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