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My tongue is heated
My tongue is heated
and my brain burns purple
by a need for lust
for sweaty ballsacks
and fragrant pucker holes
I want the ripeness
of young and old men
in my gray goatee
but this is not enough
my throat too calls out
for you and my ass
for one for all
bind me blind fold me
fill me with cum
and golden piss
that I may be transfigured.
TimefireRex
My tongue is heated
and my brain burns purple
by a need for lust
for sweaty ballsacks
and fragrant pucker holes
I want the ripeness
of young and old men
in my gray goatee
but this is not enough
my throat too calls out
for you and my ass
for one for all
bind me blind fold me
fill me with cum
and golden piss
that I may be transfigured.
TimefireRex
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Re: My tongue is heated
Mon, April 25, 2011 - 10:53 AMThe Darkness of your Shadow calls for Caress
How shall I speak of your light
or the molecules of your being
or the darkness of your shadow
that calls for caress?
I am drawn to you figure of hero,
figure of bear berserker
hairy were-wolf
old man wizard
King on your throne
I a slave in your dungeon
servant of pleasure, master for your command.
I, a changeling
follower of Pan
on sheets of white
among bills of green
and petals of roses
let us flower and deflower
one another
with bearded manly kisses
and Marine core gruntings.
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Re: My tongue is heated
Mon, April 25, 2011 - 12:42 PMNow in this Greyness
Now in this Greyness
am I bound and gagged
am i shaved and naked
shivering
collared a slave
with a ball-gag and a butt-plug
not in light, not in dark
hanging waiting
with expectations
for the unknown
no forwards, no backwards
non- mobile
ready for urine
ready for man cum
flesh burning
into grey ashes of lust.
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Re: My tongue is heated
Mon, April 25, 2011 - 12:45 PMDeeper
Is there Deep?
i submit!
From my atoms craving
calls
From my strings
these attachments of desire
I project fantasies outward
like a film onto a screen
who has popcorn and butter?
I remember once a lover
in a theater stuck his cock into the box
quite the handful.
Is it too Vanilla to want deeper?
Is it too Whatever to want something that lasts?
perhaps this is where ropes, collars, hoods
give the brief sensation
of being owned if not cared for
just another entry in the blog
for introspection.
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Re: My tongue is heated
Mon, April 25, 2011 - 12:58 PMWhite Lava I call you! Golden Shower I invoke!
Can you feel it?
perhaps it is the rut of spring
Come like a fissure
in the earth
Out from which new things crawl
White lava I call you!
Golden Shower I invoke!
My flesh bound with ropes
quivers under imaginations lash
I have unzipped my Silkie fur
and am naked and wet
Run your hands over me
I am no longer young
but a ruin of a well spent youth
feel all the nights of pizza
and bar smoke
hear the juke box
or the speakers from the empty dancefloor
too long in shadows cloak
they have dwelt.
Now they crawl forth seeking a bathhouse
the fever of the steam room
beckons them to abandon
their towels.
So I too abandon my towel.
TimefireRex
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