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Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Leaving the bar
Rainy streets
Down the alley
Leather chaps gleaming under a street lamp
Slammed
Bricks hard against his back
Kissing, biting hard and rough
Lust builds
They must have each other
Cocks hard confined
One by cloth
One by animal skin
Feverishly unleashed
Hips grinding against each other
Kneeling he eyes the beast momentarily
It’s eye crying with need
He sucks in the turgid flesh almost choking him
But this “boy’s” been trained well
His Daddy eyes him
Watching his boy and toying with the boy’s collar
Giving him the look
He wants it
He grabs
Turns
Bends
The boy over the hood of a car
Legs spread
Ass clad in jock
Inviting
Blood rushing
Smack
The hand print now glowing on the naked pale flesh
Licking and tracing the owners mark
He owns the boy totally
He stands
Positioning
Prepared
He plunges
Now joined together with hot flesh
Boy writhing over the hood
Impaled
He likes it
Moaning
Fucking
Like a piston
Pulling all the way out
Taking aim and shoving it all back in
Primal animal
They can’t stop until
Release
Collapsing on the boy
The rain falls
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2 comments:

  1. Greenman SeekerMarch 15, 2011 at 10:58 PM

    Okay so to clarify. The use of the word "boy" in this poem is to denote someone younger but not and actual child. I DO NOT condone nor approve of child molestation. This is about two consenting adults.

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  2. UnknownMarch 20, 2011 at 3:01 PM

    Ok - this poem is kick ass! It actually turned me on. And that is saying a lot, since I am not much of a poetry fan...

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