Sunday, November 1, 2020

is your refrigerator running

the balmoral of scentjoy was the essence of
tasteefreeze applied gently but liberally to
the jut of hard young man's cock by the
playfully determined fingers of another
hard-cocked young man.  the giddy
boyish lip smirk, the tongue-tip of not-ever-
satiated on cold-smeared smoothness of
hard young-man cock, essence of laugh
and prequel to spurt, the cum flavor
mingled with that of the ice cream, quite
a taste sensation, love flavor of hot
tongued sex on cold stiff member,
the giggles of spurting, the giggles
of swallowing it along with the ice cream,
two sexy young men sprawled naked on the kitchen
floor, midnight, all the lights on,
the smell of giddy love all the rage
in the cool kitchen air.

--Carl Miller Daniels (This poem appeared in FUCK!, Volume 11, Num 2, February 2008.)

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