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and even though he had failed to give Dakota the sex, the guy still was fighting for him,
still wanted him. Noah knew he had disappointed Dakota by not being able to take it, by
whimping out and yet, did he really know that? Staring at Dakota, seeing the pain in his face as he had said the words, as he had thought
that all Noah had wanted from him was sex showed him that maybe his own fears were wrong,
that maybe all of his concern over trying to please Dakota was just his imagination of
what Dakota had wanted? Could it really be that Dakota did want more than just a fuck boy?
Did he want to be more than that to Dakota? Noah “No, I mean, in one way it is. To think of losing my virginity to a guy like you, fuck
that’s a dream come true; but I want more than that too, so no it isn’t about the sex.
It’s like, I don’t know, when I look at you, touch you, it is like I am real and not
some stupid fag, some geek that everyone picks on, it is like, well, like I matter…” Dakota “Now you know why what Montana and I did wasn’t sex, it was love, least what I
think love is. He made me feel special Noah, he made me feel like I wasn’t just some
fag, some slime. He made me realize that who I was was special to him, at least I had
that, can’t you see? I couldn’t let him die without showing him the same love, letting
him know that he had made a difference, that he too wasn’t just a dumb fag, that he was
special.” Noah “But you risked your life, you could… I mean…” Dakota “I’d have done it bareback if he would have asked, he was the only one who ever
really loved me Noah, least he was until… I mean, well…” Noah “Until what?”
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