Dan and Ben at Sixty-two is the fourth series of stories about Dan Morse and Ben Schermer and the characters who are part of their lives. The previous series are: Reunion of Forty-Eight, Dan and Ben at Fifty-Five, and Dan and Ben at Sixty, all available on Nifty. If reading series four leaves you with the sense that you are missing some pieces from their earlier lives, I would suggest you go back to the previous series. As always, I am very grateful for your readership and welcome any feedback.
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Ezra Randle
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Dan and Ben at Sixty-Two--Chapter Two By Ezra Randle
"What happened to him?" Gary asked.
"He transferred to another department shortly after that. So I rarely saw him. He left the company a year later. Got a job with the university in the bursar's office. Haven't seen him since. When I see you two together, living day after day, sharing a meal like this, my heart is so overwhelmed. I could have had that with the love of my life. But I chose not to. I had to turn him down."
Gary pulled his phone from his pocket. "You've heard of the internet, Ray?" Gary joked.
"Yes. Of course. I could have tried to reconnect. Maybe he even lives in the same place."
"What's his name?" Gary asked.
"Jack Reynolds."
"Jack as in John?"
"No. His full first name was Jackson. I remember because there was another John Reynolds at CUNA and they'd sometimes confuse the two."
Gary picked up his plate of stew and his water. "Be right back. I'm going down stairs to use my computer."
"What if he finds him? What am I supposed to do after all these years?"
Ben smiled. "You don't have to do anything. Or you could just try to meet and talk about the past. Tell him how much he used to mean to you. Maybe he's completely changed. Isn't interested in the slightest. Maybe he's happily partnered. I'm guessing from what you said, he's gay, so he wouldn't be with a woman."
"Yeah. He told me he'd never consider a woman."
"Who else have you told?"
"Nobody. One time about five years after Jack left CUNA, I was feeling very depressed. Sometimes I'd drive by his home. Hoping he'd come out and want to talk to me. I saw him with another man and drove off. Celeste asked me what was wrong. But I could never bear to tell her."
"I understand. But it's hard to keep it inside you. I'm surprised you told us, to be honest."
"I trust you. And Gary, too. I've no reason to I suppose, but I do. I guess have a secret on you two as well. So, one sense, we're in bed with each other."
"That's true. But I'm out of the closet to anyone who asks at this point. I don't advertise it. But I'm not in denial. My kids certainly have not taken it as I hoped. So, it's difficult."
"Did Maureen leave you because of it?"
"No. That was something different. We just fell out of love."
"Did Ellie know? Were you seeing Gary then?"
"She went to her grave without knowing. I wasn't seeing Gary then. Someone else I'm still friends with."
"Your friend, Dan?"
"Very good, Ray. You could be a detective."
"And is that over with you two?"
"Yes and no. He's got a partner. But we're still friends. Close friends. Which is why he sometimes visits. And why I introduced him to you. So you'd know when he drops by occasionally."
"He hasn't been by for a long time. Seems like a year."
"Right. Lately we've just had lunch when we see each other."
Gary reemerged from the basement. "What did you find out?" Ben asked.
"It wasn't too difficult. I narrowed it down pretty quickly. Jackson Reynolds would be seventy-one. Does that sound right, Ray?"
"Yes, he was five years younger than I am."
Gary laughed. "Ray, you look great for being seventy-six. Congratulations."
"What else?" Ray asked.
"The address is along a stretch of Meadow Lane Heights. Which is a condo development not too far from West Towne."
"He lived a few miles from there."
"Seems like he's retired. No criminal record. No record of him being married. I have a couple of phone numbers. One's probably an old land line. The other likely his current cell number. I found a picture. Looks more like seventy in it than forty which is when you knew him."
Gary showed Ray and Ben the photo. "Does that look like him, Ray?"
"Pretty much, though much older in every respect. So I can't say for sure, but eighty percent it's him."
Gary looked at them, pleased with himself. "I don't know about you, Ray, but I'm dying to call him up."
