**This is a follow up story to Ch.1 and starts immediately after the end of Ch.1. Whilst it can be read in isolation, the characters and situation may make more sense if you read that one first**
They lay there recovering their breath for a moment, before pushing themselves up and separating their bodies. James's cock pulled out from Steve's ass with an audible plop, and Steve stood to avoid the cum dripping onto the sofa. Instead, he felt it dribbling out of his ass and down the back of his legs.
"Fuck I needed that," Steve panted.
"I could tell," James laughed, "Want to do it again sometime soon?"
"Try and stop me," Steve laughed, "but I'm not sure when my folks are out again, it's a miracle they're gone today as it is. Are your parents working from home too?"
"Yeh, which is a pain. But we're in the middle of the countryside, there must be secluded spots you know of?"
"Well, there is actually one place I always thought would be good for a tryst, but never had chance to put it into practice. You know the track in the woods about a quarter of a mile from here, just outside the village?"
"Oh yeh, I know where you mean, never really known what's down there."
"Well, it doesn't lead anywhere, so no one is going to pass down it, mean you tomorrow at 1?"
"Sounds good to me," James said, pushing off the sofa, the muscles flexing enticingly as Steve watched. "I better head back before they wonder where I got to!". As he spoke he bent down to grab his shorts, showing off his white ass, in contrast to his tanned body, teasing Steve.
"Until tomorrow," James smiled heading for the door. Steve stood there for a moment before heading to the shower to clean up.
The next 24 hrs passed far to slowly for Steve. The following morning at work was agony, he couldn't focus on anything, and was wishing the time away. He had a quick lunch with his parents, before announcing he was heading for a walk, something he often did at lunchtime.
It was another scorcher, and he'd dressed appropriately, a light vest top and shorts, with hiking sandals. He hadn't bothered with any underwear, figuring they'd soon be discarded anyway, and he walked down the drive and headed for the rendezvous, glancing up the drive to see if he could see James. Not unduly worried, he headed to the spot they had agreed, before climbing onto the gate to wait.
He'd been there about 5 minutes when a bike came slowly round the bend, labouring up the short hill the wood was situated on. Steve felt his breath growing short as it always seemed to when James was around. Again, James was topless, his tanned arms clutching the handle bars as his legs pumped up and down, powering up the slope without difficulty. He pulled to a halt, and Steve was pleased to see he was actually little out of puff, so he was human after all.
"Funny seeing you here," he said, looking down at the younger man.
"Funny indeed," James smiled back, lust filling his eyes. He climbed off his bike and stepped over the fallen wall, following Steve into the woods, which after about a minute completely hid them from the road. After another 30 seconds they came upon a clearing, the runs of an old building in the middle, only the brick chimney remaining.
"I never knew what this place was, but its kinda fun," Steve said as James propped the bike against the chimney. The sound of birds was the only sound Steve could hear as James turned to him. Their lips met, tongues eagerly probing into the others mouth as their kiss soon turned passionate. Steve let his hands roam over James's body, whilst James had his fingers wrapped in Steve's hair, caressing his scalp. Steve pushed James back until his back was against the chimney, their kiss wild with lust. Pushing James's arms up, over his head, he let his mouth move from James's mouth, letting his lips caress the skin around his neck, his tongue caressing the sensitive skin, licking up the sweat that was beading there. He let him mouth trail across the strong chest, meaning towards first one nipple and then the other, letting his lips and tongue tease them until the hardened, causing James to moan.
He didn't let his lips linger there for long, he had an end goal and he was swiftly heading there. He sank to his knees, the soft forest floor beneath, as his lips trailed across James's abs, tracing each muscle with his tongue and hands as he did. Continuing further, he could see James's dick already straining to be free, tenting his shorts.
