The harsh sound of Dakota struggling to breath mingled with his own exhausted huffs for air
as his body could no longer move, the pain replaced by the dull throb of exhaustion as he felt
himself falling forward, his body no longer able to support itself upright as the thick
throbbing pole continued to jerk from side to side, as it continued to explode its milk that now
thickened and stretched the plastic sheath all around it. Noah could feel the thick streams as
they rolled down the throbbing pole, feel the hot milky cream turning to steam as it rolled
against the sizzling flesh that burned inside of him. His mouth was open and his tongue felt
parched and dry as his body finally rested on top of the heaving molten flesh of Dakota’s
chest. The huge cock no longer buried deep into his body, a vast emptiness now filling his mind
as he tried to move, to get his own exhausted body off the heaving chest, desperate for air as
he tried to put into thoughts what had just happened to him.
The warm night air continued to gently blow across the two heaving bodies and the birds that
had been frightened off slowly returned, once more to nestle in the trees and brush as the wild
sounds of passion no longer scared them, no longer pierced the calm quiet of the night. The
stars high up in the heavens continued to twinkle and shine down upon the sweat glistening flesh
of the two boys as the only sound now that could be heard was that of their bodies slowly trying
to recover, slowly trying to regain a state of composure.
The echo of his heart’s thundering noise still danced in his ears and in his mind as he lay
there, his body consumed by the wild gyrations still even though they had long since stopped. He
couldn’t believe how he could still feel every second- no, every millisecond of that time when
he was buried deep into Noah’s twisting and turning body. His mind still reeled from the site
of Noah’s head rolling around on his shoulders, the eyes blazing in a sort of wild colour of
blue with white that seemed to leap out every other heart beat. It was still amazing to him as
he felt his chest still heaving, still struggling for air even though the time had long since
past that he needed every breath, every molecule of oxygen and yet still he could barely control
his breathing.
He had given up trying to speak, to even move really as
