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walked, the way the tight jeans were moulded to his body and even the thin white threads from the one back pocket only added to the picture, making his hand move down and adjust his own crotch. Christ, he thought, what a horny ass I am but then as he saw Dakota disappear into the darkness of the barn, he realized that it wasn’t that he just wanted sex, though that thought certainly seemed to be popping up a lot in his mind, but that there was more to being with Dakota than that. Maybe it was love though he really wasn’t too sure what love was; all he knew was that he didn’t want to disappoint Dakota, and he waited, counting the seconds waiting for Dakota to return.

4:58 p.m.

The truck bounced along the old dirt trail and Noah could see the plume of dust it was leaving behind too as he concentrated on just staying in the seat. The truck was certainly used to hard work and the noise of the engine made it almost impossible to talk without shouting and besides, he was enjoying just watching the way Dakota drove it. His hands were constantly moving on the steering wheel, well one mostly, the other played with the stick shift in the middle, gearing up one second, then down another as he kept the old truck moving along the trail. He never realized how much work there was in just driving before, and yet as he watched Dakota’s strong hand around the stick shift, his mind kept wondering how he would feel with that very hand wrapped around his pole.

It was weird really, to be thinking like this, but he couldn’t help himself and the way the truck bounced only added to some of his wilder thoughts. He couldn’t help but feel a grin cross his face as he wondered if this would be how it would feel to have Dakota inside of him, his body constantly being forced up into the air and the image of Dakota’s big pole made him lick his lips as he felt the strange ache in his buttocks and his groin. He had to be sick to be thinking like this but as he stole another glance at Dakota, he could see the thick bulge in Dakota’s pants and he knew that Dakota was thinking about it too. Maybe they both were sick or maybe it was just that they were teenagers heading out into a wide empty field.

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