6. Chapter 6
There was only one thing that could ruin the moment. And that was the realization that he was leaving tomorrow. This was his one and only chance. He’d never get this again. His friends would drop him if they found out.
But were they really his friends? If they couldn’t accept this version of him? He didn’t want to give up this freedom.
He didn’t know what to do. He had to go back. This was just a summer break. A road trip to the beach. It was a fantasy. It wasn’t reality. He had to give it up.
He had to go back to a place where friends pulled you down so they could rise up.
Unlike Bodhi. Who only ever tried to help Mark reach greater heights. Just for the love of seeing someone else succeed.
When they got back to the beach, Bodhi’s friends did a double take as they hauled the board and sail up to the rental hut.
Even the usual group of hot chicks loitering around the hut stopped to stare.
What the fuck? Could they all tell? Was Mark about to be pulled down?
“Holy shit, they finally fucked!” One of the girls loudly said.
Mark tensed.
“Hell yeah!” Bodhi’s co-worker said.
Backs were slapped. Congratulations were shouted. Mark couldn’t remember the last time he’d smiled so much.
“Does this mean I can have a turn?” Bodhi’s co-worker said. “Wanna suck my cock?”
It took Mark half a second to realize the man was talking about sex.
“Yeah, same! But I’ll suck you off first,” another man said.
He flushed bright red.
Bodhi laughed them all off, arm secure around Mark’s shoulders. “No way bro, you know I don’t share!”
“Aw,” the disappointment was startling.
First he’d struggled to get any of the girls’ attention. Now he was drowning in offers from men!?
How was any of this real?
No one pinch him. He didn’t want to wake up from this dream.
***
The next day, Mark stared at his stuff scattered around his hostel room. He needed to get packing but he couldn’t bring himself to get out of bed.
Well- he was moving, just not doing what he was supposed to be doing. He was watching windsurfing videos on his phone, trying to learn new tricks to impress Bodhi with.
Bodhi thought that Mark was a fast learner. He didn’t know that Mark had been watching videos and tutorials before bed and as soon as he woke up.
Something wasn’t letting him get out of bed. Every time he tried, he hit replay on the video instead. He did it again and again until he was sure he could do it.
He checked the weather forecast. It was going to be just as windy as yesterday.
He couldn’t leave without managing to sail on his own during strong winds.
He rang the front desk.
Just one more day at the beach. He’d go home tomorrow.
***
Just one more day became two days. Two days became three. A week became a month. And Mark still hadn’t left.
There was always something new to try. Some new hurdle he had to overcome. Always a new reason to call and ask for one more day.
And when he couldn’t find a windsurfing video with a new technique to try - Bodhi provided.
“That’s it. Suck it all down,” Bodhi said with a moan. “Fuck bro, you sure this is your first time?”
“Of course!” Did Bodhi think Mark had snuck off with one of the other instructors!? Mark made a muffled noise of offense.
“Chill, bro. You’re good. Should’ve known you’d be an eager little cocksucker.”
The two of them were at what Mark had come to think of as their ‘special spot.’ Whenever the tide was low, they’d head over and use the privacy for Bodhi to teach Mark new things.
Today Mark was learning how to blow Bodhi. And Mark was determined to do a good job.
Bodhi was splayed out on the windsurfing board, cock out, while Mark stood up to his thighs in the water, bent over Bodhi and sucking and sucking until-
Mark choked.
“I said chill, bro! You’re not going to deep throat me on the first try.”
Mark frowned. But what if…
Mark took as much as he could, until it hit the back of his throat. He tried to push it in further, but his tongue was in the way. He rocked from side to side, forcing himself to take more.
“Oh fuck that’s good,” Bodhi gasped. “Keep doing that.”
It wasn’t deepthroating, but as long as Bodhi kept making those noises, Mark would be happy.
It didn’t take much longer.
“Fuck, so hot. So eager. Gonna come!”
This was the life. The ocean breeze on his face. Bodhi’s sunscreen filling his nose. The sea lapping at his thighs - and the taste of Bodhi’s cum in his mouth.
Mark was still licking up the drops of cum that had escaped his mouth when Bodhi said, “You gotta leave for university soon, right? You can’t keep putting it off.”
“Yeah,” Mark said quietly.
“Sucks man. Wish I could keep you.”
Mark’s throat got weirdly tight. He couldn’t bring himself to look up.
“Hey, bro, you coming back next year, right? This won’t be the last time we see each other?”
“You say that to all your summer flings?” Mark said.
Bodhi laughed. “You keep thinking I’m out there constantly getting my dick wet. I told you I don’t normally do this stuff. I’m here for the surf. You’re the exception.”
The words gave him courage he needed. He took a deep breath and finally met Bodhi’s eyes to say, “I transferred to your college.”
“You what!?” Bodhi sat up so fast he tipped the board and fell into the water.
“Why would you do that!?” Bodhi sputtered.
“That was a creepy thing of me to do, wasn’t it?” Mark winced.
“But-” Bodhi said, at a loss. “You had to have done that weeks ago!”
“Yeah...”
“Holy shit bro!” Bodhi enveloped Mark into a bear hug. “You crazy bastard. You mean I get to keep you?”
“If you want?” Mark didn’t want to come across as some crazy stalker.
“Crazy thing to do for a summer fling,” Bodhi murmured into Mark’s hair.
“I wouldn’t do this for anyone. You’re my exception,” Mark said with a smile.
“Fuck, bro. Come here and kiss me.”
Enveloped in Bodhi’s arms. Warm on the inside and out, Mark sighed happily.
The weight he’d always carried was gone.
With Bodhi, he was free.