Three poems where Tom Welling gets mentioned and/or featured--


1.
tiptoe around the sleeping budgies

music is the enemy.
paintings are the enemy.
poems are the enemy.
novels are the enemy.
short stories are the enemy.
statues are the enemy.
(especially michelangelo's david)
theatre is the enemy.
(EQUUS a major pain-in-the-rear)
movies are the enemy.
tv shows are the enemy.
memoirs are the enemy.
etchings are the enemy.
photographs are the enemy.
graffiti are the enemy.
popular songs are the enemy.
words that were scratched
into the wet concrete of
sidewalks are the enemy, too.
**
how about the dried semen of cute naked
big-dicked young men, spurted
during the night onto
their smooth white sheets as they lay dreaming
of wild bawdy sexual behaviors
shared with friends?
**
how about the diary entries of
sex-starved young homosexual
high-school boys, dreaming
of Chad Allen and Tom Welling?
**
how about email ramblings,
musings of sad thoughts and
secret desires?
**
the miracle of hating and fearing
everything is that
the moon, as it rotates around
the earth, is cold, distant,
aloof, and oh yeah, maybe
even dead.

--Carl Miller Daniels (2006)

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2.
pre-cocktail-hour musings

sober or buzzed, it doesn't matter: i have
such a bad sense of direction that i can
get lost in my own goddamn neighborhood.
**
i'm pretty smart about other things, though.
think Tom Welling.
i knew he had "it" the very first
time i ever saw him
on "Smallville".
and didn't anybody who had a lick a' sense?
**
i know i really
am gonna die someday. i used
not to believe that, but, at 54,
you start to believe some
things that you didn't used
to believe.
**
regarding gay porn movies:
a hot sexy
naked young man holding onto
his own big stiff cock and spurting his
cum will always be a welcome sight
for these tired old eyes.
**
i'm still manic-depressive.
i'm more than a little obsessive.
when i'm really really tired, the
dyslexia shows up again,
and, without serious deliberation,
i cannot tell the difference between
a "b" and a "d".
**
however, that's never been a problem
with certain phrases: "big dick" being
my favorite.
**
"bone dry" being my least.
**
4 o'clock at last.
**
cheers.

--Carl Miller Daniels (2006)


