I couldn’t get enough of his
Red-hot thugtastic flavor
His street-marinated machoness
His slow-simmered deliciousness

His masculinity was everything.
Sliding down my throat
Like velvet, scarlet strawberries
Lingering in my bloodstream
Soaked into my mind, body, and soul

He was the juiciest hot boy
In the block of my heart
Dripping with mind-blowing heat
That top-tier gangbuster swagger
Body bangin’, a thugged-out work
Of man-sculpted art

Chest so supremely **** and blessed
Abs so creatively layered
Shimmering deeply in the inner depths
Of my queer dimension
Brick biceps flexin’ and finessin’
My homosexual vessel

Certified muscle game
With that untamed magic for me
To bask in everlastingly
His ***, tight, tempting, and devourable
I craved writing freaky poetry
All over the surface of it

He had me sprung on his man-love
His man-sauce, his thick-throbbin’ man-meat
His man-everything
I was lit up, turned out, stupefied, man-high, and
Doped TF up on his **** passion
In the deepest, hottest way