BG p77
(Beautiful Guy poem 77) aka "Morning"

When BG and Jake woke up
that morning, Dennis
was photographing them.
BG, Jake, and Dennis
had all spent the night
in Dennis's big king-size
bed. Dennis had stayed
on one side -- kept his
distance -- and BG and Jake
had stayed on the other
side. Now, as Dennis
photographed BG and Jake,
warm amber light
was flooding in
through the windows,
and making the room,
and the three young
men who occupied it,
look sensual and sexy
and inviting.
BG had a hardon
and Jake had a hardon
and they were lying
on their backs side-by-side,
all the covers down
at their feet. Dennis
was standing over
them with his big camera
in his hands. Dennis, Jake,
and BG were all three still naked,
Dennis's big dick
soft and thick, swinging
back and forth like
a pendulum between
his long slender muscular
legs.
"Hope you don't mind me
photographing you already,"
says Dennis. "But you two
just look so beautiful
this morning, I just
had to."
"Not a problem" says BG.
"Fine and dandy," says Jake.
"Good morning, by the
way," says Dennis.
"Good morning to you, too"
says BG.
"Yeah," says Jake. "Good
morning to you, Sir Dennis, Mr. Champion
Cum-Spurter Spout Himself."
Jake grins, so does Dennis.
"So are you doin' okay?" says Jake.
"After spurting all
that cum, I mean. I'm surprised
you're not resting, guzzling liquids,
re-hydrating yourself,
instead of running around
naked taking photographs of us."
"I'm okay," Dennis says.
"But maybe feeling a little
drained?" says Jake, chuckling.
"Five solid minutes of cum-spurting,
you said that could do it,
and I doubted you, well,
I'll never do that again."
"That's 5 minutes and 15 seconds,"
says Dennis. "You timed me. And
yeah, I am feeling a little drained,
all right, but in a good
kind of way. Like I said,
I only cum once a week,
but when I do,
it's a doozy."
"Jeez, ya got that right,"
says Jake.
"I'm still kinda in
shock, after everything
we saw last night,"
says BG.
"Yeah, well," says
Dennis. "Now ya know.
Now you've seen it
with your own eyes."
"Lordy," says Jake. "Amazing
stuff happened
out there on that
balcony last night."
"It happens like
that pretty much
every Thursday,"
says Dennis. "I do
look forward to it,
the cum, the moths,
and I must admit
everything was extra-special
erotic sharing it
with you two. I've
never shared it
with anybody else. But
I like you two guys. I
like your aura. I
feel comfortable
with you two. And I like
making art with you."
"Well, we like
making art with you,"
says BG, "and I wanna
say thank you for
sharing last night with
us. It was one
of the hottest erotic
adventures of my tender young
life!" BG is 26 years
old, Jake is 25 years
old.  Dennis is only
21, but seems wiser
than his years, kinda
cynical, and yet,
kinda in awe of
everything that is
pure and remarkable
and beautiful. He
seems tough, yet
somehow fragile.
"So, again, thank you," says
BG.
"Yeah," says Jake. "Thank
you! That was
somethin' else. Out there
on that balcony with
you spurting gallons
of cum, and then those
moths showing up
to lap up the cum. Being
out there on that
deck last night, was like
a visit to another
universe."  
"I do look forward
to those nights, to
that fireplace, to the
um, lengthy orgasm,
all of it," says
Dennis.
"I can sure see
why," says BG.  
Dennis goes on taking
pictures. BG and Jake
stretch, wiggle their
toes, wag their dicks.
"So ya want
some more photographs
of us, eh?"
says Jake. "Sure,"
says Dennis. "Whatever
you two feel like doing
this morning, just
go ahead and do it.
Kinda pretend I'm
not even here."
"It's hard to ignore a
guy as gorgeous
as you are," says BG, "but
we'll try."
"Aww shucks," says Dennis.
He goes on taking pictures.
BG and Jake
roll over onto
their sides, line up face-to-face,
start kissing each other on
the lips while
rubbing their
big hard dicks together.
"So I'm guessing
you'll wanna watch us frot?"
Jake says to Dennis.
"Whatever you feel comfortable
doing, or not doing, is
fine with me," says Dennis.
"It's all about making art,
right?" says BG.
"Of course," says Dennis.
They all three know
that lots of photographs
of naked BG and Jake, doing
lots of sexual things, will be
displayed at the Museum
along with the mirror
and the ROY G BIV canvases
that are spattered with BG's and Jake's
cum. Dennis is taking
all those photographs of
BG and Jake that will
get mounted on those
last two canvases in the set.
BG and Jake are getting
paid 500 thousand
dollars for the
canvas that's gonna be covered with
photographs of them
masturbating, and 500
thousand dollars for the
canvas that's gonna be covered with
photographs of them
fucking, sucking, frotting,
jerking each other off,
things like that.  And they've
already received 1.4 million
dollars for the mirror,
and 400 thousand dollars
for the blue canvas,
and 400 thousand dollars
for the red canvas,
and they're currently
working on the orange canvas.
All these canvases, and
the mirror, are going
to be a permanent
display on "their wall,"
that's Jake's and BG's wall,
at the Museum.  It's gonna
be a very expensive
wall, and it's
gonna be a real hot display --
the cum-spattered mirror, the seven
cum-spattered canvases, and
the canvas covered with
photographs of BG and Jake
masturbating, and the last
canvas, the final one
in the set, the canvas covered
with photographs of
BG and Jake fucking, sucking,
frotting, all of that.
"Your bed is real comfortable,"
says Jake, as he rubs
his big hard dick up
against BG's big hard dick.
"Thanks," says Dennis, "glad
you're comfortable."
"Very," says Jake.
Then suddenly Jake pulls
away from BG, rolls
BG onto his back, bends
down over BG's belly,
and starts sucking
on BG's dick.  In no
time at all, BG
spurts cum into
Jake's mouth, and
when Jake lies
back down, BG bends
over him, wraps his
lips around Jake's
dick, and sucks him
off.  Dennis photographs
everything.
The light in the room
is spectacular, warm
and friendly, and amber.
BG and Jake climb
out of bed, and walk
over to the row of
big windows on
the far side of
Dennis's bedroom.
Dennis puts his
camera down on a table,
and he stands there
with them, looking
out the windows. Now
they're just
three sexy naked guys,
looking out
at the morning.
It's a beautiful day.
 
 
--Carl Miller Daniels (February 18, 2023)