Gay Book 'The Locker'
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Dakota “Yeah, since I first saw you walking down the hall towards the locker.”
Noah “Wow, that’s scary!”
Dakota “Scary? How?”
Noah “Cause it’s, well, it’s how I felt when I saw you leaning against Rusty’s
locker, kind of like, well kind of like you were someone I had been looking
for for a long time and then suddenly, there you were, waiting.”
Dakota reached out and let the back of his hand run down Noah’s cheek, feeling the soft
peach fuzz by the ear and he smiled, knowing his wasn’t much thicker yet
either and then he felt the emptiness inside, the sense of loss that would
just come up and hit him unexpectedly. The tears welled up in his eyes as he
struggled with the emotions running inside, the emptiness on one hand, the
promise of fulfillment on the other. His body ached and not just from the
desire he had for Noah but also from the pain of his loss.
Noah moved up to rest level with Dakota, his body pressed inwards a little and he could feel
the warmth from Dakota’s body and somehow he knew it just felt right, that
this was what he had always been wanting and now this was his chance. He
could feel the fear inside too, the fear of not knowing how to get what he
wanted, or maybe better, how to show Dakota that it was what he wanted. He
had almost blown it last night, and he still didn’t quite understand why
Dakota was so insistent on condoms, that was for those who did a lot, and
Dakota said he hadn’t been with lots, and he sure hadn’t been with
anyone. Still, in a way it was kind of nice, the idea that someone cared
enough.
His eyes kept glancing down, towards the lower part of the bed
and he could see the sheets making a sort of tent shape around Dakota’s
groin and he knew why, he still couldn’t
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