attitude

the enjoyment of orgasm is a funny thing.
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for some people, the only thing that comes (no
pun intended teehee) close to the pleasure of
orgasm is the pleasure of being drunk,
or of being under the influence of some
illegal substance.  for other people,
the only thing that comes (there we go again)
close to the pleasure of orgasm is the pleasure
of having an orgasm WHILE being drunk or
WHILE being under the influence of
some illegal or barely
legal substance.
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people are funny. for example: take a
tall good-looking big-dicked sexy young man.
he stands there naked jerking off
all alone in front the big full-length
mirror on the back of his bedroom door.
he's having an incredibly good time,
standing there jerking off, and
he hasn't even had his orgasm yet.
he knows that having the orgasm is
gonna be the best part,
though, and when it starts happening,
it doesn't bother
him a bit that his
pleasure is being enhanced
by the act of watching himself have
an orgasm in front of
his mirror.  should he be bothered
that he likes watching himself come?
is there something, well, gay, about
enjoying watching himself come?
**
people are funny when it comes
to their reaction to their pleasure
at having an orgasm. some people
just can't get over it, never want
to do another thing besides having
an orgasm for the rest of their
whole entire lives. and yet,
they're just not put together
that way, physiologically i mean;
they can't just have an orgasm
all day long every day every
waking moment. and yet, that's
what these people want. pleasure
all the time. hedonists, that's
what they are.
**
other folks, once or twice a
month seems to be enough
orgasming for them. and even then they
worry that that's just too disruptive
to their normal routine of having
an even-keel kind of life; or maybe,
too, they're afraid that having an
orgasm is sinful, because it's
just so much pleasure at one
time, and centered in one forbidden
place--but that's a whole 'nother
can of worms, isn't it?
**
anyhow, right now, right this very minute
somewhere on earth, there are
no doubt two tall good-looking
big-dicked sexy young men
capably and enthusiastically
rubbing each other's cocks and
waiting eagerly to spurt their cum.
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they won't have to wait long, even
with the sound of somebody protesting
outside their door -- hey,
if you think people are funny about
how they react to their own orgasms,
well, that's nothing
compared to the way they react to
other people's orgasms, now is it?

--Carl Miller Daniels (This poem also appears in my book String Bean, published by BareBackPress in 2018. And the poem first appeared in Chiron Review, Issue 82, Spring 2008.)