slave state

evelyn is staring at her boyfriend
as if hungrily assessing
a roast-beef dinner, with mashed potatoes,
and grilled onions.
"wanna blowjob?" she asked.
"hell yeah," says her
sexy naked big-dicked boyfriend.
she kneels in front of him,
and begins sucking on his big firm dick.
"ummm," says evelyn, as she sucks
and licks and sucks some more. "ummm."
the sexy naked big-dicked young man
stands there staring at himself
and evelyn in the big full-length mirror that's
mounted on the back of his bedroom door.
he likes blowjobs. he likes watching himself get
a blowjob.
"ummm," says evelyn. "ummmm."
the whole time all of this is happening,
her boyfriend is actually thinking about
his best friend trent. trent is
a hot guy too. trent is sexy and tall and hung
like a horse.
recently, he and trent
have been giving each other blowjobs.
it's been great. trent is a lot of fun.
trent can cum three times within the same hour.
trent moans a lot when he's cumming.
trent's voice is deep, too, like
a warm friendly growl.
evelyn continues sucking away.
"ummm," says evelyn, as
her boyfriend starts to
drift away,
like pollen carried by the wind
on the hottest day of the year,
the heat thick and stifling in the wet
summertime air.
**
her boyfriend is now
worried that he might not
cum, might not
be able to spurt into
evelyn's eager encouraging mouth.
her boyfriend is longing for
trent, but, just before
it looks like it might not happen,
he reaches
back to his own tight pink
butt hole, and gives the hairs all around it a
nice hard tug. "ow!" he whispers
gently, and that, as it turns out, was what brought
him back around, to the lightly twisted
kinks and turns of his
murky little reality.

--Carl Miller Daniels (2015)