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

He couldn’t tear his eyes away. Twisting to the side, he fumbled for his shorts, trying to find his wallet. His mouth kept watering. Would Levi let him suck first? He didn’t have any lube; it would be an excellent alternative. Except once he got that cock past his lips, he didn’t know how he could let it go again. And he wanted to get fucked. That was all there was to it.


Somehow, he pulled the condom out. Sliding off the edge of the desk, he knelt in front of Levi and grasped his cock at the base. He flicked his tongue across the wet tip. His taste buds exploded, drawing a groan from his throat.


Levi rested his hand on the top of his head, but Andrew ignored the prompting to run his mouth down the length of the shaft. The condom rolled down after him, but he kept it slow, not letting the rubber snap into place until after he’d sucked Levi’s balls into his mouth.


Chapter 12