some fallow with that?

no directions had ever come with a plate of eggs,
yet somehow he learned to eat them.
**
several years later,
as the cold wind howled outside his window,
he sat reading a book, masturbating, smiling,
and speaking words of comfort and encouragement
to the young man who sat beside him, doing
the same thing.
**
there had no been no directions for this:
two sexy naked big-dicked young men sitting
in their dorm room reading and masturbating
and speaking softly to each other.
**
yet, when they each spurted their cum,
they knew how to wipe it up, leaving
next to no evidence of anything to
anyone. memory soaks up the details,
pickles them for later consumption.

--Carl Miller Daniels (February 20, 2006)