"What would I say to him? I can't even fathom it."
"I'll do the talking. You just listen."
Gary dialed the number he thought was a cell phone and put the phone on speaker. After two rings, a thin voice answered with a hello.
"Hi, is this Jack Reynolds?" Gary asked.
"What is this about?"
"My name is Gary, and my next door neighbor might be an old friend of yours, if I've got the right Jack Reynolds. His name is Ray Desmond. That ring a bell."
There was a considerable pause before the man said, "Could be. Give me some more details."
"You two worked together at CUNA and were friends. He's just looking to meet up and reacquaint. Hoping the Jack Reynolds he knew is still alive."
The voice laughed a bit. "You can tell him I'm alive."
"He asked me to make contact. He was feeling a bit unsure of himself. He'd like to meet you if that's possible. I'm sure you need to think it over. You have my number. Give me a call back if you think that's a possibility."
"I would like to think it over. It's a bit of a shock to hear he'd like to meet. I'll give you a call back, one way or the other."
"That would be very nice. Thanks."
The man hung up without a goodbye.
Ray shook his head. "Jesus. Just like that. Doesn't mean he'll call back or want to meet. But now he knows I'm alive and want to see him."
"Nice work, Gary. Very thoughtful on the phone with him. I'm thinking when he calls back and wants to meet, you and I should do it. Not Ray," Ben said.
"Would you do that?" Ray said.
"Be happy to," Ben said. "And I'm one hundred percent sure he's going to want to do that when he calls back."
"How do you know?"
"Because even if half of what you said is true, he's thought about you, too."
Ray sat in silence as Ben put the dinner food into containers, including two smaller portions for lunch. Gary cleaned the dishes and loaded the dish washer, then scrubbed the slow cooker and the rice pot. Ray started smiling, "Two men doing a woman's work. I'm not sure I could handle living with a man if I had to do this."
Gary turned his face. "You'd have to step up, Ray. Living together is not just great sex whenever you want it."
"At least you get it when you want it. I haven't had sex with Celeste for a long time."
"What happened?" Ben said.
"We weren't doing it much before I met Jack. Then nothing during. Afterward, I think it was just one time. She didn't like it anymore. She told me she hoped I wasn't going to find it elsewhere, but she was done with it. And I never did look much. Went to a gay bar twice hoping somebody like Jack would pick me up and take me home. But it never happened. My right hand has been my lover for decades."
Just as Gary was wiping the counters down, his phone rang. He put it on speaker and said hello.
"This is Jack Reynolds. Tell Ray I'd like to meet him. But I'm not sure how."
"Ray would like it if my partner and I met you first. He thinks it would be easier all the way around. After all this time."
"That would be fine. I'd like to do it sooner rather than later."
"How about tomorrow?"
"That works."
"We both work. Ray's retired as you might imagine. How about seven tomorrow."
"That's fine."
"There's a club called Terry's Horn. A few blocks from the capitol square. How about that?"
"I know the place very well.
"Great. Do me a favor, Jack. Give me a call if you decide to back out. I'd understand."
"Will do. But I'm not the type of guy to do that sort of thing. I'll be sitting at the bar talking with Terry."
Ray started laughing. "Dang, what's going on here? What the hell am I doing?"
Gary said, "Ray, Ben and I are going. It's up to you to go through with this if Jack wants to."
A man who looked like the internet photo of Jack Reynolds was sitting at the bar talking to the owner, Terry Bennett, when Ben and Gary walked in. He nodded to them and waited until Ben ordered two beers and retreated to a table in the back where Gary was seated. A few minutes later, Jack took a seat at their table. He was a few inches shorter than they were and had a much slimmer build than Ray. His hair was thinner than the picture, but he had a jovial face outlined by a short gray beard. They shook hands, and Gary took the lead. "I'm the one who called you, Jack. Forgive us if we were out of line. But you seem like you've come very willingly."
