Five Little Boy Poems
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Category:
Poetry › Epic
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
1,966
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of poetry. The characters, locations and incidents are fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Poem III - Jerkin’
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Poem III - Jerkin’
When I’m alone up in my room
and Mom is busy, I assume,
and Dad is still away at work,
I get this awful urge to jerk.
I might be doin homework stuff
but concentratin’s awful tough
when Little Boy is so insistin
so ‘ventually I stop resistin.
I close my door and hope to heck
that Mom don’t come in to inspect.
I drop my pants and put my hand
inside my undies. Then I stand
there rubbin it. It feels so good
to make my penis turn to wood.
I close my eyes and take it slow, --
I want the mood to last, you know.
I like to squeeze it for a while
and then look in the mirror and smile.
And then I ditch the undies quick
and start to really work my dick.
I gotta lay down on the bed
and rub its length, from base to head,
from head to base, again, again!
It feels so fuckin hot! And then
I start to feel my body twitch.
My balls have got a wicked itch.
While one fist holds my shakin pole,
I stick a finger up my hole.
And suddenly with all the squeezes
my body sorta stops and freezes.
I grit my teeth and scrunch my face
and shoot my juice all o’er the place!!
And then I just collapse in sweat
and think that was the best one yet.
.oOo.
As a writer, I welcome all comments, positive or negative. Please write to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com and tell me what you think of these.
.oOo.
Poem III - Jerkin’
When I’m alone up in my room
and Mom is busy, I assume,
and Dad is still away at work,
I get this awful urge to jerk.
I might be doin homework stuff
but concentratin’s awful tough
when Little Boy is so insistin
so ‘ventually I stop resistin.
I close my door and hope to heck
that Mom don’t come in to inspect.
I drop my pants and put my hand
inside my undies. Then I stand
there rubbin it. It feels so good
to make my penis turn to wood.
I close my eyes and take it slow, --
I want the mood to last, you know.
I like to squeeze it for a while
and then look in the mirror and smile.
And then I ditch the undies quick
and start to really work my dick.
I gotta lay down on the bed
and rub its length, from base to head,
from head to base, again, again!
It feels so fuckin hot! And then
I start to feel my body twitch.
My balls have got a wicked itch.
While one fist holds my shakin pole,
I stick a finger up my hole.
And suddenly with all the squeezes
my body sorta stops and freezes.
I grit my teeth and scrunch my face
and shoot my juice all o’er the place!!
And then I just collapse in sweat
and think that was the best one yet.
.oOo.
As a writer, I welcome all comments, positive or negative. Please write to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com and tell me what you think of these.