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quite the essence of civility is
the ability of two sexy naked
young men to say nice things
to each other immediately
after they have both spurted
their cum. this cum
spurting occurred during
an intense episode
of mutual masturbation.
so the two sexy naked
young men are standing
there in the middle
of the forest,
their hands on each
other's big still-hard
dicks, and their cum
has been flung all about,
some of it onto each
other's bellies, some
of it onto each other's
chests, some of it onto
the ground, and
also onto their feet,
their toes.
let's just say
that there has been
a copious amount
of cum spurted, ok?
well, in the ways
of civility,
one sexy naked young
man says, "that felt
great!" and the other
sexy naked young man
says "god, that
WAS a good one, wasn't
it?"
and they smile at
each other, let go
of each other's cocks,
and survey the
gloppy mess they
have made, never
commenting
in any way at
all that clean-up
is a bother,
or that it is
the least
bit annoying.
instead,
they speak of
what's for dinner
that night, the
color of the reindeer
moss at the base
of the biggest tree
over by the creek,
pale green,
almost tan,
a pleasant color,
and
the proximity
of autumn, the
first day being
the 21st.
or the 22nd.
it's impossible
to remember.

--Carl Miller Daniels (2009)