removing my ass hair

I'm in 

The bathroom

Trying to 

Remove the hair

that clings

like little fingers

I simply 

release their grasp

Which I wish

I could do with other things

like the past

stuck 

to me.

My hair is dense

Now; soft, too

My ass is a tight fist;

I let no man in.

I'm scared

Of regret

And being stuck with

something 

I can't take back.

In contrast,

I'm trying to remove

The hair

to make room

for someone

And that someone 

I may share my 

Secrets with

So I don't 

Have to bear them alone

And I become 

More comfortable with myself; I

find comfort 

In them, too

I have let a secret grow like weeds

Creating a barrier

Between me and another

I see vines

from an arbor

I pass through

and step into 

the garden 

??? (audio)

 

Haunted House

Walking through

The woods at night

My friend and I

Came across a

House.

We decided to look around,

Being bored -

The front door was

Open

Inside was a mess

Doorways led to one room after

The other.

We wondered what could

Have happened to the people....

Where did they go?

Their stuff was still there.

And very interesting taste

They had indeed.

Now, we were less scared

And more intrigued.

By the color of the accent wall

In the bedroom

The exotic sheets

And unique erotic

statues

Less afraid,

We crept down

The stairs to the basement

Which was finished

To our relief

And to our

Surprise, there was

A sex swing right in the

Middle  

In fact, the basement

Was more like a

Sex dungeon 

Now, I’m not one

To play with others’ toys, but I

Never tried a sex swing

Nevertheless, we 

Were both getting horny

So he started taking off his

Pants and I could already

See his huge boner

Would spring up

I was getting

hard myself,

And seeing that, I couldn’t

Resist him any longer

I pushed my lips into his

And grabbed his pecker

My tongue searched like it

Was dumb in a dark room,

Fumbling for a light switch

He set the flashlight

On a shelf

Next to studs and spikes

And he slowly

Laid me down

His shirt draped

Off him as he

Wiggled his pants

Down a little

More

And I inched out

Of mine

Feeling his cold

Body pressed against

Me felt Sublime!

All the while

Though

I was chilly -

And I’d say a little

Uncomfortable in the setting.

Everything creaked

It sounded like

Someone or something was upstairs

Then it distinctly sounded like

Someone wearing high heels

Was upstairs

Before long, we

Couldn’t resist trying the sex swing

We both kept looking

At it

He hoisted me up

And the thing creaked loudly

And dust fell,

But it supported me

The flashlight now on his

Face, his tongue came down

To lick me

I could hear a loud

Thud!

Again and Again!

Was it us?

Instead of a door,

It sounded more like

A bed

The post hitting the

Wall

I told him to slow

Down - it wasn’t us.

But that didn’t stop him -

He was so focused

And I, of course, could

Tell, being drawn in more 

And, anyway, if a

Ghost was around,

They wouldn’t kill us

Because of the show

We were putting

On

I wanted his

Ecto-

Plasm!!

It wasn’t until

One loud bang

That we jumped

And I nearly

Fell out of the

Swing

We looked at each other

and sprang to our feet

 

Hardly clothed,

We ran out the door.

Repair Shop

It’s hot

I’m walking with a hat

smell something fried

The dusk is just about to

Turn pitch black

The dusk into night 

The door is open

And I can see inside  

The men working on cars,

Tires

to the side of

The building

One man walks across

I wonder if some

are lying under 

cars

I imagine them sweaty

He is just about to lower the blinds

But glimpses my eyes

And smirks

His fingers holding

The pole 

The others take

Notice

and

they invite me in.

And close the blinds.

And I sense

the mess 

Of the shop

lubed tools

And oil

Hot breath

And the hard body

Of a car

Against mine

Overnight

idea given to me by my friend, Bella

Now working

the overnight shift,

I knew freaks

came out at

night,

but hot guys?

 

There was this one guy that rang

My bell and when

I came upon the register,

I was stunned

By his beauty

 

He was buying

Lube and tissues

And looked embarrassed

When I touched them

 

I said, “Hey, how are you?”

And he said… 

“horny…”

 

Now, there was no one

Around,

And I was getting aroused

By the suggestion of him

Going home and

Jerking off alone.

 

Why not with me?

 

Why not do it

right here?

 

no one was there...

And the manager was out.

