the impossible pinkness of tongues

"i wonder if the breath of the
average koala bear is incredibly
sweet and pungent," thinks
the sweet sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy.
"with all the eucalyptus leaves that a
koala bear eats, you'd think his breath
would smell just like these yummy eucalyptus
cough drops that i like so much," thinks
the sweet sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy.
the sweet sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
is all alone in his bedroom
at the moment, with a half-consumed
package of eucalyptus cough drops open on the
desktop in front of him.
the sweet sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
has been consuming these cough drops,
sucking on them passionately, as
he's been doing his homework, biology,
studying marsupials, which, of course,
the koala bear is one of.
the sweet sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
likes the thought of a sweet little
eucalyptus-breathed koala bear,
munching cheerfully away on eucalyptus leaves at
the top of a big tall eucalyptus tree.
for some reason, this thought
that he is having, this vivid image
of the sweet-pungent-breathed koala bear
munching happily away on fragrant eucalyptus leaves,
gives the sweet sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
quite a hardon, as he sits there naked
at his desk, sucking on eucalyptus-flavored
cough drops and reading about
marsupials. the sweet sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
is only vaguely aware that he is fondling his
big smooth hard-as-a-rock dick, while
he reads, and sucks cough drops,
and, as he quite suddenly starts spurting
cum all over his chest and belly and
making a gooey gloppy mess in his pubic hair,
he can hear koala bears everywhere,
munching and crunching, and
smacking their lips, the heady fragrance
of eucalyptus, competing with the
aroma of his own musky cum,
there in his cough-drop-scented lair.


--Carl Miller Daniels (April 1, 2010)