Five poems


flood plain

the sexy well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy really
thought he deserved a thank-you letter for
all the work he'd done. in fact,
the sexy well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy was
sure he deserved a thank-you letter.
oh, it was true he'd been paid for the work,
but his service had been so good,
so extra-special good, that
the sexy well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy
really thought a formal thank-you letter
was particularly appropriate in this
particular situation.
so, he went and knocked on the door
of the attractive young professor whose garden
he had weeded and tended with such
loving care all the summer long.
the professor was a professor of english,
and he was a nice-looking man,
who preferred to get his exercise
through running and weight-lifting,
instead of through tending his garden.
"i'd like a thank-you letter,"
the sexy well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy
said to the attractive young professor
when the attractive young professor
opened the door. "a thank-you letter
for all the hard work i did
this summer," added
the sexy well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy.
as it turned out, the
attractive young professor had
just gotten out of the shower,
and was wearing only a towel,
which was wrapped around
his waist. "ummm," said
the attractive young professor,
"wouldn't you prefer a beer,
instead?" the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
thought about it a moment, and
nodded his head. "well," said
the attractive young professor.
"come on in."
**
a few beers later, for each of them,
the sexy naked well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy
and the attractive naked young professor
were in the bedroom, and
the attractive naked young professor
was sucking on the big hard thick dick
the sexy naked well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy.
very soon,
the sexy naked well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy
spurted big hot gooey spurts of thick runny cum into the
ready eager and willing
mouth of the attractive naked young professor.
"ummmmm," said the sexy naked well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy
as he spurted cum, "ummmmm ahhhhh ummmm."
then, it was the attractive naked young professor's
turn to spurt cum, and, when
the sexy naked well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy
offered to suck him off, the
offer was graciously accepted.
the attractive naked young professor squealed
like a girl when he spurted his cum,
and this was kind of a surprise to
the sexy naked well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy,
but he didn't say anything about it.
**
afterwards,
the sexy naked well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy
and
the attractive naked young professor
lay back on the bed, together, side by side,
while the attractive naked young professor
wrote a thank-you letter
to the sexy naked well-muscled big-dicked teenage boy.
it was a long letter,
and,
well,
it got pretty dern mushy.

--Carl Miller Daniels (2012)

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good clean allegory for the masses

crackers and wheat toast.
crispy crackers and dry wheat toast.
slices of cheese.
yummy.
the slinky sexy track-star college boy
sat naked alone in his
apartment,
eating his snack of
crackers, toast, and slices of cheese.
he was happy as could be.
the slinky sexy track-star college boy
liked to be naked,
liked the way he looked naked,
and this, the snack he was having
now, was one
of his favorite snacks.
the beverage was apple juice.
lots of it, too.
no booze for him, ever.
he loved his supple sexy body,
and he wasn't going to do
anything like that to that body of his.
the tv was on.
he was sitting on the couch
watching it as he ate
his toast, crackers, cheese,
and drank his apple juice.
there were two sexy young
men talking to each other
in the tv show that he
was watching.
his dick got hard.
he sat there eating
his snack with his hard
dick jutting up toward his
chin
and he watched those
two sexy young men talking
to each other, and, he
was astonished when
they started kissing
each other, kissing
each other right on the lips,
and seeing them doing that
made his big dick hard and
throb with the beat
of his pulse and
as he swallowed a lump
of cheese he was surprised
to find himself spurting
big blobs of cum
all over his sexy naked
belly and sexy
naked chest. he hadn't even
touched his dick. it
had just started spurting
cum, kind of all by itself.
kaboom. splat splat splat.
all that hot smelly
cum on his belly and
chest
as
the slinky sexy track-star college boy
sat there naked alone in his apartment
watching two sexy young men
kissing each other on the lips
and smelling the aroma
of his own pungent cum
mixed with the smell
of crackers, and dry wheat toast,
and cheese, and apple juice,
and his
cum-smell the strongest
smell of all,
he kind of whimpered
and kept
on watching and
eating
and watching some more,
the cum puddling
semi-harmlessly
there on his
sexy sweaty
skin.

