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!!
