The Locker
Coming of Age Story
by Ian Kovnats
ISBN #1-894952-34-0
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Noah “Even if all that might be is a kiss or a hug, or just sitting holding hands? You are
okay with that?”
Dakota saw Noah turn to look down at him and he saw the fear in his face as well as the
doubts. It was strange but he could sense what was troubling him, what was really
bothering him and he sighed, seeing also how Montana had looked when he had reached out
and touched him, letting his finger run along Montana’s quivering lips, the way his
heart had shuddered at the first real human touch and he knew that sex wasn’t what
Montana had wanted or needed, that what Montana had needed was just that simple touch,
that simple gesture was all that mattered.
Looking at Noah he knew that as much as he desired to be a part of Noah, to experience all of
his body, to taste it, to feel it, he wanted that other touch more. He wanted to feel
Noah’s heart beat next to his every second that he took a breath, and he knew that he
could have that just by a touch, just by a closeness.
Dakota “Sometimes, when it really counts, just a look is enough Noah, if two people really
care about each other. I know that is how I feel about you.”
He could see that it was true too, the way Dakota’s eyes looked right into his, past his
eyes to reach deep down into his soul. He felt the touch of Dakota’s desire reaching for
him, knowing that all he had to do was stand there, that it was all Dakota needed but he
wanted more, he needed more.
Noah “I want to make love to you but I am afraid.”
Dakota “I know.”
Noah “No, it isn’t that, not the AIDS stuff…”
Night Prowler
Copyright © 2001
Gay Mystery Story
by Ian Kovnats
ISBN #1-894952-37-5
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