"O, yeah, you've definitely captured my curiosity. What can you tell me about Ray? I wondered about him quite often over the years."
"He's been my next door neighbor ever since I moved into my house over thirty years ago. He's doing quite well health wise. He takes care of himself. Says he weighs the same as he did when he would have met you," Ben said.
"Good for him. He's probably enjoying retirement like I am."
"He worked at CUNA until he was sixty-five. He's got a nice pension and has made good investments."
"Still married to Celeste?"
"Yup. His kids have grown and are moved away. He spends a lot of time by himself."
Jack moved in closer to the men. "How did he know how to reach me?"
"I did an internet search. Wasn't hard. Though Ray was pretty nervous," Gary said.
Jack laughed. "Even though he didn't have to do a damn thing?"
Ben joined him in the joke. "He told us his story. That took some nerve."
Jack nodded. "Yeah. That would. What does he want?"
"Mostly just to meet with you again. To talk about the old times."
"Seems innocent enough. It's a bit tricky for me. I live with my partner who's in declining health. I never have privacy at home at this point. So, I can't invite Ray over which would be the most desirable thing. Is he OK meeting at a place like this?"
"I think he would prefer something a bit more private. I have a suggestion. I haven't even mentioned it to Ray yet, though I'm sure he'd agree. The two of us work all week. So, meeting at our place would work. Ray is comfortable there. How would you like that?"
Jack looked at Ben more closely. "You look very familiar, Ben. I've seen you here. The night Frannie Foncuso sang and the crowd joined her in some Irving Berlin songs. You kind of led the whole thing. Do I have the right guy?"
Ben laughed. "That was me. It was a fun night."
"I'll say. People who were there still talk about that night as one of the great ones. I was singing right along with you."
"You know the music?"
"Probably not as well as you do. But I love the songs." Jack laughed again. " `My Buddy' was her closing number. We were all crying when she was through. I thought about Ray that night. For the first time in a while. He's been in my mind ever since. So, to answer your question, I'm totally open to seeing Ray at your place. And I know exactly where it is. I used to drive by Ray's house in the years after we split up. I'll bet it's the brown one with the brick face."
"That's the one."
They talked a bit longer but then Jack said he had to get going. They shook hands and Jack waved to Terry. He walked out the back door, like he knew the place quite well. On their way out, Terry called out, "That singer you liked so well, Frannie, she'll be back next month. Hope to see you. And bring your singing voice. She asked for you specifically."
Ben walked over to the bar and shook Terry's hand. "Did she really say that?"
"You missed her the last time she was here. And she asked about you. Even recalled your first name. Ben, right?"
They laughed. "I'll make a point of coming. Thanks, Terry. This is my partner, Gary. He likes the old songs, too."
Ray was both thrilled and intimidated by their meeting with Jack. He called Jack himself this time, and they agreed to meet at Ben's house in two days, on a Thursday. Ben and Gary were at work when they met, but when Ben returned home at five, he saw a Chevy Taurus, recent vintage, parked on the street in front of the house. He entered the house without making much noise, slipped off his shoes, and peeked into the living room. Jack and Ray were sitting on the sofa together, stockinged feet rubbing against each other, laughing as they talked. Ben paused and smiled, not wanting to interrupt their meeting. After a minute of listening, he entered the room and the two men looked up. "Sorry to interrupt. I just got home from work."
"I need to be going anyway, Ben. I am so appreciative of you invitation to meet here. We've had a great time," Jack said.
Jack looked over at Ray, whose face was aglow, unlike Ray's usual contained look. "Yeah, Ben, it's been wonderful."
Jack slipped on his shoes and gave Ray an embrace goodbye, and very quickly was out the door. "I didn't mean to end things like that. Forgive me," Ben said.
"He said he had to be going several times before you walked in. Then we got talking again and another twenty minutes went by."
Gary came in just then. "Hey, Ray, did Jack show up?"
Ray couldn't speak. "Yeah, he just left," Ben said.
