
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 -