 

Why not have him

pull up my shirt

lay me on the carousel while

sucking my nipples?

 

Why not?

 

I was hating

this job anyway.

 

And my fingers run

Wild Through

His hair

 

His uncontrollable head /

Mine thrown back in ecstasy

 

Almost ripping our shirts

Off before we realize

What we’re doing

 

And before he leaves

I pull him

Back

 

To kiss him passionately

And I can’t resist but

Get down on my knees

And pull out his cock

 

And blow him right there

 

 

boxing ring

Two- 

One on one,

Nude.

Butt cheeks.

In a black tank top with

high waist boxing shorts,

Jock strap -

- before they came off

I am nude and am sweating

Arms and legs

Two people

One on one

Folding into one another

Holding his body

On top of mine

His legs between my legs

Rubbing 

Down and dirty

On the mat

We roll around

Supported

Not afraid of the other’s body

We had started tearing at our clothes

When I noticed

His touches become softer

Not just a trainer’s touch,

But a lover’s

And I consented 

When I looked into his eyes and said

Yes

When he asked,

“Wanna fuck?”

And we use our mouths!

He’s only wearing shiny, high cut-off

Shorts

As the bulge

Begins to slip

I comply with him taking his shirt

Off and switching the lesson to wrestling

He grabs my ass And turns me around

An arm between my legs

He lifts me up, shows me he’s boss,

The alpha.

I completely follow him,

Guided by his hands,

The moment…

The victor stands 

On top of the

Defeated man,

Pushing his bulge

In his back

And grabs him by 

The chest

So he arches it

I submit 

To the way he’s moving

Softly

On my skin

I don’t like discomfort.

I don’t want domination.

I grab at his

Skin.

Submitting to the moment

A whirlwind 

Of flesh

My heart beating fast

In this whirlwind

A bulbous glove

Hits me in the face,

I lean back on the

Elastic 

My legs are weak

The ropes reverberating

He rubs his sweat 

All over me

Humping the mat

Humping between our

Shorts before

Fingers 

In my mouth

Stands above me 

Fucks me from a different 

Direction 

The padded mats making it 

More sensuous 

I am protected. They are soft

And hard.

I look up and see 

The light behind him

The oily sheen of his skin

How beautiful

Skin is!!

Great Fucking Thing!!

If you haven't already seen, I have been published in the gay male art magazine Noisy Rain! The magazine is absolutely beautiful. It has been out for two days, and you can view it for free over at https://www.noisyrain.com/home.html. (You can download August 1st and after!) 

I am so proud and grateful to be a part of this work, and I truly appreciate E. Hirano, as well as all the people who I've told and continue to look at my work. Thank you so much!!! ❤

Also, the cover is jungle-themed and I feel wild

Motorcycle

The motorcycle 

Rolls in me like arousal

Like a drop of blood

It rushes through

The streets and pine

In my veins

blood rushes too

???

I am like a pig

sniffing the bathroom floor

for pools of cum left

Find me in the stall

Covered in shit like Bell de Jour 

fling it on me!

In the deserted house

in the woods

I wait in a stall

in the dark

(Rolling in it)

Call me your cum pup

Do what you want to me

I'll lick up behind you

On my knees

Waiting, hungry

Eager-eyed

With tail wagging

Tumble dry low

I feel like a 

Bubble about to

Burst

A puddle

Tumbling in the sheets

I am not dry

These sheets are clean

But I am a dirty 

boy

With a dirty mind

I try not to

To put my hands down

There

I tempt myself 

With Remnants of my 

old visits

Erotica and porn

I put my hands between 

My thighs

Pushing My Stomach into

The bed

Perhaps I have to go

To the bathroom

But I want to keep

This feeling.

Stay here, glued to the bed,

Thinking of you

Wind chimes

A 

fantasy,

feather-

s fly

about

onto me

He hits his dick

He hits his cock

Jerking off hard

pulls it down,

and it springs up 

and hits him in

the stomach

With a meaty thud 

A truck

Carrying a huge 

Load to me

Walking down the street

Coming in/

Bursting through my door

I drop to my knees

/ Your pants drop to

Your feet

Plowing me hard on 

The bed

Pounding the bed

Making my house shake

Take me,

Daddy!

Take me, (!) Take me!!!