I posted this poem a while back -- It's poem number 57 in my BG series.  Sharing the poem again now.  Enjoy!😊

 

 

 

BG p57
(Beautiful Guy poem 57) aka "asteroid"


So BG (Beautiful Guy) and hot sexy Jake
are lying in bed, side by side. They're
naked and uncovered and staring up at the ceiling
and each enjoying the throbs of their massive
hardons. "So suppose
that they've just announced that
there's a gigantic asteroid rushing
toward the earth," says Jake. "And
we've only got 24 hours until
it hits and all life on earth
is wiped out. What would you
want to do during that day
before it hits?"
BG grins, spreads his legs,
wiggles his toes, flexes
his dick-moving muscles a little,
kinda wags his dick. "That's easy,"
says BG. "I'd want to spend
that day having sex with
you, having sex with
you, and drinking." "What
kind of sex?" says Jake.
"All kinds," says BG. "Sucking,
fucking, jerking, frotting,
cumming and cumming repeat
drink sex drink cum drink
fuck suck frot jerk, I think
you get the idea."
"I think I do," says Jake.
"How about you?" says BG.
"What would you want to
do with that last day?"
"Well first of all I'd
want to say how sad,
how tragic, dying so
young. I'm only 25,
and you're only 26,
and we're oh so very
young, so very very
young," Jake says dramatically.
"OK, I get it," says BG. "We'd
be dying young. But what would
you want to do with your last
day?"
"Oh I like your plan," says
Jake. "Lots of
sex with you, and lots
of drinking. But maybe add in
one quick game of drunk tennis,
and after we have
that drunk tennis game (I'd
like to win by the way),
we come back here to
the apartment drenched
in sweat and kinda
sticky to the touch
and then we go at on the
kitchen floor in
front of the refrigerator
with the refrigerator door open
and the cool air
is streaming out of the
refrigerator and wafting over
our hot sweaty butts while
we roll around fucking on the floor
in front of the refrigerator" says Jake.
"Nice touch!" says BG. "The
cool air from the open refrigerator
on our naked butts. Real nice.
And what if it all turns out
to be a false alarm? What if
the asteroid misses the
earth altogether, or they
send up a bunch of
nuclear missiles and blast
it out of the sky before
it can hit us?"
"Then I guess all that
sex we had and that
drinking we did during that
last day would have been
a waste, wouldn't it?" says Jake.
"Ha ha," says BG.
"Ha ha," says Jake.
"But right now," says BG. "My
penis is really craving an
orgasm. How about yours?"
"The same," says Jake.
So they lie there
side by side, staring
up at the ceiling.
BG tugs on his own big
gorgeous cock.
Jake tugs on his own
big gorgeous cock.
They lie there
cheerfully masturbating together.
BG is humming some little
tune that neither of them
recognizes.
"Ah, jerking off," says Jake.
"It's the gift that never quits."
"And cumming," says BG.
"Ahhhhh yes, cumming," says Jake.
"Cumming ah cumming -- that's
quite the gift too -- let's do that,"
says BG.
And so that's exactly what
they do.

--Carl Miller Daniels (January 15, 2023)