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Gay Book 'The Locker'
Copyright © 2004 • All Rights
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He had taken each rung carefully, feeling Dakota right below him with each step, Dakota’s
upper body resting lightly against his own shaking lower body. In some ways
it was rather exciting too, which helped to contain his fear enough so that
he could make the climb. Noah came up onto a rather firm wooden platform and
as he crawled onto it, waiting for Dakota to join him, he looked around
seeing a well laid out hide away.
Near the trunk was a large box, a small Styrofoam cooler and three rolled up old army
sleeping bags. There also was a large metal plate with the stub of a candle
dead centre and as he looked out, he could see the house they had come from,
the warm lights showing the way back and as he turned around, he saw the
endless sky open up before him. At the edge of the platform was a small
telescope and it was aimed high up into the heavens.
They really hadn’t spoken much, Dakota lost in his own thoughts or so it seemed to Noah,
and he was grateful in a way too, after all how did you tell the guy you
loved that his mother wanted to make sure you used condoms? He didn’t
quite understand why the whole family seemed so concerned about condoms,
first Dakota when he came over that night, now his mother; but he shrugged
it off, after all it did make sense, still, the idea of feeling Dakota
inside him, his bare pole running in and out against his insides did have a
certain appeal to him, if he could just get past its size.
Noah could still feel a sort of dull ache in his butt and
sometimes, as he walked or especially when he was climbing those rungs, he
felt a strange tenderness inside, a sort of dull throb and part of it was
from Dakota, but he also thought that part of it was that he still wanted
it, still wanted to feel Dakota deep inside of him. He couldn’t quite
explain it, because he could remember that tearing pain still and it was
like his body was fighting, part wanting Dakota inside the other part not
wanting the pain that came with it. Maybe there was another way? Maybe there
was a different position or something, least Dakota made it seem like there
was, which at least gave him some hope. Only trouble was, what if he
couldn’t take it? No matter how or which way Dakota tried, what if he just
couldn’t handle the pain, would that end it for them? Would Dakota

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