zebra seaweed

once upon a time, when
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
was lying on his back on a big smooth rock and
masturbating in the
middle of the forest,
he experienced an orgasm
that was so good, so intense, he
was sure it must have
been the best orgasm of
his life.
while his cum had been
spurting out of him,
he was one big surge
of electricity.
**
now, his cum freshly spurted,
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
smiled. a little tuft of moss,
green and wiry, was
pressing against
the tight little entance to
his asshole,
and, although he couldn't
see that little tuft
of moss, or his asshole, or
the hair around
his asshole,
he could sense
that the hair
around his asshole
and that the tuft of moss
were communicating,
asking each other questions,
perhaps, giving up
each other's secrets,
coiling and uncoiling
like little tentacles
writhing in the
citrus-scented
air.

--Carl Miller Daniels (2016)