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Gay Book 'The Locker'
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groin, once more touching the hard throbbing flesh of his dick that rested in his fourth pair
of shorts tonight. Man he had it bad, he knew that and just laying on his
bed thinking about Dakota had given him such wild pleasure, such immense joy
that he couldn’t believe it even. He had jerked off many times, but never
did he feel like he had felt this time around. Hell, he barely had to touch
his hard dick the first time, the way it just shot a load of cum so hard he
had a hell of a time catching his breath afterwards. Worse was, that by the
time he had calmed down enough to pull his shorts back up, the friggin jizz
had dried all over his balls and inner thighs; and he had to eat dinner
feeling that dried cum each time he moved.
The shower after was great though, the hot steamy spray and the warm foaming soap was unreal
as his mind continued with its fantasy about Dakota. He had the poor guy
nailing him so many different ways that he was sure he would break off his
dick. His mind tried to picture it too, dredging up lots of images but they
were never clear, never totally focused and yet each time he thought about
what Dakota would look like nude, laying on his bed, it always was cloudy,
yet he could still hear Arizona telling him that it was no junior whopper.
Christ, there he went again, and he felt the hard pole shifting in his
shorts as he just couldn’t get the idea out of his mind. He pulled his
hand back up out of his shorts, rubbing it up against his stomach, feeling
his muscles coiling and he leaned back in the chair, his hand now moving up
and around his chest, squeezing one nipple then the other and he thought
maybe it was time again, time to once more escape into a dream world of him
and Dakota but he had to stop, had to get a grip because if he didn’t, he
would sure as hell ruin it somehow.
This constant fear of fucking up was getting on his nerves too,
but what could he do? He still didn’t know how or what Dakota thought
about his earlier accident, the one by the locker and it gnawed at him. What
if he was just biding his time, what if he were waiting till he was with the
other guys, and sprung it then? Christ, he could just hear Hector now, the
way he would heckle him mercilessly, and what about Rusty? That too bugged
him, ever since Marvin had warned him too, which had scared him a bit. He
knew that Marvin was constantly being teased in class and all, but the way
Marvin talked it seemed to be more serious than that. He just couldn’t
imagine that anyone would hurt Marvin but then you did hear
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