Glory Depraved

The feeling as the tip of your tongue, navigates up along my shaft.

Relaxes me, takes me to a plane, as your lubed finger invades my arse.

The warmth of your mouth enveloping, my soft penis’ head.

Draws sighs of pure ecstasy, as I’m swallowed, you’re duly fed.

Consuming lust, eating all, that this captive boy can give.

Massaging out from prostate perversion, I finally crack, I live.Β 

Shuddering as lips clamp tight, I fire the seed you crave.

Out of body, I float above, to witness our glory depraved.

 

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