--Carl Miller Daniels (2012)

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toodle pip

dry ice on the fingertips, not a good idea.
but dry ice back stage, and the vapors
as the dry ice evaporates drifting fog-like
across the surface of the stage,
and the actors, all sexy naked young men,
their feet wrapped up in the cloudy
dry ice vapors,
a very nice thing to see.
**
this is the dream
that the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
is having
right before he wakes up
with his big dick hard, thick, turgid,
throbbing.
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
feels like he's just on the verge
of spurting cum. in fact, he
thinks if he'd only slept a
minute or two more, he'd
have spurted the cum
in his sleep, a nice
load of cum on his belly
to start the day.
now,
it's a quick easy decision
that that's the way the day
is destined to start anyway.
he throws back the covers,
lies there on his back
and tugs on his big hard
dick for only about 30 seconds
and then he spurts gob after
gob of hot gooey cum onto
his chest and belly, feels
the rush and savorage
the electro orgasmo-jolt of
each and every spurt
of his hot gooey cum.
then,
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
lies there in bed
looking up at the ceiling,
remembering his
dream of the
naked actors on the stage
adrift in dry ice vapors.
**
he liked that dream.

--Carl Miller Daniels (2012)

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zone

that night the snow was falling heavily
and it had already been announced that school
was cancelled for the next day.
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
lay on his back on his
bed masturbating with wild abandon.
as he tugged on his big smooth dick,
he made plans to do more of the same
tomorrow, all day tomorrow if possible.
his dad was a cop and his mom
was a police dispatcher, and
they always went to work in
bad weather, and they drove
in to work together,
and he never worried about
them since they were tough
as nails.
soooooo.... as the
snow fell heavily into the darkness outside
his window,
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
lay on his back and jerked off
with great good cheer.
it was late, he
had all the covers thrown
off, his little table lamp was
on and he was watching his big smooth
purple-headed dick
and his toes were tingling wonderfully
and as he started to spurt cum,
he licked his lips
and panted with pure hot sex-lust.
god it was great being
a sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
as the snow fell,
great being a sexy naked big-dicked
cum-spurting teenage boy, and
great
knowing the school had been cancelled for
the next day, great
knowing that his parents
would be gone all day,
great knowing he could walk around
inside the house stark naked
if he wanted all day tomorrow,
tugging on his big hard insatiable
cum-spurting dick.
oh,
he'd probably have to take
a few breaks to do a bit
of snow shoveling, nothing
major though, they
didn't have that much
to shovel,
and as
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
lay on his back
in his little bedroom
the light on his bedside table
shining on his hot sexy body
his chest and belly spattered with
his own warm cum,
he listened to the sound
of the snow shushing against
the windowpane and he
felt wildly deliciously
happy as he wiped
the cum off his
chest and
examined his tiny pink itty-
bitty little
nipples for
yet more evidence
of joy.

--Carl Miller Daniels (2012)

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mr frost

when the winter weather turned bitter cold,
the sexy naked big-dicked young man turned bitter mean.
and then, bitter-sad.
the sexy naked big-dicked young man turned up
his apartment heat real high,
and sat on the couch,
and drank vodka, and watched porn.
as the snow fell, and the wind howled,
the sexy naked big-dicked young man
drank vodka and tugged on his
own big hard smooth dick.
all of this helped pass the time,
and he usually ended up spurting
cum at least 3 times every night.
sometimes more.
all of this helped,
but the sexy naked big-dicked young man
hated the winter weather, and
he felt sad, and bitter, and mean.
the sexy naked big-dicked young man
didn't talk to anyone about all
this, though, didn't know anyone
to talk to, really, wasn't
that kind of guy.
often, after an evening
of vodka and porn and
jerking off,
the sexy naked big-dicked young man
lay on his back on his
bed, all the covers
thrown aside, his legs sprawled
wide, the apartment heat
up way high,
and he listened to
the howling wind,
the plink-plink-plink of
the snowflakes against
his bedroom window,
and he thought about
summer, and he
thought about
the feel of the sunshine
on his face, and then,
once again, he found
that his dick was so
hard there was no
other option
but masturbation.
at times like this,
he opened up the
window wide, and
as the cold wind
blew across his hot chest and
his hot dick and his hot balls and
his hot belly, he said "FUCK YOU!
FUCK YOU!! FUCK YOU!!!" and
spurted his cum right
out the window, right into
the face of the winter.
this made him feel better,
but left him covered
with goosebumps --
and the neighbors
who lived across
the way, had
gotten used to the
show, in fact, had
grown to expect it:
truth is,
it kinda brightened
their day.

--Carl Miller Daniels (2010)