buzz-buzz

the yellow jacket lit on the apple and took several
evil-looking saw-toothed bites, its insectal
mouth parts, mandibles-maxillae, chitinous,
sharp, grinding and churning together, working
back and forth, slicing, cutting, excising.
**
the would-be-naturalist teenage boy stood
there watching, observing, scrutinizing
as the yellow jacket flew off, and another
one soon took its place, going to the
exact same wound in the apple, and
taking bites from out of that wound.
**
the would-be-naturalist teenage boy
observed several more yellow jackets
feeding on this particular apple.
then, he decided to move elsewhere,
away from the orchard, and out
into the nearby forest.
**
soon he stood beside an oak tree,
observing the lichens and moss growing
on its massive trunk while he masturbated.
he was now quite naked, lean, tall,
skinny, almost shockingly beautiful
in his raw nakedness, as he stood
there looking at the lichens and at the
moss, and tugging on his big smooth penis.
**
soon, he shuddered a bit, spurted
out several volleys of cum from
the tip of his penis, and observed
the cum as it dribbled down the
tree trunk, soaked into intertwined
masses of lichens and moss, some of
which had little sacs of spores
at the tips of long delicate
filaments. he savored the sparks and
jitters of the orgasm, synapses
firing away electrically somewhere
deep inside his brain--he didn't
know where yet, but he was sure
he would eventually find that out.
**
then, observing a small drop
of cum still clinging to
the tip of his penis, he touched
it with his fingertip.
the drop of cum clung
there, to his fingertip.
he kind of looked all around, as
though making sure that no one was
anywhere nearby (though he knew
there wasn't anyone else
around), and then, he
licked that droplet of cum
with the tip of
his tongue, and scrutinized
the taste:
**
he shrugged, made a
mental note, and grinned.


--Carl Miller Daniels (November 23, 2008)