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Gay Book 'The Locker'
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His body grew a bit cold as he wished he could talk to Montana now, wished he could feel him
next to him as they used to, when they could spend an entire night nestled
close together just talking about stuff. He missed that the most, the
closeness they shared, and as he had grown older it hadn’t been sex
anymore, they just would lie next to each other, talking about their life,
about their friends, about mom and dad, all of that stuff that made them
feel each other’s soul. Only that one time had they had sex, but it
hadn’t felt like sex, it had such a strange feeling to it, and he missed
it, knowing he could never have quite that feeling again. He wished he could
have something like it though, and at first glance at Noah something had
awakened inside of him, something had cried out urging him to throw caution
aside.
Now here he was, unsure if he had been right, if the voices inside were real even, but he had
that same tingling, that same sort of unreal sensation that this was
supposed to be this way, that he was still just learning about the stuff he
needed to know. His eyes moved down to see his huge thick cock pushing the
sheets up and he wondered why he had such a large cock. It had even
frightened the few girls he had been with, well all but one. She had almost
died with envy, hell even when they broke up she had wanted to know if he
would at least still screw her. Man she was sick but in a way it was
flattering. Then there was Noah, the way his eyes had looked, the fear that
he had, made him wish he hadn’t been so well gifted, if you could call it
that.
He knew that it would hurt, that it would maybe even make Noah cry if he wasn’t careful,
and yet, somehow he knew that Noah really did want him to do it, to feel it
and as much as Noah wanted that, so did he too. There had been times, not
many, when he had taken one look and knew he wanted no part of the guy, not
because he was huge or anything, he just didn’t want to know the guy that
way, yet with Noah he wanted to know all of him, to feel being inside him as
well as having him inside his own body. Everything about Noah was confusing
to him, was making him think more than he wanted to, and yet that tingle, it
kept gnawing at him as if it was something he had to face, had to find out
and he turned to look at Noah, and saw his eyes were open, staring up at
him.
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