Page 36 of It Starts With Summer

“Fuck, Parker,” I whimpered, my eyes rolling back from the sheer ecstasy.I could feel my body tensing up, my climax building below the surface.“I can’t hold on.”

“Come for me, Ravi,” Parker urged, his voice low and sultry.That was all it took.With a cry, I came all over Parker’s cock, my entire body shuddering with release.I watched my cum coat his shaft, feeling the sudden urge to lick it clean.So I did, bending and taking him into my mouth, sucking him vigorously.

I glanced up at him, meeting his eyes the way he did when he was sucking me.And it was intense, watching his face change as he lost himself in my mouth.He buried his fingers in my hair and fucked into my mouth a few times, and I sucked with everything in me, because he tasted so fucking good, and I wanted to drink him down.

Not because the flavor was great, though the strawberry-flavored lube I’d picked out was a good call.I loved his taste because he was Parker.My boyfriend.And he was looking at me with rapture in his eyes because of what I was doing with my mouth.

“Fuck, Rav, I’m going to come,” he groaned, and I only sucked harder, feeling the base of his cock as it pulsed against my tongue.I enjoyed the warm rush of his cum as it shot against the back of my throat, and I quickly swallowed it down, pulling off of him with a lewd pop.

“God, that was… incredible,” I breathed out, still trying to wrap my head around what we’d just done.

“See?Told you there is so much for us to explore.”He ran his thumb over my bottom lip.“Was having me in your mouth okay?”

“The lube is strawberry-flavored,” I said.“If I can put candy flavors on your cock, you can spend as long as you want in my mouth.”

He burst out laughing and kissed me, then pulled back, grinning.“You taste like strawberries and cum.I like it.”

seventeen

Ravi

Aswehikedbackto camp, I wondered if there was something about me and the letter P.I’d had quite a few fixations in my life, and so many had started with the letter P: planes when I was little, plants later on, and now, well, Parker.And still plants.I supposed wushu started with a W, so that didn’t track.

When I was hyper-focused on a topic, I devoured every type of knowledge I could, memorizing it all — hell, I could probably still recite the makes, models, and specs of airplanes, and I hadn’t focused on those since elementary school.And my knowledge of plant species was more extensive than anyone else in my classes.And there were hundreds of thousands of species, so I never felt like I knew it all.Plant biology was my lifelong passion, but Parker was starting to feel like a close second, ranking well above wushu.

I didn’t want to let him distract me from my goals, but I didn’t want to give him up, either.I hadn’t sketched a plant in days.And if I was to treat Parker like my typical research, I would have to learn everything about him.There was still so much to know.

Right now, my interest was focused on documenting all the various ways to make Parker Layton orgasm.Should I have started by learning more about his past, his friendships, his life before I’d met him?Perhaps.

But I loved his beautiful cock.I loved the way it hardened for me and the way touching it just right made his body shake.My favorite thing was to make him whisper my name like a prayer as he writhed beneath me.I could take him all the way into my mouth, until the head of his cock pressed into my throat, filling me in a way that felt both daring and delicious.I loved to hold him inside me, to swallow him down like a treat.Even more, I loved the way he fucking lost it when I did that.Knowing that I did that to him, that he craved me like a drug, made my obsession all the deeper.

And, with careful research, I was learning about Parker’s other erogenous zones as well.There was a spot below his ear that made him instantly rock hard, no matter the situation.All I needed to do was graze my teeth there.His nipples needed a rough touch, but after some hard pinches, became very responsive.And his balls.My boyfriend loved to have his balls played with — he liked it a little firmer than I would have liked, and just the right twist of my wrist would set him off every time.

Playing with his ass was next on the list, but I needed to devote my full time and attention to researching that, then executing the techniques found in my research — several days, perhaps — so it couldn’t be done in a tent.He’d seemed to understand that.

Even without anal sex, two nights alone in a tent with Parker had been incredible, but we were headed back to camp now, and I wouldn’t be able to sleep beside him, or reach for his cock in the middle of the night, or shove my dick down his throat first thing in the morning.

And that was not where my mind should have been on a hike with a bunch of middle schoolers.

It was time I refocused on my other favorite thing — plants.Because plants never gave me an awkward erection on a hiking trail.My eyes skimmed along the sides of the path.Maybe I could find something to show the campers.I knew they’d tune me out if I started telling them the names of things, but there had to be something.

I glanced towards the front of the line for a moment, my eyes landing on Parker.The sun gleamed off of the lighter streaks in his hair, and his laugh rang out, making me feel hot all over.The knowledge that this beautiful, charming man had been beneath me, drinking down my cum as his cock quivered in my hand just a few hours ago, was enough to make me want to pull him behind a tree and do naughty things to him.

Shit.What had happened to my plan to distract myself?I looked around, an idea coming to me when I spotted a huckleberry bush.

“Hold up everyone!I have something for you.”I shouted.The campers skidded to a halt, turning excitedly.Parker stopped, too, herding the kids back towards where I was standing.And shit, now everyone was looking at me.Well, that was awkward.I wrung my hands together.

“Is it candy?”a camper guessed.

“Um.No.Not candy.”I cleared my throat nervously.“But it is something you can eat.”

“Chips?”someone else shouted.

“Guys, let him talk,” Parker snapped.

“Right, so who here knows what you’d eat if you were lost in the woods?”

“I think we’d eat Gavin first!”A kid named Toby poked his best friend, who flipped him off.

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