Andrew Parish has waited four years to tell Dr. Levi McCrea how he feels about him. Four years of sparring in his classroom. Four years of challenging the brilliant older man. Now, on the eve of graduating from UC Berkeley, he can’t wait any longer.<br><br>When his most provocative student shows up on his doorstep, Levi isn’t sure what to think, especially when Andrew asks him out on a date. The fact that Levi doesn’t go out with students, however, doesn’t dissuade Andrew. He simply vows to come back the next day after he has his diploma in hand.<br><br>After all, Andrew has waited four long years. One more day won’t matter ...

Commencement

Andrew’s mouth was unlike anything Levi had ever experienced. Hard and soft at the same time, demanding and giving. He seemed happy to focus on Levi’s balls, and Levi couldn’t think of a single reason to distract him from his task. Each scrape of Andrew’s teeth across his sac made him whimper. His cock and groin throbbed.


“God, Andy…now I’m sorry…you didn’t do this sooner.”


Looking up at him through his lashes, Andrew released his balls with an audible pop. “That just means we have to make up for lost time.” He sat farther back on his heels. With his hand taking the place of his mouth, he tilted Levi’s cock down, aiming the wet tip straight at his lips. He leaned in. Inhaled. Moaned as his eyes closed. “Fuck, but you smell good.”


Chapter 8