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Gay Book 'The Locker'
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as their mouths joined in an embrace that blocked all else from their thoughts. Dakota had no
idea how long he kissed Noah, all he knew was that he felt so alive, so
excited that time no longer was a care, that life even was no longer a chore
to him, because he knew that his soul had finally found what it had yearned
for, had desired.
They finally broke apart, both of them heaving from the sudden force of their embrace and yet
still Dakota kept his arms loosely around Noah’s waist, holding him close
as they drank in the sweet evening air. Both of them stared into each
other’s eyes, the glistening wetness of their tears only making their eyes
sparkle even brighter, become even more desirable.
The hot breath of the setting sun shone on them both, their flesh glistening as it basked in
the rays and Dakota could feel the passion inside, feel it rising upwards as
he reached into the truck bed, grabbing Noah’s backpack and handing it to
him, knowing that inside was all they would need for now. His eyes looked
deep into Noah’s, and with his hand in Noah’s own hand they slowly
walked to the front of the truck, where Dakota pulled an old faded blanket
out from behind the front seat and then together, they slowly walked further
into the small grove of trees. The sun shone between the branches, shadows
of gold played among the deep rich green of the leaves and the dark brown of
the branches as the two young men walked hand in hand towards a huge redwood
tree.
The tree towered above all the other trees in the grove, and it had been given a special spot
among them all, nothing but rich green grass grew around the base of the
huge tree and the sun managed to find holes among its green canopy to shine
down upon the green carpet that lay before them. Dakota placed the blanket
down next to the huge trunk of the tree and then he turned to stare once
more into Noah’s face, to once more gaze into the two shining stars that
were Noah’s eyes. He could feel the desire reaching for him, the passion
that Noah held for him was like a thick branch reaching out towards him as
he undid the button on his pants, shaking his boots off at the same time,
hearing Noah’s own shoes falling free from Noah’s feet.
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