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3.
meanwhile

so sometimes i wonder what happens
behind the scenes of the television show
SMALLVILLE.  one thing i visualize is
Tom Welling (i.e., Superboy) and guest star
Jonathan Taylor Thomas (i.e., sexy,
evil but disturbed & misunderstand
villain) in bed together. they are both naked.
Tom Welling is lying on his side. JTT is
snuggled up against him. JTT's chest is
pressed up against Tom Welling's back, and
JTT's big smooth cock is snuggled
in between Tom Welling's hard, muscular,
caressing butt cheeks.
the whole
arrangement, the way their bodies
are positioned, looks
quite comfortable, and very sexy.
JTT is reaching over Tom Welling's
hip, and with one hand, JTT is
masturbating Tom Welling.
Tom Welling lies there on
his side, smiling blissfully,
his big muscular arms wrapped around
a couple of pillows as JTT jerks him off.
JTT's dick
is hot and moist and hard as it
juts into and along the crack
of Tom Welling's smooth beautiful butt.
Tom Welling lies there, moaning kind of
softly and pleasurably,
as JTT continues to wrap his fingers around
Tom Welling's cock and stroke it, gently,
with a good rhythm.
periodically JTT
releases his grip on Tom Welling's cock
and, instead,
strokes and soothes and
palpates Tom Welling's nice hot hairy
scrotum, and then returns to
stroking Tom Welling's
big smooth hard
thick cock.
"mmmmmmmm" says Tom Welling. "mmmmmmmmm.
niccceeee. feels good."
JTT seems blissfully happy, too,
as he lies there on his side, and glides
his own big smooth cock
back and forth in the tight hot valley
made by Tom Welling's two hot muscular
butt cheeks.
JTT can feel the heat of
Tom Welling's buttocks
on either side of his own hard
and now-throbbing cock.
JTT is just about to spurt
his cum onto Tom Welling's butt;
in fact, JTT announces to
Tom Welling:
"i am just about to spurt my cum", and
Tom Welling says to
him: "go ahead, spurt it as soon
as you want or take as
long as you want; i'm perfectly
comfortable here" and
JTT says "this feels really really
nice, my dick sandwiched in between
your butt cheeks like this, my
fingers wrapped around your hot cock; i could
stay like this all day;
i don't want to cum just yet
but there's just not much
i can do to stop a tidal wave..."
and then JTT starts spurting
his cum while he continues
to masturbate Tom Welling, and
Tom Welling feels JTT's dick
throb with each spurt, and
most of the cum that JTT spurts
goes onto Tom Welling's butt
and back,
but some of it dribbles onto
the sheets and onto JTT's own big cock,
and into his own curly pubic hair.
JTT says nothing
while he is actually spurting his
cum, but after he stops,
he says "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
then JTT says to Tom Welling:
"roll over onto your back. i want
to finish jerking you off now,
and i want a real good view.
i just want to watch
you cum. now take your time,
and i'll take mine."
"sure," says Tom Welling. "glad
to oblige. sounds like fun."
Tom Welling rolls onto his back
and flashes that dazzling smile.
his big smooth cock is jutting
up from between his legs, arching
over his belly button. Tom Welling
looks up at the ceiling, and
just lies back and enjoys it as he
receives the rest of his
incredibly good and talented
skillfully sensitive handjob
from Jonathan Taylor Thomas.
as JTT is rubbing Tom Welling's
big smooth cock, JTT says,
"you have
a REALLY nice body" and
Tom Welling says "thanks, so do you"
and JTT says "thanks"
and Tom Welling lies there on his
back and JTT is jerking him off
really quite
nicely and Tom Welling's big
smooth cock is hard
as a rock and
his balls are tight up
against the wide root of his
cock, and JTT keeps rubbing
and playing and fiddling
with Tom Welling's nice big thick cock,
and soon Tom Welling starts
spurting cum and
spurting cum and spurting cum and
in fact some of it
hits his chin and the
bedboard behind his head
and JTT says "whoa! good
shot! you hit the bedboard"
and Tom Welling smiles
sexily, and then he finishes
spurting his cum, and JTT sits
there beside him hot and naked and sexy
smiling at Tom Welling, and
Tom Welling is smiling back. then JTT
says "wow! when you spurt cum,
you don't mess around, do you?"
and Tom Welling says "well, generally not"
and they both chuckle warmly,
their voices deep with affection.
then they both start wiping
the cum off the headboard
with a couple towels they'd gotten from the
bathroom before they'd gone
to bed, and now they're wiping
the bedboard and dabbing at the globs of
cum that are still clinging to the both of them.
Tom Welling says
"why don't we just take a shower
now, ok?"
and JTT smiles and says "sure"
and so soon they're
standing there in the shower together,
and JTT is
looking at the soap suds cascading
down Tom Welling's
smooth muscular chest and dribbling
along the entire length of his
big smooth cock, and at
the curve of Tom Welling's nice smooth butt
under the glaze of the hot
water, the way the bright
lights of the bathroom
highlight and show with
great clarity every detail
of Tom Welling's utterly perfect skin.
and Tom Welling is looking at JTT very approvingly, with
equal admiration. Tom Welling
says to JTT:
"you really do have a great
body--and nice nipples, too, really nice nipples,
real small, and pink, just the
way i like nipples."
and JTT says "thanks, ya got
good taste in nipples."
then they both laugh, warm,
friendly, and sexy. the water
keeps running.
they kiss each other on the lips.
the water keeps on running.
and then they really kiss each other,
as if they want to swallow
each other's tongues, there in the
shower, the
hot California sun beating down
on thousands of miles of black
smoldering asphalt, somewhere out
there in the bore that is the
rest of whole stupid world.

--Carl Miller Daniels (2005)