In Dakota's life, he was ordinary. He also looked ordinary. He was a good employee, loved by his family, and had a girlfriend. After a terrible misunderstanding, his girlfriend suddenly breaks up with him, his job goes up in smoke, and now his fathe...
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4 Days Later
Through slightly opened curtains, the morning sun shone through. On the bed next to the window lay Dakota and Freya. As both of their eyes were shut, Freya held Dakota close in her arms. A peaceful scene was interrupted.
After a spark of pain shot through Dakota, he awoke immediately. Instinctively, Dakota shot his hand over his mouth.
'Dammit!'
Dakota gently but quickly removes himself from Freya. Due to the fact that she knew he sometimes used the restroom at night, she didn't hold him in a death grip. The tingling and pain worsen as he enters the bathroom and closes the door slowly behind him. Dakota glances into the mirror.
His face was flushed, and his hair was wild. He looked insane and he was also sweating profusely. He knew it wasn't his heat. These symptoms had been happening for the past 4 days. He was wracked with pain, tingling, and excruciating heat all over his body.
Freya was thankfully helping his mother when it first happened, so he was in his room alone. It was so painful that he cried and wanted to scream for Freya so badly.
Finally, he discovered a way to help...
Dakota takes off his pajama pants, exposing his erect member through his underwear. He lets out a shaky breath as he takes off his underwear. He was going to throw it aside but something catches his attention. There was fluid on the backside? 'What's that?'
He wasn't leaking from his cock, so what was the fluid on his underwear? Wanting to know answers, Dakota closes his eyes— and reaches back.
He moves along his ass cheek, spreading it and going further down. He accidentally grazes his twitch hole and moans, "Mhn!"
It was so sensitive, he and Freya hadn't had sex in a while. But that wasn't the issue at the moment. His hole was wet, as if Freya's semen was leaking from him.
Dakota's face was flushed at the image. He taps it, this time feeling liquid come from his hole! His heart drops and he snatches his hand back. He looks down at the sticky fluid between his fingers. 'What the hell is this stuff, why is it coming out of there?" His blush worsens looking at the stuff.
Even at a distance, he could tell the fluid had a smell. It smelled very sweet, which only made him more confused. This hadn't happened before, so that could only mean, 'The heats getting closer and closer.'
Dakota didn't have time to think about the inevitable though. He had to calm his issue down and return before Freya got up.
He reaches out and begins to softly stroke his aching dick. He felt relieved finally touching himself. It was nothing like Freya's touch but it was enough.
Dakota knew he was being such a bad boy. He needed her permission first— but he just couldn't bring himself to tell her what was happening. He was still stuck on whether he should to come clean.
