Gay Book 'The Locker'
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Noah couldn’t stop from staring at the huge cock that stood out from Dakota’s body, nor
could he deny the terrible ache that began to throb within his own body as
his desire to have that in him grew more strident, more determined. His hand
moved down the thin treasure trail lightly, just the tip of his fingers
touching the soft fine hairs until they came to the base of the throbbing
pole that he stared at. He could see the large glowing orb of pre cum that
rested among the centre of the huge purple reddish cock head and his heart
skipped a beat or two or even three perhaps as he hesitated for a brief
second, and then he quelled the fear inside and let his finger move along
the hard solid skin of the shaft.
Dakota felt his lungs sucking in the air as he stood there, tense and amazed at how much he
felt, at how strong the desire was inside of him to let Noah touch him this
way. He could feel the urges growing and he struggled to keep control, to
deny his body its strident plea for release as he felt the soft gentle touch
of Noah’s finger along his throbbing cock. It ached and throbbed harder
with each passing touch, and he could feel himself losing his control over
his body as finally Noah’s finger reached the cock head. It rested around
the cap for a second or two, a second or two of pure sweet delicious agony
for Dakota, and then it moved away as Noah’s head came up and stared
deeply into Dakota’s tortured face.
He had felt the love or at least he had felt something deep and moving that had invaded every
fibre of his body when his finger had rested on the hot throbbing cock and
it scared him in one sense and amazed him in another and yet there was even
a strange third feeling, one of wild abandon and lust that seemed to cry out
to him, to urge him to reach out and push Dakota to his back and ride that
hot menacing looking pole but his fear was still too great. His face looked
up as he saw the desire written all over Dakota’s face and he prayed
silently for the courage to let Dakota love him.
His backpack was resting against the huge tree trunk and Noah
sat down on the blanket, reaching instantly inside to pull out the first box
he could get his fingers on. He tore open the cardboard and took out a slim
plastic package and then he looked up at Dakota. His eyes spoke his desire
as he held the thin condom upwards, stretching his hand up as he moved his
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