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Gay Book 'The Locker'
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hard throbbing pole. He could see a small dap of white near the centre of the tip and he
smiled to himself. He took Noah’s hand and brought it up, letting the back
of it brush up against his legs, feeling the tiny hairs he had shift and
bristle to the sudden touch. Then he turned to look once more at Noah’s
face, seeing his eyes transfixed on his own hand as it moved up Dakota’s
leg.
Slowly he let it come up, holding it firmly but not too tightly, waiting for Noah’s own
desire and curiosity to take hold as he let the hand move upwards, his own
breathing becoming anxious as the hand crept upwards, coming closer to the
fiery centre of his groin. He felt his legs tremble to Noah’s touch, felt
the fires inside beginning to dance and thicken, growing hotter with each
passing second, with each strand of hair that was brushed by.
Noah’s breathing was coming in short gasps, as he felt the warm smooth flesh of Dakota’s
legs and yet his eyes couldn’t watch, they were too mesmerized by the
moving bulge of Dakota’s groin. It looked so big to his eyes, scaring him
that what was inside was too huge, too big and yet he wanted it, the ache in
his body only grew more intense as his hand moved up the warm leg, feeling
the power of the boy who had captured his heart, or so he thought. He was
scared, unsure what to do and wishing he knew what to do, what would please
Dakota, would show Dakota that he really wanted him and yet all he could do
was let Dakota’s hand guide his.
He could feel his tongue licking his parched lips as his eyes bulged open wider as his hand
felt the warmth coming from above. His fingers tingled and his hand throbbed
a little as slowly Dakota guided his hand further upwards. He struggled with
the racing thoughts of his mind, wondering if he should just move his whole
hand to that thick pulsing bulge or wait for Dakota to bring it there and
before he could decide he suddenly felt the hot fiery material of Dakota’s
shorts. It was almost as if they were on fire, and he felt his hand jerk
backwards, frightened by the intense heat and yet the hand holding his held
him firm, keeping it in place and now he couldn’t hold back any longer.
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