Trying Not To Hide

I’d sit and watch,

As you chat and smile.

I’d listen mostly,

Think to interrupt once in a while.

But I couldn’t I’d stay silent,

Enchanted by you.

Your personality,

Shining through.

Your beauty stalling me,

I’d try oh so hard.

But I know I’d fail,

End up watching you depart.

And there’s the regret,

I’d hold for all life.

Too shy to speak up,

Try as I might.

So I’m glad I didn’t see you,

In a cafe or bar.

For there I could only,

Admire from afar.

I’m glad that I met you,

Here in this web.

Where my confidence oozes,

With no sign of dread.

I’m glad that you saw me,

What I hold inside.

For without your love found,

I’d be alone, trying not to hide.

 

 

…That Night

I wish that night could have lasted forever
It was a pandemic across my body
Little death after little death

You and I in the shadows of that room
The freedom we felt, the lust we could smell
Our tongues were in a delirium

There was no ambiguity
Only pure sugar-sweet pleasure
And I had never been so high, so happy

We were each others confessor that night
My mouth and your cock
Your mouth and my pussy

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Whispering, Licking, And Loving

My hands form a wall
But I can see through
Reality divine and bete noire
The tail of my two kitties

You are like the Eiffel Tower
I can’t look away
Hard from base to tip
Monumental beauty

When desire meets reality
Am I but a jewel without its setting?
A figment time has preserved
My heart, internally bursting

As desire wettens us like a shower
Every day becomes Valentine’s Day
Your mouth and heart shaped lip
Whispering, licking, and loving

Fulfilled by Lust, by Love, and by You

My cock is hard,

My balls laden heavy.

You should be on your knees,

You should be ready.

For you’re mine to use,

My cock hungry whore.

The slut that I own,

That I love and adore.

I have such a need,

One that I must sate forthwith.

The urge to cum,

The need to give.

So get onto your knees,

Whilst I consider and choose.

Which holes I’ll fill,

Which holes I’ll use.

You’ll be happy to know,

That I’ve chosen all three.

And it could take hours,

To satisfy my needs.

My cock’s so hard,

As it fills your face.

Fucks your mouth,

Gagging disgrace.

Choking, wretching,

Sucking with greed.

Swallowing with gluttony,

My ejaculate seed.

My cock’s still hard,

Now I want your cunt.

As my fingers feel,

You’re wet with want.

I push cock in deep,

You let forth a gasp.

As I start to fuck,

I slip thumb into arse.

You shudder and cum,

As my phallus slams in.

Face flushed and red,

Split by a satisfied grin.

But now that dies,

As thumb’s substitute is cock.

Still so hard,

Bulging like rock.

It pierces your tight anus,

I see pain in pleading eyes.

They call for compassion,

Which I could choose to deny.

But I don’t, I’m gentle,

My mission’s not pain.

My mission is self pleasure,

And to give it the same.

So easily I glide,

Guided by your lead.

Easing to a pace,

That gives both our needs.

Gentle sodomy,

Loving mortal sin.

Leads to a crescendo,

As you cum, I give in,

Both reaching heaven,

With a ticket for hell’s gate,

Both fall fulfilled,

Lust fed, now abates.

And love moves in,

To cossett, to take hold.

To envelop our embrace,

Into warmth we now fold.

My cock was hard,

It was fit to burst through.

Now it lies satisfied,

Fulfilled by lust, by love, and by you.