spot, but I didn't want to appear too eager. If I learned anything about accepting invitations in my life so far, it was to never be too hasty in a decision since reflection and second thoughts may steer you away from an obvious choice. I knew that I would enjoy seeing Ray privately and the idea of having sex with him again was exciting. I could feel a stirring in my loins just thinking about his cock sliding down my throat and the firm grasp of his anus as it wrapped around my dick. I didn't know what 'usual fun' Ray have been thinking about when he made that statement, but I could certainly imagine that it involved sex and it would take all my willpower not to call too soon.
When I did speak to Ray, he seemed very pleased that I agreed to meet him and said that he would do his best to make it pleasurable. I told him that I was looking forward to it and agreed to meet him at his borrowed cottage around 6:00pm Saturday so the stage was set.
I arrived a bit later than I anticipated, about 6:30pm, but Ray was happy that I simply hadn't changed my mind. "My dear boy, you had me worried. I'm glad that you're here," he said enthusiastically while giving me a hug.
"Me too. The ride took longer than I thought plus I started out a bit later than I planned," I confided.
I put my backpack on the floor by the closet and went to the bathroom for a quick pee and to wash my hands and face. When I came out I found that he had gotten a couple of beers and we took a few minutes to sit on the sofa and catch up. I asked what he had been doing and he told me that things had been quiet although he had seen some of the guys over the past weekend when they came by for a visit. Ray's idea of a visit was having someone stop by for oral sex and, occasionally, fellows like me will hang around for an hour or two, chatting and sharing a beer with him. The latter was more of a rarity because most young men wanted a quick release without much conversation. The story went: if you want conversation take a girl on a date; if you want good head, go see Ray. Unfortunately for Ray, this was a lonely existence and he relished having someone to talk to. When I had gone to bed with him a while back, he told me that it was the first time in almost a year that he had someone to kiss and fuck him. It was a memorable night for him.
As we were having our beer, there was a knock on the door. I was a bit surprised but Ray took it in stride although I could tell that he was not happy about the interruption. "Sorry about this but it seems that someone noticed my car," he said jokingly.
As he opened the door to see who was there, he commented, "Matt, I told you that I was arriving Sunday afternoon. You're a day early and I'm busy."
"Yeah, sorry Ray but I saw your car and I'm a little horny so I hoped that you could help me out," the fellow responded with a laugh.
Turning away from the door, Ray said, "Adam, would you mind if I took a minute to help someone in need? I can't say that he's desperate, but it seems that he could use some attention."
I grinned since I knew the circumstances and also knew how my friends and I would interrupt other people on occasion when the hormones were raging. "It's not a problem Ray, I'll take a quick shower," I replied.
"Thanks, Adam. We'll go in the bedroom and it will only be a few minutes I'm guessing," Ray said as he opened the door fully for his guest.
"Thanks, guy. Ray could have finished with you first, I don't mind waiting," said Matt.
"That's okay, it's not a problem. I'll take a shower so you guys can have a little privacy," I responded.
Matt now seemed to make the connection that I wasn't a typical 'visitor' and looked at me with a curious expression as he thanked me. I took my beer and headed into the bathroom to rinse off while Ray and Matt went into the bedroom and closed the door behind them. I knew what was happening and I smiled at the irony. I was told that I would not have to worry about being bothered by friends stopping by and within the first half hour he has company at the door.
I heard the door close as I finished my shower so I toweled dry and joined Ray in the living room. "Sorry about that, Adam," he said, "I was not expecting company today. Thanks for understanding."
"It happens," I replied. "Is he one of your regulars?" I queried.
"Yeah. Matt's a nice guy and I've known him for over a year, I think," said Ray. "He would come by when he notices my car and sometimes he just has a beer with me. Other times, like today, he enjoys relieving some tension and I have a hard time saying no.
"C'mon, throw on some clothes and let's get dinner. I'm starving," said Ray.
We went to a nearby pub and had a very pleasant dinner of burgers and fries with a couple of glasses of wine to wash it down. Ray told me how he has been coming here on business every month for a couple of years, having an arrangement to use this cottage each time. He made friends with a couple of guys in one of the local bars and, like where we presently live, he has people stop by to see him when he is in town. Most times he enjoys the company, not to mention providing oral sex to the boys, but it's getting to the point where he doesn't have much time to just hang out without having visitors. I laughed and told him that he was just too good at what he does. He appreciated the joke and laughed along with me.
After dinner and a drink at the bar, we went back to the cottage. Ray said that he would really like to have an early night and asked how I felt about just spending some time in bed. This sounded wonderful to me and I told him as much. Ray smiled broadly and said to make myself comfortable while he took a quick shower.
As the water ran in the bathroom, I stripped down and stretched out in bed, rubbing my dick that was already getting hard in anticipation. Almost immediately there was a knock at the door. I cursed but since Ray was in the shower I felt compelled to answer it if for no other reason than to tell whoever was there to go away.