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Gay Book 'The Locker'
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hard if not harder than the physical ache of his throbbing cock. He felt it stiffen, felt it
grow harder than it had for a long time and yet, as he turned, he felt like
it would only end what was beginning, not further it, but end it.
Noah felt the twisting body getting closer to his own, the dull throbbing ache in his groin
became sharper with each deep breath that he took and he wondered what it
would be like to feel Dakota buried deep into his body or what it would feel
like for him to be buried deep into Dakota’s warm supple body? So many
questions and so many new feelings he wasn’t sure if he could measure up.
The idea of being someone special, of being thought of as someone worthy of
love was new to him. He hadn’t ever thought about himself that way, he had
hoped sure but never really believed it could happen and sure as hell not
with someone like Dakota. The way he felt to his touch, the way his breath
just seemed to invade every pore of his insides, all of it was something he
hadn’t even had the courage to dream about. This was unreal to him as he
felt the wet hot cock head hit his upper leg. He knew it was Dakota’s cock
and he felt the panic rising inside, felt the fear coming forward once more
and he stopped for a brief second, not even that, but in that instant he
could hear the pain in Dakota’s voice, hear him speak about not wanting to
hurt him and the fear suddenly vanished, replaced by a sudden desire to know
more about the boy in his arms.
His body shook as he pushed himself even closer, forcing Dakota’s long thick cock to slide
down and wedge itself just under his once again full balls. He felt the hot
thick pole sliding past them, the sticky pre cum coating the bottom of his
sac, and he sighed, feeling like, well like this was something so much more
than what he had ever thought sex could be. It was different in that this
time he didn’t even think about what it would be like to be with someone,
instead it was more of wondering what it would be like in ten or twenty
years when he and Dakota made love, as if he knew in some dark secret place
of his soul that Dakota would be his forever, and he his. The warmth grew
hotter and yet at the same time it cooled him, easing the panic of feeling
that long thick pole rubbing between his legs, driving him crazy and he knew
that when it finally did enter his body it would be a sensation that he
would never want to end, not now, not then, not ever.
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