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© April, 2001
Chris Carr
Lie with him, across my smoldering bed, naked
Gaze at him and behold his unblemished beauty
His silky soft, supple brown skin
Smell him, the scent of his stimulated body intoxicating
Sinister smile, dancing eyes
Caress his curly hair, run my
fingers through his locks
My hand upon his sensuous breast, his nipple erects, sensitive to my touch
A tiny gasp as my flicking tongue grazes that tender bud
Gingerly I lap, each lick sending ripples down his writhing spine
My name he softly calls as I draw it into my
mouth and swirl my tongue around that nub
Toes curling, it is almost too intense to endure
A nipple wet with my desire, it is left to face the cool breeze, erotically blowing from the southern winds
Skin smooth and erotic to the touch, it glides beneath my hand
Feel him, fondle him, caress
His redolent arm pits, wet with anticipation
Lie atop me, my bed sweltering, naked
Let me sense his anxious body, lain across mine
His muscled back
His broad shoulders
His tender neck, his silken hair
His legs astride mine
The sole of his wiggling foot
Surprised jerk as I part his cheeks with my probing finger
Moist crack
Tight socket
Lie beneath me, my bed afire, naked
A kiss on his sweet mouth, his soft breath expelling excitedly
Questioning eyes, sensory
overload
A confused resistance, my tongue snaking into his mouth
Hands about my head, insistently attempting to push me away
A small struggle until he’s subdued, my tongue deep within his warm cavern
Hands splayed across the glowing sheets in surrender
A whimper escaping
Against me he eagerly presses, his groin writhing ‘neath mine
Mouth spread wide now, our tongues duel
His hands return to caress
His legs to entwine
Teacher, student, the greatest taboo
Mischievous eyes upon mine, during study period
Playful banter, after class, my mind curious
Youthful grin, distracting
I hopelessly felt the draw
Another day to gaze upon his comely face, I remind myself, the risk is great
Fitful nights with visions of him
My every waking thought haunted with desire
Til one evening during after school tutoring he blurted
“When it feels good, is that nasty?”
Lie beside me, his questions endless, my bed awkward, naked
Cautiously he disclosed his most
intimate practices
How he discovered, rubbing here made him feel good
The way he tirelessly stroked and prodded, sensations increasing with each manipulation
The mere mention of his routine excited him so
His throbbing stalk oozed as he spoke
“See!” he exclaimed, exasperated
Lie against me, my bed heaven, naked
Cautions thrown to the wind, rapacious appetites liberated
Touch it please, he begs, his pelvis thrust toward me
His eyes flutter as his root slips through my fingers, dripping his sweet elixir
Precious youth, teetering on the precipice
Trembling, gasping, sweating
One swirl of my tongue about his swollen head and he yelps, cascading
Swift final lashes elicit whimpers and sighs
Bucking, writhing, moaning
Thick, pungent jets of surging liquid on my tongue
Pelts, spurts, endlessly wrung from his hurtling canon
Tantalizing nectar of the gods
Lie with me, youth eternal, my bed aglow, naked
His issue expended, he collapses on the bed
Yet his erection never wanes
In proud defiance it dangles, hard between his legs
He lays exhausted but not in satiated
Drawn to its unquenchable relentlessness, I observe, amused
My hand upon its hardness, invokes a rapid response
Despite his recent discharge, it oozes in anticipation again
His hot stickiness like oil about his engorged head
Soon he is engaged, his pelvis thrusting, of its own volition
His eyes flit open and he watches, his bat swelling lewdly
His solid rigidity pleasant in my mouth
Bulging and extending as it responds to yet another round
His moans are encouraging, my desire without end
Swiftly he repositions, and in a flash I sense
his warm mouth
69, 96, my mouth to his offering, his to my growth
Heads bobbing, delight mutually exchanged
Magic wands in wet orifices, trickling, yet again
Reckless abandon, a rush to heady release
My experience to his naiveté
I dive below his quivering saber and lap
Painting his drum tight nut sack with licks of my hot tongue
Shudders, trembles, he spreads his legs wide
Shaking even harder, as I discover his tight surprise
Across his taut button, I languidly drag my tongue
He sighs and vibrates, wonder filling his eyes
Dip, dive, thrust, I lustilly sample his wears
His rod salutes graciously, standing tall and hard in response
A petition, silently submitted
Unmistakable rejoinder, language of the body clear
Lie inside me, anxious explorer prodding deep, atop my flaming bed, naked
I feel it search, its crown spreading me wide
I see his surprised expression, his length advancing further
Please, tell me why it feels so good
Thrust yet deeper and I’ll show you more
His girth stretching my aching hole broad
We both expel a whispered sigh when finally, he sinks home
Embrace me, hold me, impel me
Your body against mine, your appendage ensconced
His randy bayonet slicing me in two
I clutch him for dear life
His pivoting ass bouncing lewdly, to the rhythm of his raging hormones
Alas my angel is one with my love
He squeals, his young form quavering
His tool unloading deeply
His quest at last complete
Lie atop me
Lie inside me,
Lie, lay, lain,
Lie with me, your soul expended... surrender... naked
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