"He wants to meet again. He told me he wants to make love with me the next time," Ray said in a voice that almost revealed he didn't believe what he'd just said.
"Wow. A very good meeting," Gary said.
"But we don't have a place. We can't go to his condo because of his partner. We talked about a motel."
Ben took Ray's arm and led him up the stairs to the guest bedroom. "You can use this room. You'll probably meet when Gary and I are away. The house will be yours."
"That's too much to ask."
"We insist."
Ray turned to Ben and kissed him quickly on the lips. Gary walked in and Ray kissed him, too, even more warmly. "Ray, are you warming up for the next time," Gary said.
"I believe I am. Jack and I didn't kiss today but I wanted to. You two are the first men I've kissed like that since Jack."
The next day, Ray dropped over while they were eating dinner. Ben set him a plate, this time a full serving. "Jack and I talked several times since yesterday. We're thinking about this Saturday. I know it's a bad day for you two, but Jack can get away and Celeste will be gone all day long. She and her friends are seeing a show at the Fireside. What do you think?"
"I think it will be wonderful, Ray. Gary and I can make ourselves scarce. You'll feel totally free."
"Because I'd feel terrible if this was an imposition."
"Ray, seeing you meet with your old lover gives us more joy than you can imagine," Gary said.
Ray smiled. "I've been getting so aroused. Jesus, I didn't think I had it in me anymore. But I'm a little worried because I don't get hard like I used to. I told that to Jack and he said he'd bring me some Viagra. He said he uses it when he has sex."
"It's what old guys do, Ray. I've tried it a few times. Just to see what it's like. Fortunately, I don't need it yet. It did the job, so I wouldn't be worried," Ben said.
"Are you guys annoyed I'm dropping by so much?"
Gary laughed. "It's like making a new friend, Ray. We've learned so much about you. And, of course, we're curious how this will play out. We're rooting for you, Ray. Big time."
On Saturday, Gary was gone for the day helping his brother out in McFarland. And Ben planned to be in and out running errands. But he was home when Jack arrived. Ben and Jack sat in the kitchen chatting about his career at the university when Ray walked in. "Sorry to be late, Jack. I thought Celeste would never leave. But she's gone now until six."
Ben smiled at the two and said, "I'm a bit out of place right now. So I'll head out for my errands. Ray, you're in charge of the house."
"Want me to keep it locked?"
"Might as well. Hope to see you later in the afternoon."
When Ben returned nearly three hours later, Jack's Taurus was still parked out in front. He very quietly brought in the groceries and put the food that needed refrigeration away but left the rest until later. He sat in the living room, reading and dozing, pleased that Ray had found his old friend. He was awakened by the sound of the upstairs shower and a few minutes later voices coming from the guest bedroom. He returned to the kitchen and resumed putting the food way. He heard footsteps on the stairs and Jack entered the kitchen. "Hey, Jack. I tried to be as quiet as possible."
"You didn't wake us. I should have left a while ago, so I don't have time to talk. But thanks for the hospitality. Much appreciated."
"Good time up there?"
"Yes, excellent. See you soon."
Jack was out the door and Ben finished putting the food away. He waited for Ray, and when he didn't come down, he quietly went up to the guest room. The door was mostly shut, so he knocked, "Ray, it's Ben."
"Come in. I'm just resting."
Ray was under the sheets on the far side of the bed. "You OK, Ray?"
"Just wonderful. I'll get up in a few. I wanted to savor what happened. You know, in case it never happens again."
"Any reason to think this might be the last time?"
"No, but things can happen we don't expect."
"I'll leave you to it. Take your time. I'll be downstairs."
"Would you stay for a while?"
"Sure. What's up?"
"Sit, beside me on the bed. I need to tell someone what happened. So it's not just bottled up within me. If I go home without telling you, I'll be thinking about it like I did years ago with Jack."
Ben sat on the edge of the bed, but Ray tapped the blanket next to him. "Lie down. Maybe you think this is weird, but I consider you a close friend now. After all that's happened."
