The night was chilly when we were on our way back onto the hideout train using the alley. There was not a soul around and he was complaining about the cold. Without a world, I got onto my knees and unzipped his trousers. “Hello…” I greeted his flaccid member. I stroked him until he was hard enough and brought his length into my mouth, sucking it gently. I ensured I gave him pleasure and warmth at the same time.

After a while, he pulled himself out of my mouth and pushed me gently against the wall. I took him into my mouth again, sucking faster than I did. I could hear him moaning softly. He held himself against the wall with one arm. “I am –” he moaned, but it was too late, he ejaculated into my mouth before he could finish his sentence.

Did I swallow his warm juices? Of course, I did.