After my early evening session with Steve, the stag do turned into a standard piss up and it’s fair to say that neither of us was up for any more action that night. Which was a good thing really as it was clear that were are both as secretive about our bi side as each other. A week later though I got an email from him asking if I played squash. I replied that I did albeit not for a while. I was not surprised that I was horny at even the message from him. I told him I was looking forward to it as we arranged a time for a game later that week. It was good to be back on the court and it was clear that there was some tension between us still. This fuelled my excitement and I felt y cock filling me briefs in my short waiting to be allowed to full arousal all the while we played. I felt a little stupid doing it but everytime I had to collect the ball I would bend right over for him. Feeling tired form the game, I slumped against the back wall which, in this court was solid wall, there was a viewing gallery above that has motion activated lights. It was dark up there so I decided to get adventurous, as he turned to come back to the serving box, I adjusted myself in my shorts and I could not help but gasp out a little at how good my cock felt to be touched. He grinned and looked up and around, checking that the gallery was empty. When he got near enough, in one swift motion he knelt down and slid his hand up the leg of my shorts. He fumbled with my cock, I could him breathing heavy as he roughly tugged my shorts and pants down. My cock sprung satisfyingly to attention and he sunk his mouth straight onto it. It was all to quick for me and while it felt brilliant I knew that I would need a more relaxed situation to be able to come. I wanted him to stop, but at the same time could nto bring myself to tell him that. Captivated by the moment, I took my cock in hand and peeled my foreskin right back, pointing it at his mouth. He took the lead like an expert and lapped at my helmet, flicking his tongue around and under it. I moaned at this and now that his hands were free he planted one under my tee shirt and pulled on my nipple while the other moved once more up the inside of my leg. On instinct I parted my legs a little and I could make out his grin as he played still around my tip. I was conscious that my arse crack was sweaty, but the wanton feeling was already taking control. When I saw him pull his back and put his finger tip in his mouth I let go of my cock and moved my hands to my arse cheeks, pulling them open for him. I flinched as a dry finger pressed on my hole and then moaned as it was replaced by his saliva drenched digit. I moved my knees to help wiggle myself onto him and he pushed his fat finger into me. Forgetting all about my thoughts about not coming a whole ninety seconds ago, now I wanted to spunk more than ever. I feel him pushing up inside me as I pump my cock hard. As my body starts to stiffen up he puts his mouth back on me. I was really conscious of the echo in the place so I spunked hard sounding like I was stifling sneezes! I looked down at Steve’s face, his lips clamped hard around me, sucking my come and swallowing it down. He stood up and walked away like nothing had happened as I panted and pulled my shorts back up. He dropped out racquets into his kit bag and picked it and our bottles of water up. I chuckled at his hard on, pointing proud out in front of him. He whispered me to follow him and we walked off court and rather than going to reception or the changing rooms, he pushed open a door I had not noticed earlier and suddenly we were standing in the cold fresh night air. We were down a couple of steps and standing in a narrow alley, lit down the end by the car park, but where we stood was in relative dark, the only light coming from the fire exit door. His hand was in his shorts and despite the soft soggy cock in my pants, I was still horny as sin. “Got any other kit in that bag?” I asked coyly. He nodded as he put it down and reached in. He showed me a condom and I shivered. “Oh yes,” I told him, “come on…” I could not see in the light, but I heard him unroll it and the slap as he pulled it down his fat shaft. I wanted him to pull my shorts down again so I stood waiting patiently as he reached to bag again and then I heard the squelch of lube. He walked to me and tenderly turned me around, pulling my shorts clumsily down with one hand. Wet and cold his other hand felt like it was coated in lube. I part my legs once more and pulled my cheeks apart in time for him to hook his finger into my hole once more, this time pushing in deep and with ease. I leant forward for him and felt him bending his knees to line up properly with me. Being taller than me this seemed to be difficult and just as my hole was touched by his thick tip I lost balance, falling away from him. I turned back to the door and rose up one step, allowing me to rest my hands on the top step and then adjust my legs to line up with his height. He fingered me now, testing my height I imagined and I reached under to feel the wet around my hole. I was surprised that my hand knock my cock and found it hard again. I held it as I sensed Steve moving to me and his knees brushed my legs as with near perfect precision his fat helmet pressed directly onto my ringpiece. I gasped with painful shock as it had been a while since I had anything as thick as him inside me, but that shock soon subsided and I relaxed to his rhythm and found my blood rushing hard, ecstatic at the feel of his rubbing my sphincter as he fucked and how filled my arse was by his cock. My dick went limp in my hand, but I kept tugging it hopeful that it would come back to me. He felt so good as he banged of my arse, somehow managing to he hard but gentle at the the same time. He was grunting as he thrust in me and I found this dirty sound really horny. Although he stretched my hole I managed to pinch on his cock a little, the last thing I needed to help me come. I told him I was coming and I felt hot wet on my hand as I gasped through my orgasm. This set him off and he pushed hard into , leaning forward holding my shoulder as he grunted harder to my ear. I felt his swell and then heat as his come pumped into me. He pulled out of me and cold air tingled my hot ring. I turned and fell to sit on the step pulling my shorts back into place once more. Steve pulled of his condom and being so near my face I figured it would be rude to not clean him up. I licked his tip and he edged his softening cock into my mouth, The taste of the condom pretty much overrode his spunk, but I sucked him anyway until he snatched it away, that all too familiar super-sensitive feeling we get post come! As casually could we strolled out of the alley and finally got round to some small talk. Naturally we agreed we should have a rematch and we laughed about the chance of their being a league!