BLOWN

He wanted me

to go to his place...

He followed

He swallowed

I straddled his face...

He stroked

& he licked

& he sucked

while I thrusted...

His mouth was amazing -

My cock soon erupted...

He stroked himself off

& soon we were covered -

We took a moment

while we spoke

& recovered...

But the moment was over -

And daylight approached us...

That daymare was haunted

& that moment ghosted us...

For encounters remain like tears

on eye lashes...

As all men turn to dust

& all love turns to ashes.

© DECEMBER 16, 2001 By Jason Wright

- For Doug -