Treat him to a blow job

As the three of you walk briskly down the road you spot what you have been looking for, a small alleyway that seems nice and quiet. Pulling on the hand of the guy you still haven’t found out the name of, you lead him into the entrance.

Lucy laughs both because of the eagerness you drag him as well as the speed he follows. “I’ll wait here for you shall I, I’ll call if anyone comes along” and leaning back against the wall she pulls out a cigarette, wondering who will finish first, her with the cigarette or you with your willing prisoner.

The alley is like many around this area, winding between factories, and only used by school kids and the factory workers, none of whom are likely to be around this time of the evening. A small way down you look back and are happy that you are well hidden from any passing cars or people, and push your happy follower up against the wall.

Without a word, you kneel in front of him, resting your knees on some cardboard on the ground. In front of you his trousers are still tented, and you fumble quickly with his belt, button and zip, yanking them down to his knees with little effort. The guys boxers follow close behind, and as they do his hard cock springs out, pointing straight at you.

“Mmmmmmmm, ain’t you a big boy” you say, looking up at his down turned face and licking your lips you see his smile grow even bigger. With that you reach a hand around the bottom of his shaft and lift it until it points directly at you. Your tongue darts out, lapping at the drops of precum that have collected around the slit in its head.

Hands reach down and run through your hair, and you think that’s more for balance as you sense his knees buckle as you lap hungrily at his cock. Your hand strokes his length a few times forcing a few more drops of his nectar out for your tongue to clean up, and when you are satisfied at his hardness, you lean closer, lips parted and as they slip over the larger-than-average sausage in your hand, you hear a soft moan from above your head.