Boy Show

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Dripping runny sticky goo
Pulsing organ emptied fast
Tangy blast between us two
Melted ice cream on fingers cast

Air alive with smoldering parts
Nitrates ooze down bent delight
Glistening in low light heaving ho
I lick my lips for one last bite

Teeth scrape the drooling sheen
Basking tongue for cherry cream
Tweak the nob for dollup's sup
As open the half moon's window beam

Tartful crease jumps in spasm
Eyes too close - mouth open wide
Handful push, bite hairy hole
Tongue to swab the tender pride

Lazarus goads the dawning rod
As flick and lick and trick I go
Hand and knees scrape the floor
Stroke the stick and fury blow

Jet streams paint their Pollock spew
On chest, on cheeks and lips who know
The spotlight craves a second round
My mouth held wide for better show

Eyes look on from darkened seats
As fingers churn their sodden laps
Boy to boy pant reddened mouths
Fine nailed hands rain thunderous claps

Looking blithe we kiss one last
A lingering, smoldering, whimpering press
Sweaty, sticky our bodies grind
Giving the audience more than less

Arise as one now hip to hip
We bow and gather our winnings here
Curtains close to showers we go
"Encore!" rings the women's cheer

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tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
THE CHEERS SUBSIDE

and the Witches Scene take pride. TK U MLJ LV NV

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