After twelve years, I found out my (now ex) boyfriend had been cheating on me for months. This meant I had to start a new life. Through our individual attorneys we hashed out a plan: he would stay in the house, I would take the lake house and enough cash from our savings (most of which came from renting said lake house) and a year's worth income and start my new life. Which was fine with me. I always enjoyed the lake house.
It was quiet and serene, was far enough away from the city to be relaxing but not so far to be inconvenient and even though it was full of seasonal renters, many lives in and owned their own properties. So everything was well maintained. And there was the situation with Ryan.
Ryan was our next door neighbour who both of us enjoyed Ryan was about six foot three, dark hair, dimpled smile, friendly (we often sat together for evening cocktails) and okay with a gay couple owning the property next door. The only negative about Ryan was the leafs of women he had at his place. Maybe I was just jealous? My ex would be annoyed that I got to live next to Ryan while he couldn't so that was an added bonus.
After the movers left our apartment, I jumped in my car and headed to the lake house ready to start my new life.
I arrived before the movers and started unpacking. It wasn't too long until I heard a knock at the door. I opened it and let in the movers.
A while later I heard a familiar voice. "Hello neighbour!" I heard.
I turned around to see Ryan standing on the front porch. "Hey Ryan! Good to see you again. It's been what, two years?" I guess being that Ryan's dark hair was now peppered with silver. If he looked sexy before he was down right stunning now. His silver temples continued down his stubble on his cheek. But his blue/green eyes remained the same. As did his dimpled smile. I must admit his smile made me weak in the knees!
"Has it?" he asked. "Damn that's been too long" he said sticking his hand out for a shake, his t-shirt trying to his his well shaped body. He's either been working out more since I last saw him or I was hyper horny.
"Yes. Yes it has" I replied shaking his hand. His skin was soft and his handshake firm. "Brian not with you?" he inquired. I told him the whole story.
"Oh man. I'm so sorry to hear that. You deserve better than that for sure!"
I agreed.
"So how long are you staying?" he asked between the movers walking around.
"Well, as long as I need. Maybe forever." I said.
"Well at least I'll have a good neighbour!" he said with a dimpled smile. "Come over tonight for a beer? Maybe a bbq?" he asked.
"I don't know. I have a lot to do tonight.." "Yeah and you'll have a lot to do tomorrow!" he suggested. "I'm not taking a no for an answer..." I smiled and relented.
"Deal. I could use a beer after today." I admitted. "Maybe two!"
I walked up Ryan's steps several hours later and he opened the door before I got to the door. "What's this?" he asked pointing at my pie.
"Apple pie. It's all American after all. not to mention cliche! Plus I never show up without something. You know how ya gays are!" I said with a chuckle.
"The best neighbours to possibly have!" he said as he motioned me to come in.
A couple hours later we had finished eating and started drinks on his back porch.
"I forgot how much I loved it here" I said as we sat watching the sun set over the lake.
"I also forgot how chilly it gets here once the sun starts to go down in October!" In my haste I left my jacket at the house.
"I got you!" Ryan said. He returned with a blanket. "Here. Let's try this out" he said as he sat next to me and covered us both up. Now that he was sitting so close I could tell he smelled terrific.
"How can you grill and not smell like smoke?" I asked honestly. He turned to look at me with that goofy Ryan smile.
"It's my natural scent" he said laughing.
"Well I'm not complaining. Most anything is better than smoke!"
Our conversation turned personal and I asked where his girlfriend was on a Friday night.
"Shouldn't a young guy like you have something better to do on a Friday than to babysit you damaged gay neighbour?" I asked.
"Girls come and go. Guys too" he said pointing at me in a sense of irony "But friends. Friends are different. Especially ones like you!" he said looking deeply in to my eyes. I swallowed hard.
"Wha-what do you mean?" I asked.
"Friends like you." There was a long pause. "Friends that keep their property up so as to not lessen my property values." he said with a laugh.
"Oh F- you!" I said and we both laughed. "I needed that." I said.
"I know" Ryan replied as he put his hand on my knee. "I'm so sorry that you have to go through this alone but I'm here for you. Whatever you need." he said. I thanked him and headed back to my house.
I undressed and got ready for bed. I usually sleep in my underwear but it was chilly so I grabbed a shirt as I heard a knock at the door. I looked through the window. It was Ryan. I opened the door as I pulled down my shirt. "What's up?" I asked him.
"You left your pie." he said as he stood there pie in hand.
"Oh thanks" I took the pie and Ryan just stood there. "Anything else?" I asked.
"No. Yeah. Yeah there is. Can I come in?"
