A snapshot of my diary

rember the narrow streets and the dim light. We had just left the lounge at midnight and were looking for a place for some intimacy. There is an appeal to the narrow streets in the dim light. They rem

I remember the narrow streets and the dim light. We had just left the lounge at midnight and were looking for a place for some intimacy. There is an appeal to the narrow streets in the dim light. They remind me of tunnels that get you in the subconscious. He was handsome as always. A serpentine silhouette with strong facial expression. We saw a building. I thought that would be the place. But he saw it and passed by. He was right somebody might get out of his apartment and catch us offguard. During the walk I felts satisfied and my urge to take photos was strong. There is an appeal in the midnight city. It took two blocks away to find a hidden place. It was the hall of a building but we were past the stairs. The window of a family was there though. I saw it and imagined people sleeping in it. Then some guy looking out of the window and shouting at us. But looking at the face of my friend I could say no. There is an appeal also to midnight and the street. We began kissing. They were light kisses, lip to lip. He does not use the tongue much. Me neither. I was caressing him, and then made my way to his pants. I unzipped them. He was hard. I liked his dick in my mouth. I felt more connected to him. I began licking him and taking his dick in and out. He caressed my hair in the process. At some moment he began pushing in my mouth. I knew he was coming. He kept on pushing and pushing until he came in my mouth. It was such a hard push that I felt like vomiting and I could not absorb the sperm. Instead it came out in my pants as I was in my knees. It was midninght, somebody could see the sperm though. Or my mother. We walked towards my home. Chatting and laughing a bit on the way. Then I went to bed thinking what we had done connected us a bit more. It was nice.