Page 72 of Manny Included

“No?A daisy chain, yes, back when we were young and stupid.Sixty-nine.Never.We’ll have to learn together, right?”How hard could it be, though, right?Top and tail and go for it.

“I doubt there’s a lot to learn.We both know about giving head.”Pete winked at him, crawling under the blankets.

Well, he knew more about getting than giving, but Pete’s wasn’t the first cock he’d had in his mouth.It would likely be the last, though, and he liked that thought.He liked it a lot.

It was about time that he found his person.

He hadn’t even known that he needed one.

“So am I turning or are you?”he asked, wagging his eyebrows, trying to make it sexy.

“I’m already down here.”Pete wiggled around, laughter tickling his thighs.

He groaned, hands reaching out to stroke Pete’s thighs.The man’s cock was right there, already filling like it was reaching for his lips.He licked the tip, and Pete gasped, grabbing him and pulling him closer, so that his prick was near that sweet, hungry mouth.

He took Pete’s cock in before he got too distracted by what was going on below his waist, and started sucking gently.

Pete matched his rhythm, keeping him slow and steady, keeping them together.

He opened and closed his hands around Pete’s thighs, letting the pleasure flow through him.

Pete hummed against him, making his eyes cross.Such a hungry, needy man, such a burning mouth.

He tightened up, trying not to hump Pete’s mouth, but he couldn’t stop himself and pushed in deeper.

Pete opened right up, letting him in, one inch at a time.

Groaning around Pete’s cock, he tried to keep focus on what he was doing as well as what was being done to him.Push in and suck on Pete, pull away and suck again.

Pete hummed and sucked and purred, stroking his balls.He would have reciprocated, but at this point, he didn’t know how to make his hands let go of Pete’s thighs, so he just kept sucking, working to make Pete come.

“So good,” he heard.“You taste so good.”

He just groaned.How lucky was he?

He slapped the tip of Pete’s cock with his tongue, then took the long prick as deep as he could.He wanted to make Pete come, make him feel good.He wanted that more than he wanted to come himself.

Pete was matching his motions, his rhythm, everything.It was making him crazy and he could feel his orgasm building in the base of his spine, his balls tightening up.It wasn’t going to be long.

Pete just did it for him, leaving him gasping and grunting and hungry.His lover rolled his balls in their sack, making him a little dizzy.

He squeezed Pete’s thighs in warning.He was about to blow.

Pete deep throated him, swallowing over and over.

He cried out, the sound muffled by Pete’s cock, and came, shooting hard.The pleasure ripped through him like lightning.

He shivered through his orgasm, then focused on Pete, on the needy jerks of those lean hips.He found Pete’s ass with his hands and grabbed hold of it, tugging Pete forward into his mouth.

“Bay!”Pete cried out, shivering hard.

He pulled harder.He wanted Pete to come, he wanted to be the one who made Pete feel good.

Pete pushed in and shot, coming hard enough he shook.“Oh, damn.”

Bay swallowed as much of it down as he could, then slowly let Pete’s cock slip from his mouth.He petted Pete’s ass.

Pete’s cheek was hot and damp against his thigh, breath brushing his skin.