sane horses

the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy spurted
a heck of a lot of cum.
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
spurted cum behind the woodshed.
he spurted cum in the shower.
he spurted cum alone in the woods.
he spurted cum sitting on the couch
in the living room while his parents
were out.
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
spurted cum and spurted cum and spurted cum.
he was like a little cum fountain.
he just kept on spurting.
alone in the snowy woods
on bleak days
in the gray afternoon light.
he spurted cum and spurted cum and
spurted cum --
in the cold,
in the warm house,
onto the ice atop the little stream
that ran through the back pasture.
**
then, one day,
he was
just about ready
to get off again,
standing there in the
shower tugging gently
on his big sturdy dik,
just on the verge,
just about to start
spurting when
the roof opened up
and at least
14 angels peered down at
him, pointing and clucking
with gentle disapproval, and
with not-so-gentle disapproval.
in fact, one of the angels said
"stop it, don't you do it. i mean
it you goddamn little shit."
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
was so startled that his
dick went soft.
the scolding angel said
"now go get dressed, and
behave yourself."
then the roof healed back
up, and everything was
quiet.
**
that night,
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
dreamed he was
no longer human, but
a big fluffy swan,
its neck stretching out so long
and so far,
the only way to hide
it was
deep inside a barrel
of booze, where, alas,
it got stuck, and the
swan quietly drowned.
**
in the morning, he
picked out the feathers
from between his teeth,
and, when he
started playing with
his dick, he
dared anybody to
make him stop.
the hole in the
roof not a
problem -- just
a few shingles, and
some nails, and
a hammer, pounding 'em down,
with its hot metal head.

--Carl Miller Daniels (2015)