Page 104 of Once in a Lifetime, Part 2

“Oh my God…” Ody groaned, still covering his eyes.

Mano wrapped his hand around him, his tongue working over the tip.

“Fuck, Mano…”

He kept going, getting used to the taste, the texture. He parted his lips, then paused. “If I hurt you… tell me, okay?”

“Don’t worry,” Ody answered, quick and breathless.

Mano opened his mouth slightly, guiding him in. He only took the tip, and Ody’s body arched.

“Oh fuck, your mouth is so warm.”

Mano pushed it in a little further, careful as he adjusted, trying to find a rhythm. He went halfway, then pulled back. Slowly, he repeated it, listening to Ody’s soft moans.

“Deeper…”

Mano tried, but stopped just past halfway.

“Come on, big boy, I know you can do better than that,” Ody breathed.

Mano pulled back, his expression sharpening. “Are you fucking kidding me? Have you looked at yourself in a mirror?”

Ody lowered his arms, meeting his gaze. “You made me choke on your cock back then, remember? Didn’t seem like a problem when it was you… and we’re not that different.”

“I know, just—I’ll do it my way, okay? Shut up,” he said, flushed.

“Of course. I’m sorry. I’ll behave,” Ody said, lifting his arms to cover his face again.

Mano went back to it, tracing his tongue and wrapping his lips around his dick. He bobbed his head, slow and steady, taking him as deep as he could.

Ody moaned, his body loosening under him.

Mano picked up the pace, just a little, Ody’s breathing growing heavier with each movement. He pulled back to catch his breath.

“Spit on it,” Ody said, lowering his arms.

“What?”

“Spit on it.”

Mano just stared at him.

Ody lifted his hand, spat into his palm, then spread it over himself, slow and deliberate. “Do it. On my cock.”

Mano swallowed, watching him, his cheeks flushing.

“Spit on my cock, Mano. Come on.” His voice sharpened.

Mano looked down, wrapping his hand around him. He let some saliva collect in his mouth before spitting on it.

“Oh God—” Ody groaned, grabbing the back of Mano’s head and pushing him down.

Mano let out a muffled sound against him, breathing through his nose.

“Yeah, just like that.” Ody guided his head in a steady rhythm, fast but controlled. “You’re doing so good, Mano.”

Mano choked, fingers digging into the mattress beside Ody’s legs.