all creatures

the smell of that last drop of cum clinging
to the tip of a sexy young man's cock
after he's just orgasmed
is
musk, sex, youth, joy, ecstacy, primal guttural
perfume
as he stands there
his mouth open his lips
dry
and his breathing deep;
there are reddish blotches
on his chest and neck
that just appeared all by
themselves during the
excitement as he
stood smooth tawny naked and jerked off
and now there is that
single odiferous drop of cum
clinging to the tip
of his cock,
and the rest of
his load is slimy
droplets on the
soft green moss
at his feet --
funny the tiny blue
butterfly ignores
the cum on the moss
and heads right for
the tip of the
young man's cock,
lights, sips cum,
the sexy young man
astonished,
repulsed, utterly
charmed.

--Carl Miller Daniels