good clean allegory for the masses

crackers and wheat toast.
crispy crackers and dry wheat toast.
slices of cheese.
yummy.
the slinky sexy track-star college boy
sat naked alone in his
apartment,
eating his snack of
crackers, toast, and slices of cheese.
he was happy as could be.
the slinky sexy track-star college boy
liked to be naked,
liked the way he looked naked,
and this, the snack he was having
now, was one
of his favorite snacks.
the beverage was apple juice.
lots of it, too.
no booze for him, ever.
he loved his supple sexy body,
and he wasn't going to do
anything like that to that body of his.
the tv was on.
he was sitting on the couch
watching it as he ate
his toast, crackers, cheese,
and drank his apple juice.
there were two sexy young
men talking to each other
in the tv show that he
was watching.
his dick got hard.
he sat there eating
his snack with his hard
dick jutting up toward his
chin
and he watched those
two sexy young men talking
to each other, and, he
was astonished when
they started kissing
each other, kissing
each other right on the lips,
and seeing them doing that
made his big dick hard and
throb with the beat
of his pulse and
as he swallowed a lump
of cheese he was surprised
to find himself spurting
big blobs of cum
all over his sexy naked
belly and sexy
naked chest. he hadn't even
touched his dick. it
had just started spurting
cum, kind of all by itself.
kaboom. splat splat splat.
all that hot smelly
cum on his belly and
chest
as
the slinky sexy track-star college boy
sat there naked alone in his apartment
watching two sexy young men
kissing each other on the lips
and smelling the aroma
of his own pungent cum
mixed with the smell
of crackers, and dry wheat toast,
and cheese, and apple juice,
and his
cum-smell the strongest
smell of all,
he kind of whimpered
and kept
on watching and
eating
and watching some more,
the cum puddling
semi-harmlessly
there on his
sexy sweaty
skin.

--Carl Miller Daniels (2012)