Ben stretched out next to him. "Is Gary back yet?"
"Not for an hour. So what happened, Ray?"
"After you left, we went upstairs. I showed him the bedroom and we stood there. Looking at each other. We touched hands and kissed just very lightly. Kind of how it might have been all those years back on our first night. But then it quickly became very passionate, like it had been stored up for years. For me it has. For him, less so as he's been seeing men ever since we split up. We stretched out on the bed, like we are, and continued to kiss and that led to lots of touching. We'd pause and take a breath, talk a little about what it used to be like, then go at it again. He stood up and took off his shirt. I joined him and did the same thing. We pressed our torsos together, skin to skin. Our nipples rubbed against each other as we kissed some more. He unfastened my jeans and let them slide to the ground. He chuckled when he saw my boxer shorts. They're neon green. Brand new. All he remembered was me wearing tighty-whities. He just barely grazed my bulge."
"Had you gotten hard?"
"Yeah. He gave me a Viagra as soon as he walked in the door. And it was really kicking in." Ray laughed. "Still is, under these sheets."
Ben smiled. "Very sweet."
"I unfastened his khakis. And he stepped out of them. He always wore briefs when I saw him years ago. He was still wearing them. Dark blue ones. I touched him and felt the shivers run through my fingers into my arm. We kissed again and got into bed, under the sheets this time. We kissed for a long time, touching each other all over. He finally lowered himself between my legs and licked my cock and balls. I moaned so loud I thought maybe someone would hear me. I was glad you and Gary weren't downstairs."
"There have been a few moans like that in the house. We wouldn't have minded."
"He pulled my boxers off and licked me, tongue to skin. It felt so new and so old at the same time. He's the only sex partner I've had who has done that. My balls tightened and my cock was upright. Leaking. I told him I might cum if he was too aggressive. He backed off and I pulled his shorts off and did the same to him. I was following his lead the whole time because he knows so much more than I do. We learned to 69 when we were lovers and we did that. With lots of passion. I felt like I was on the brink and told him. He said he was, too. I don't know how we did it, but we came at the same time. Then we kissed with cum in our mouths. It was incredible."
"Wow, that's intense, Ray. You've given me a stiffy just listening."
Ray reached over and felt Ben's erection. "Very nice."
"We fell asleep for a short nap, and woke up touching each other. We talked endlessly about the two years we were together. I asked him about his time since. And about his current partner. Then we kissed again and our cocks responded again. We took turns sucking each other. Some very long pleasure sessions. I asked him if he wanted to cum again, and he said he preferred going home with an erection so he could remember me better. I did the same. That's what I'm dealing with under the sheets right now. It's bigger than I can ever remember it. Here, take a look, you'll be impressed."
Ray pulled the sheet free. He was completely naked and showed Ben his rigid cock. "Of course, I've been stroking it while I told you what we did. That would add to the rigidity."
Ben laughed. It was thin but seven inches long. "It's a good sized boner, Ray."
Ray pulled the sheet back. "Sorry about that. I'm likely to continue doing stupid stuff like that for a while. But better here than at home, right?"
"From what you've told me, Celeste wouldn't be that interested. Is she back home by the way?"
"Not for a few more hours."
Ray started rubbing Ben's shoulders. "I've always thought the male body was quite beautiful. I admired yours from a distance. Sometimes in summer you'd take your shirt off and I was nearly on my knees. I shouldn't be telling you that. Sorry."
"I've enjoyed it when you took your shirt off, too."
"I wondered what you'd look like completely naked. That's what it was like not expressing this desire. Wanting me to do silly and perverse things, like wanting to see you strip down in the backyard. Was it that way for you, too?"
"My desires arose about the same time as you. In my later forties. But I've been able to keep it up. And I've been able to break free. Living with Gary as partners."
"I find that simply amazing. Never in a million years did I think that was part of you. When you were thirty-five and out in the yard shirtless, I craved you. But you weren't even thinking about that."
