Beauty in the night

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BigWig69
BigWig69
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Out of my mind with beauty
Sliding through the waters of youth
Backwards looking for truth
In the shadows of yesteryear
Wishing for replays and second chances, and wayward glances
Eyes turn into teenage burn and eternal cravings
Out of my mind with beauty out of my skin with the touch of your memory
Out of my heart with The burning memory of a kiss never had
Out of my body lying next to you, blanket pushed down, heat of summer
I see your golden ass, you on your side,
Moving closer in the shadow of night
We had moved and ground in our sleepy haze barely breathing, ass to ass so many times I thought you must be awake, I felt you pushing back, bum on bum, forbidden lust one on one
Were you on fire too, were you filled with cock ache and heart break
Night after night, lying beside you, bikini boys hard cock totem's burning with feverish intent
My Hand moving slowly across forbidden lines touching, breath held, listening
I pull your navy blue bikini underwear up your pale white marble ass glistening
It's so beautiful, I'm out of my mind with desire
I reach over your hip and begin, tracing the marble arch of your balls, gasp, delightful sensation of my lust filled years, now on my fingertips, Curling slowly around your globes, warm, perfect curves up and back gently touching the soft cotton swell of your perfect balls

Retreat, heartbeat pounding, fear, shaking in the shadow of night, eyes fixed on your exposed ass, underwear pulled high by my hand
Like a snake back to its prey, my hand slowly moved, tracing the gentle soft skin next to your underwear, so smooth, free of hair, moving slowly relishing the glory of your beauty
Your inner thigh so soft and smooth
Your legs so strong and powerful, muscular hairy, soccer thighs
Black man's butt, firm round beautiful ass, so sweet it made me delirious with desire
I remember Levi's Chords clinging to your manhood, caressing your beautiful balls, pulled up tight, nuts hanging over the side of the seam, hypnotizing me
That time in the car on the way home, when you had a hard on the whole way home, you showed us jabbing it with your finger on your dark Edwin jeans and I was dying inside, mesmerized wanting to be the finger poking your tortured cock bulging with insane hormonal strength

When we were young and crazy drunk on the way to a party ten or more in the back of a van, massive wrestle, I reached through the pile of entwined bodies and grabbed and squeezed your big beautiful balls three times and when we got out you told me and I wanted to say it was me and hope that you wanted it too, but I was afraid and I'm still lost in that cage of fear
I reached over your hip again and cupped your delicious balls, warm, under my hand, swathed in bikini blue, tight underwear, daring youth
My aching boyhood bursting beside you cum dripping from my cock so sore with desire it burned
Eternal fire
Boy on fire
Finger lifting underneath your waistband, barely breathing, lifting slowly, held up to the air, sweet treasures below
My hand slowly entered your private domain, my breath soft, ragged, barely moving, only my serpentine hand twisting down
Slowly circling your soft brown, silky pubic hair, twirling it in my lustful
Finger, slowly down further, soft ball to touch, wishing for a taste, caressing its smooth satin side
Growing bolder, the finger moves slowly up and down your soft shaft and briefly touches your button head, your shaft grows to my touch and for an instant I feel powerful, a cock lord
Fear rushes in like a tidal wave, breath rapid, fear of a pain worse than death, shame, woeful sorrowful shame
Retreat
Panic
Roll over
Silent tears
Still there after all these years
Boyhood ache
Another night
Bikini blue again, sweet desire casts caution to the wind
My move came fast, too fast
My fingers closed on the delicate crevice of your perfect ass, squeezing the soft flesh, I hear your voice, I stop pulling away my hand like lightning in a storm, holding my breath, not daring to move
We slept, in sorrow I lay in the dark

Adult heartbreak worse and worse every day
Wishing for another night beside you

We’re Older now, less bold, desire hasn’t waned, cock ache to blame
Silver haired chest rising and falling in the moonlit desires of my fantasy mind
Hairy balls hanging like jewels cupped in your tight underwear displayed like diamonds in a jewelers storefront
Magnificent stones, orbs of lust, waiting for me
Arching back, head tilted, throes of ecstatic surrender to a lifetime of yearning, wanting, forbidden desire
Head and hand entwined in soft chest hair breath rising and falling
Naked legs curled around soft and sweet

BigWig69
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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 6 years ago
Oh yes, we girls love gay poetry,

and you have a lot to say--actually too much. Your lovely lines might be trimmed, keeping the best ones and deleting the weaker ones. It is just a bit toooooo long to hold the readers interest in this era where epic poetry fails and shorter verse stays.

Please give us more. On the other hand maybe you should develope it into a story if you haven't yet done so.

"Hairy balls hanging like jewels cupped in your tight underwear displayed like diamonds in a jewelers storefront" very nice image!!! makes the reader open her mouth

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