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Dakota’s voice was filled with pain and yet Noah could feel the desire and passion in it too. Each word struck him hard deep inside as he felt the night wind blowing across his wet fingers as he stared down towards Dakota. He saw the pleading look in his rich brown eyes, saw the reflection of his desire deep within those eyes and he felt his own body growing harder, felt the hard thickness of his own penis become even more taut, more aroused as he placed his hand down between Dakota’s spread apart legs. He let his two fingers find the deep valley of love between Dakota’s cheeks and he slowly moved the fingers down until they suddenly stopped, resting on a hot warm hole that quivered to Noah’s touch. His eyes glanced once more at Dakota and as their eyes locked he pushed inwards, his two fingers suddenly digging into the warm wet canal of love, pushing aside the brief feeble protest of the sphincter muscle.

He felt the muscles inside of Dakota eagerly grip at his two fingers that pushed inwards quickly, digging in deep and he turned the two fingers first one way and then another as he saw the shock on Dakota’s face being replaced by a strange look of pure rapture. Noah watched as Dakota’s eyes glazed over briefly and then flared outwards, the deep desire within suddenly leaping forward, demanding more and demanding it now. His body quivered as he pressed his hand in hard, turning the two fingers and then just as quickly as he had inserted them, he pulled them out, feeling the sudden coldness as he began to move his slender body in closer. He felt his hands now pushing Dakota’s legs further apart as he sidled his crotch closer, his own hard throbbing pole aching now, urging him in closer.

Noah wasn’t sure what to do but something seemed to be guiding him as he grabbed hold of his throbbing pole, and his head came up to look down towards Dakota. He saw him biting his lip and he saw the eyes staring upwards, sweat pouring from his body as he became rock hard still. There wasn’t a whisper of a shake or a tremor as Dakota held his body perfectly rigid and Noah glanced down at his trembling hand. He could feel the heat from his penis burning the palm of his hand and he saw the spread apart legs, saw the soft pink-white colour of the inside of Dakota’s cheeks. It was almost like watching himself he thought as he leaned in, pushing the edge of his penis forward until it touched the warm moist cheeks.

 

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