After my last encounter with Tony, I could hardly close my eyes without thinking about him, let alone sleep. But I managed to get through the next few days, eager as always to see him. I semi-panicked when he didn't turn up at the rugby club for a few days, partly because I wondered if he had regretted our 'encounter' but also because the club would soon be open to the public again.
The day before this was due to happen, I went in for my usual squash practice session, delighted to find him in the changing rooms. He was dressed for his gym session and about to leave the room.
As I entered I saw him and said "Hi. Are we OK? I haven't seen you for a couple of days."
He explained that work had prevented him from coming into the gym since I last saw him there, but also made it clear that he had no regrets.
He went out of the door, but came back again within seconds and said,
"Oh by the way."
He then took the back of my head in his incredibly strong hand and pulled my mouth onto his. He kissed me passionately, pushing his tongue down my throat, so deep I though I was going to gag. He caressed my now erect cock through my shorts, whilst kissing and licking my neck.
I had barely recovered when he pulled away, winked at me and said
"Later!"
It was quite a few minutes before I could leave the changing room for the squash court, thanks to the boner Tony had left me with. But eventually I did and had a good hour on court.
I returned to the changing room to find Tony undressing, ready for the shower. We indulged in small talk and then found ourselves, once more, in the shower, lathering our own bodies, for once. Again I struggled to take my eyes off his incredibly muscular body. His cock, although admittedly smaller than mine, was beautiful and within minutes it was standing to attention.
Whilst admiring his body, our eyes met and I said "No regrets?"
He slowly walked towards me and kissed me again. On the mouth and then all around my neck. I was almost breathless.
Now I admit I'm 'Bi' and yes I do love the opposite sex, but this guy was making me feel things I'd never felt before.
He knelt before me, taking hold of my cock and guiding it into his mouth. He slowly pumped my cock, in and out of his mouth, pulling the foreskin back and forth as he did so. He then placed his hands between my thighs and seemed to be pushing them apart.
So I moved my feet apart and he immediately started caressing the crack of my arse with the palm of his hand. He then eased on of his fingers inside and I let out a gasp, parting my feet even further. He then eased a second finger inside me, whilst still running his tongue up and down my tool.
Suddenly I stopped him saying "No! You're gonna make me come and I want this to last. Come up here."
He stood up and we embraced again. I thrust my tongue into his mouth and fucked his mouth with my tongue.
I pulled away and pushed him against the wall. I dropped to my knees and flicked the end of his cock with my tongue. I looked him in the eyes whilst I pulled his foreskin all the way down and then back. I did this a few times, watching his expression and listening to his groans.
He was in ecstasy and I loved the fact that it was me who was making him feel this way. I continued to suck him and started massaging his balls, an action that was greeted with yet more groaning. He parted his feet and I took the hint, sliding one and then two fingers into his tight little arse.
Eyes closed, Tony continued to groan, pulling my head to his groin, back and forth making me fuck his cock with my mouth. We continued like this for a couple of moments until he froze. He stopped moving completely, holding my head still.
Baffled as to what was going on, I stopped and looked at him, to find he was staring, eyes wide open, at the door. I turned to look and what I saw made me feel utterly sick.
There was a guy, probably mid-twenties to thirty, in dungarees, which seemed to be unzipped around his midriff. Out of the dungarees a long hard cock was protruding, longer than either Tony's or mine, but not as thick as either.
His hand was wrapped around his cock and he had been pumping away up to the point at which I looked at him. He too, froze.
"Please!" he said, "Don't panic and please don't stop. My name is Gary. Your secret is safe with me. Please just let me stand here and watch you."
I looked at Tony, hoping for some reassurance. Our secret can't get out. So many things were spinning around in my mind.
Tony looked at me and smiled and then very slowly started to move my head back and forth. I was still shocked, but I went with it. After a few strokes I was back, enjoying the taste and the feel of his gorgeous cock, almost forgetting Gary was there.
