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!!