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Lies

We all say things that we wish we could take back.

We all stretch the truth from time to time I should know,  I have committed this crime. Though you point your finger at me and declare You liar! You fake! How could you dare? I wonder if you have ever, been in my shoes, Where you were forced,  Yes, made to choose Between living the lie and keeping things nice, Continuing to lie  With blood that’s like ice. Or telling the truth and...Read On

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Bitter-suite

Revenge is sweet - perhaps even sweeter for a ghost

I die; I rise, a different shade All colour bleached, all flesh decayed All mem'ries wiped and yet I hear A voice I know was once held dear * I drift through smoke and subtle light All hunger, thirst, all day and night To find the feast my soul demands The succour stolen from my hands * As in a dream I see him strain  Face twisted, body wracked with pain And his...Read On

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Body Language

Day and night, desire rules

The way your fingers hold my cock Shows me your mood more than your eyes. The way my fingers caress your collar’s lock Brings out your smiles, your softened sighs. So tightly linked we are, night and day, That words just seem to fade away. As indigo dusk encloaks the sky We are moonlight, you and I. At dawn, as sunlight fills our bower, And you stir from drowsy pose, We spend some...Read On

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lost without you

I heard them say your not good enough for me Prevented me from seeing you I miss you more than the day before I feel my heart beating faster I miss the feel of your lips on my skin Can't they feel the love we share Can't they see it in our eyes I would give up everything to see a glimpse of your face Your the sun to my life Your the cure to my broken soul I'm afraid of what...Read On

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Squirting

Just a bit of fun.

Oh woe is me, I wonder why My little pussy is so dry? Could it be while on the cam I squirted like the Hoover Dam? And that excited my old boy Who encouraged me to use a toy. Then on the coffee table I went Bum up with my knees well bent. His cock was hard and slid right in. It made me squirt and squirt again. The juices falling on the floor Were certainly a bit of a bore. ...Read On

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101 Words for Roses

Lips Swollen and bruised Muscular tongue filling my ass While fingers stroke between my thighs Tangled together A trio What are the odds of coming together like this And coming Together Like this Rose petals so wet Dew clinging to soft pink edges Slowly dripping Lemons and… I’m blushing Thinking about the coming morning Yours not mine My belly full of love ...Read On

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A Better Toy

I once fell in love with a toy. The use of which gave me such joy. But the batteries died, And after I cried, I went out and got a real boy. The boy has a wonderful cock. With it, my world he does rock! He gives me such pleasure. His cock I do treasure. And now I just fuck him non-stop!...Read On

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Faith In Love

I'll fall in love again

Broken hearts and open wounds are my reward for love. Holding hands and treasured memories, Causes my heart to soar like a dove. When I am thinking of you, and thinking of me, I know my love was true. But you went new places and saw new faces, And you wanted someone new. So I'll bandage my heart and be on my way, Shedding a tear for the past. It's time to move on...Read On

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Sonnet on a Hand-Job in a Pub Garden

Stroking his cock outdoors

Inhibitions lost from too much beer, I stroke my boyfriend’s cock beneath the table. Pull down his zip and grip the swelling spear, Tug it and squeeze, as hard as I am able. In minutes it is stiff, eight inches long, Hot in my hand and throbbing fit to bust. Although I know that what I do is wrong I can’t resist the thrill of carnal lust. Now pumping hard to bring him to the boil...Read On

Comp Entry

Click, Click, Click

Waiting for the photos to be exposed

Click, click, click. Through the camera lens he watches, as the clicking flicks by, endless photos taken. A smile on her lips, full and lush, the promises that wait is bound to be oh so sweet. Her naked body exposed to him; his erection pushing against his jeans at the sight of her. Can anyone blame him? Look at her! She’s young, tender, pure and waiting for him. Click,...Read On

10

Heart

A man discovers himself

Hidden in the darkness, Protected by a shell.  The seed that was my heart,  Was wallowing in hell. He could never blossom, In the place where darkness reigns.  No sun could reach his outer.  No strength could break his chains. Women laughed and pointed,  At his foolish, fallen pride.  They jeered at him and spat,  Because to them he often lied. His fate was well deserved. I am not...Read On

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You've changed

Surrounded by walls of fire Trapping me until I break You're playing tricks with my mind Making me see things Haunting me in my dreams Is my love for you real? Or am I imagining? Messing with my emotions Only for your entertainment My body wants to love you But my heart wants to kick you down Constant fight within myself You're not the man that I thought I knew ...Read On

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Butcher's hook

Scenarios for sex are not confined by social mores

Hacking bones, I glance askance At Graham in his bloody apron Sawing through a clump of muscle Trimming fat and severing tendons * Oh, those hands! Now gloved and crimson Skillful as a slaughtering surgeon Operations never ending  Always reaping, never sewing * Grisly gristle, loathsome lites are Minced for barbecue delights; I Stuff obscenely swollen skins Hope...Read On

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Scent

You are mine. Skin-to-skin, lost in the moment. Smooth, against the rough. Intoxicating, the heated aroma, Of my sweet fragrance. Your hands explore my body. Moans, escape my lips, Passion leaking from me. You want it, You need it. Trailing your nose down my body, Discovering my core. My arousal leaking. Groaning, I watch you, Stripping my knickers from...Read On

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Fire in the Rain

What I feel...

This is not sweat trickling down like rivers on my bare skin. It is your soul melting against me, the very liquid source of your sex. What you see - each glistening drop - I have dug with bare hands From every heartbreak you felt; all the shattering wrecks You hid within Your desert strewn with sands. What you see upon my body, lover, is purified wine For your thirst. Drink of me, get drunk...Read On