Obey You

I will obey
Every urge I feel
Towards you, I do bend
Off the horizon
Deeper behind
That’s where my need resides
It’s you that flows now
Not blood, sweat, or tears
It’s you circulating within
It’s you that seeps, creeps
You’re all I see, feel, and believe
Deeper behind
Off the horizon
Beyond the frame of our flesh
Behind the mirror of our love
I’ve become your beauty
And you have become my beast
Deeper than deep
To the edge, again
To the edge, always
Pleasure our horizon

I gift my love

I watch the salival drop,

Ooze down from your reddened lips.

The eroticism is palpable,

As onto my glans it drips .

Your hand rises along grasped shaft,

And swirls over newly wetted head.

My god you know what I like,

 My body saying what’s unsaid.

You take me into you warm wet mouth,

I shake, along with your tongue’s tease.

And as your head bobs up and down,

I gift my love, my seed.

Worship

Fall to your knees, worship me,

Take my mortal manhood into devoting mouth.

Show me what your religion is,

How you practice avidly, just how fervently devout.

Look into my eyes and see your Lord,

See how benevolent and giving he can be.

Work for his offering, swallow it down,

Feel it bringing you inner peace.

For on this day, I bring you love,

And that’s all I’ll ever preach.

Our religion, each ourselves,

Heaven within our grasp, our reach.

Unchained

I soil my shorts,

Precum mess for you.

Can’t wait to get home,

I’ll tell what I’ll do.

I’ll look at your pictures,

Last night’s latex in black.

I’ll pull out my cock,

Pull the foreskin back.

My glands glisten,

Fluid lubricant leaked.

My phallus throbbing,

As now I beat.

Whispering thoughts,

MY little pervert whore.

Fucking with her dildo,

Filling cunt and more.

Then it happens,

As I vigorously wank.

I fire cum over my torso,

It’s you who I thank.

For our lust is shared,

You and I.

A perverted pair,

We could never deny.

So, now we share,

Our masturbatory play.

Until we next meet,

And let loose, unchained.

Spreadsheet

Working on a spreadsheet?

Or spread working on a sheet?

Churning numbers in cells small,

Or filling your boxes up to my balls.

Close the screen you work too much,

Come play with Daddy, come play and Fuck.

Audit me, my length, check it’s value.

Extract the sum, let me cum inside you.

Microsoft? No! Macro fucking hard,

Come on working girl work me with your arse.