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pole into his mouth he could feel nothing but a strange urgent cry for more, a strange demand from his own soul to take the huge throbbing cock deep down into his throat so all of his body could enjoy the taste and feel of it. He shook as he choked back a strange swirling gagging sound and his eyes closed as his heart willed him on, forced him on to the strong steady sound of its beat. His legs grew numb as he lowered his head more, feeling the hard thick flesh sliding slowly into his mouth, forcing his jaw open even wider, making it ache with a dull throbbing pain and yet he refused to stop, refused to deny further entry of this pulsing organ.

He felt the press of his balls up into his cock root, felt the hard press grow even harder as he tried to hold back, desperate to let Noah take what he could, but each movement, each inch that slowly entered the waiting mouth, only drove him wilder, only made him ache harder as his body was lost to his own control. He was under a spell as his mind saw so many images flash past that he couldn’t recognize any of them. He felt the tightening hold of Noah’s lips, felt the iron grip of Noah’s hands deep into his thighs and yet now he could see it all, see the hesitant way Noah had come down the hallway that first day, saw the way Noah had looked the first time Dakota had revealed his body to him, saw the way Noah’s jeans slowly became stained as he stood in Dakota’s presence, all of it came to him clearly now as his hands beat the wood, his body shaking and squirming to the slow steady pressure of Noah’s mouth over his penis.

His eyes saw the terror in Noah’s face when he had undressed, saw the desire even though his fear was trying to hide it and as his vision continued to be inundated by these images, he felt the first tentative lick of Noah’s tongue, the crushed tongue finally trying to add to the moment. His body arched upwards and he felt his cock slide in a few inches more, felt Noah’s throat now touching the tip of his cock head and it was that touch that made him cry out again. It was becoming too much, he knew it, knew that he wouldn’t be able to last, not this way and his hands flayed outwards, banging onto the wooden floor when one finger tapped against a small plastic package.

The feel of the slippery plastic against his outstretched

 

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