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Gay Book 'The Locker'
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Noah “No, nothing, never touched another, never dared actually, guess that sounds kind of
pitiful doesn’t it?”
Dakota “No, at times I am
not sure I am happy I have or that maybe I should have waited too, I mean
what with all the shit going on out there."
The silence was almost deafening in its quiet, and yet both of them needed it, as they became
lost in their own worlds of thought. Dakota could see Montana’s face
before him for a moment, feel the sudden rise of his heart and then it left
him, that empty void rearing back up for a moment. Strange how that happened
at weird times and then as he started to think about how much he missed his
older brother, he felt Noah’s hand reaching out, taking his and
interlacing his fingers with his own. He turned to see Noah looking at him,
a sort of sadness in his eyes too but the fear was gone, or at least pushed
away. The touch of his hand in Noah’s was like a calming breath of wind
blowing across him, and he felt his heart stop its shaking and he looked
back, taking comfort in the gentleness of Noah’s touch. He was right, he
had to be, that there was something very special about Noah, something that
he needed to know, to hold and to cherish.
Deep in his soul Noah could feel a strange warmth, the way it seemed to be so hot in places
and yet as he thought about it, he couldn’t quite put it into any sort of
category. It was like it was brand new for him but he had felt excited
before, had fantasized about guys before and yet here he was, sitting naked
in bed with someone who was all he could ever imagine and all he could think
of was feeling this strange warmth, this new unease. Strange thoughts about
him and Dakota came flooding into his mind and at the same time his thoughts
couldn’t quite ignore the size of Dakota’s cock. It scared him to think
of that long thick pole sliding into his butt but then he also started to
wonder just how it would feel, to be filled by that particular pole. He
didn’t know what to do really, and as he held onto Dakota’s hand, he was
certain that he could feel the same unease coming from the boy next to him.
Was Dakota scared too?
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