"No, it stayed hidden for a long time."
Gary arrived and dashed upstairs. When he burst into the guest room, he was taken aback by the image on the bed. "Whoa, what are you guys up to?"
"Jack left a while ago, and Ray is reminiscing about his earlier days when he desired men but couldn't do anything about it."
"When did you know, Gary?"
"When I was in middle school probably. Certainly in high school. I can't remember not feeling it."
"Ray was just telling me about him seeing me with just shorts on in the backyard. And how he wanted to strip me naked."
Gary laughed loudly. "Ray, that is a vision I can fully appreciate."
"When I saw you naked on the deck last summer, Gary, I had the same thoughts. You two have very similar bodies."
"So we've discovered."
Gary flipped off his dirty sweatshirt and sat down next to Ray on the bed. His sweaty t-shirt was hanging loosely. "Are you teasing me now, Gary?"
"Actually, I was going to take a shower. But if you need to be teased, I can do that."
"Can I ask you two a favor? Would you just stand and hug each other, like you'd do, you know, when you mean it."
"Ray, didn't you have a wonderful afternoon doing just that? Or did I miss the bad news?" Gary said.
"No. He gave me a very lusty version of what he and Jack did for three hours," Ben said.
"It's just I've seen you guys together for a year or so. Making all kinds of little gestures, like all couples make. A slight touch of the hand or a loving glance. I was watching and was so enriched by all that. I've seen you kiss when I've been looking in your windows...when I shouldn't have been. But I'd just like to see it. What it could have been for me."
"Sure, Ray," Gary said as he stood up in his dirty jeans and disheveled t-shirt. "I'd be happy to if my partner is willing."
Ben stood up. His sweater and khakis were twisted from lying on the bed. "Should we give him the full show, Ben?" Gary said.
"Why not."
They stripped down to their underwear, their hairy bellies overhanging the elastic on their boxer briefs, and hugged and kissed right in front of Ray's eyes. He laughed and clapped his hands. "That is so beautiful. Thank you."
Gary pulled Ben's underwear off and turned him so his fleshy cheeks were facing Ray. He squeezed Ben's ass and kiss him deeply. Not to be outdone, Ben did the same. When they looked over at Ray, he was astounded. "I didn't ask for that."
They stretched out on the bed, as Ray sat up against the headboard. "Gary is pretty impulsive, Ray. This was right out of his playbook."
Ray reached out and touched Ben's ass. "Just like I wanted to one summer when you were working in your backyard."
They rolled on their backs so Ray could see their genitals. "Very nice, boys. But I think I'll be satisfied with Jack's."
"That mean he's coming back?" Gary asked.
"He said he wants to. He asked me to book this room for another date."
Gary laughed. "Let me check with management."
Later that night, as they rested together in Ben's bed, Gary said, "What got into Ray this afternoon?"
"Thirty years of unrequited passion. The cork holding it all in was released this afternoon. He was just basking in the glow. That doesn't take into account what you did, silly boy."
"Ray won't forget it. I'll bet he tells Jack whenever they shack up in the guest room next."
"How'd things go at Ricky's?"
"Great. I watched their kids for a couple of hours. When he and Helen came back, we sorted some things out in the basement. Ricky wants to finish it off. There was some old drywall we had to take out. Which is how I got so dirty."
"I'm so happy he and Helen accept you like they do. And the kids love you, too. They were only over here for an hour last summer, but I could see the affection."
"That's my only regret living our life. I'll never have kids. I can live with it. But sometimes I think I could be a great dad."
"Annie's kids really like you. Have you noticed?"
"Yeah. She even complimented me for playing with them when you two were talking inside."
"She'd like us to come over to Milwaukee sometime. For lunch. Something like that."
"I'm game. As long as you come to dinner at Ricky's. They asked again today."
"You don't think they'll wonder about my age?"
"They know about the difference."
