tally ho

steve was a cute sexy young man.
everynight, after
steve
jerked off, he made a note
on a piece of paper he
kept in the top drawer
of the night table beside
his bed.  each note looked
like this:
monday aug 20 jo
tueday aug 21 jo jo
wednes aug 22 jo
and so on.
"jo" = "jerked off"
steve wrote one "jo" for
each time he jerked
off during a particular night.
when steve finally got up the
nerve to buy a porn dvd,
he watched it
in his bed in his room
and his note on the
piece of paper that particular night
looked like this:
saturday sept 15 jo jo jo jo jo
steve looked at the piece
of paper the next morning
and was somewhat hypnotized
by his own markings indicating
that he had jerked off five times
that night.  the power of porn, indeed.
**
several weeks later, steve
met mike, another cute sexy guy, and
they stripped off all their
clothes and fooled around
together in the woods. toward
the end of the afternoon,
they sucked each other off.
**
that night, all alone
in his own room, steve
thought about his encounter
with mike and thought about
it a lot.
that night, steve's note
on the piece of paper looked
like this:
saturday oct 20 jo jo jo jo jo jo jo jo
steve looked at the piece
of paper the next morning
and was somewhat hypnotized
by his own markings indicating
that he had jerked off eight times
that night.  the power of fooling
around with a cute guy
in the woods during the day, indeed.
**
several years went by.
steve continued his habit
of noting each time
that he jerked off.
**
then, one night,
he just quit making notes.
**
he never looked back.
**
he felt a real sense of liberation.
he felt kind of tingly
right down to the tips of
his toes.  in fact he felt so good that night that
he just lay there and jerked off...well...
quite a few times.

--Carl Miller Daniels (This poem appeared in Zygote in my Coffee, Issue #107, June 2008.)