"But to actually see me in the flesh. A man who could be your dad."
Gary smiled and kissed him. "I know it's hard for you, Ben. Each step feels like a fucking mountain sometimes. It's going to be endless series of them."
"Telling my kids was really hard. I know it's been several months. But I'm still struggling with that. If it weren't for Annie, I'm not sure I'd want to see them again. They're planning a family thing next summer. To honor Ellie. Marnie told Annie to ask me if I'd come by myself."
"When was this?"
"A week ago. I told her no."
"Even if Marnie won't come because of me?"
"You wouldn't be happy if you couldn't come. Maybe you wouldn't enjoy it if you came. It's months away. I told Annie that the three of them needed to work it out. Then she told me Marnie wanted to have it here, at the house, and she wanted you to be away."
"A test of your patience."
"Please don't think less of me because of my kids. And I promise to come to your brother's. No more objections from me."
Gary rolled into Ben's arms. They kissed and rubbed each other. "Does this feel old to you now, Ben? Is the thrill gone away at all?"
"We don't do it as much as we used to when we saw each other infrequently. We're both busy with work. Sometimes I fall asleep early during the week. I'm sorry about that."
"I'm the one who's usually overwrought with work. Working late and not getting home until seven. Needing to talk to you about workshit. I'm still trying to prove myself. You've been very good to me about all of that. More like an uncle than my lover."
Ben kissed him. "Is an uncle better than a daddy?"
Gary laughed. "Earlier when we stripped for Ray, I thought maybe you'd get me hard and he'd start jacking with us."
"When I first came into the room, right after Jack had left, Ray didn't want to get up. And as he was telling me what he and Jack had done, he said he was hard under the sheet. I didn't look but then he whipped it out. He was just trying to savor it all."
"Do you think he liked our demonstration? I might have been a little extreme, like I'm prone to be sometimes."
"All in good humor. Ray is going to be on a sex high for the next few months."
Ben felt Gary's cock which was semi-hard. "Very nice. Do you want me tonight?"
"I do. I know you want me, too. I could tell by the way you were acting while we stretched on the guest bed with Ray," Gary said.
"Ray got me hard when he told me what he and Jack had done."
"You naughty boy. He was talking from the heart and you got hard?"
Gary reached down and Ben was leaking and hard. They slept together five out of seven nights a week, and always on weekends. If Gary worked late or had a stressful day at work, he often stayed up later than Ben and slept alone. But Saturday nights were often their best moments to make love. Ben thought of their moment with Ray earlier and Gary's impulsive move to get naked in front of him. He laughed. "What's so funny, boss?"
"You and me with Ray. That was really an amusing moment. You could write comedy sketches."
"For what, `Old Man Sex Scenes,' a new show on Netflix."
"Something like that."
Ben slid down between Gary's thighs and sucked him, licking his balls until they shrunk up. "Do you think they'll turn into old man hangers when I'm Ray's age?"
"There's a chance. They already hang more than mine do," Ben said.
"Yes, yours are still pretty tight."
Ben rose and kissed Gary, and then Gary took his turn sucking and licking him. "Would you ever want to make love with Jack and Ray in the next room?"
"I'd be distracted for a while, but I could pull it off. You?"
"I'd like it. Just like I'm enjoying you now."
Gary lubed himself and sat on Ben's cock. "O, man, that feels nice," Ben said.
Gary rose and fell taking Ben's cock on a ride of exquisite pleasure. "I'll cum quickly. It's been three days for me."
"I don't know how you hold off like that. If we don't have sex, I make sure I jack off."
Ben felt Gary's cock on his belly and slid his hand up and down on it. Gary had lubed it, so the stroking was easy. Ben moaned, "You're getting me close."
"Me, too. You feel good inside me."
They continued with their motions. They were both laughing just lightly, thinking of Old Raymond becoming one of them. When they erupted, Ben thought he heard Ray in the next room. It was Gary sitting on his lap, laughing and moaning at the same time.