A Triad of Gaycurious Poems

Three poems exploring Gaycurious desires: "Vampire of Love," "Lucky Bottom!'" and "Woodworking."

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Vampire of Love

At first, he sucked my cock and drank my cum.
I was with a fag but not yet one.

But I couldn’t wait to be with him again.
I wanted to explore what might be around the bend.

So down the road I went with him once more.
Little did I know what pleasures were in store.

I held his hand and looked into his eyes.
He looked in mine and I felt hypnotized.

I was falling ever deeper into him
With an ever growing urge, in turn, to let him in.

Soon his cock was deep within my mouth
Then in my ass, in both holes north and south.

There might still be a chance to turn away.
I hadn’t yet received him in that final way.

But then there was a gush into my throat
And over the falls I went in my small boat.

Then downward in the roar I fell and fell.
I was now forevermore under his spell.

I was drinking deep the potion of his love.
Over the brink I fell, thanks to his gentle shove.

Now I knew I wanted more and more
Of his fluid love, through my front or back door.

He knew so well he was invited in
And that now he’d made me one of him!


Lucky Bottom!

Now that I’ve had daddy’s cock in me, I need it every day and night.
The thought of not having it steadily gives me an alarming fright.

Once it’s in he holds me firm and pumps with all his might.
Whether hard and fast or slow and steady it always feels just right.

It makes me feel I’m part of him, which of course I am.
I am now his in body and soul and he’s my loving man.

He is my darling Daddy Dom. I’m his sweet sissy sub.
His ample cock so deep inside possesses me in this act of love.

Once it’s done, I can’t escape, because I do not want to.
My love for him is something now that I must hold onto.

I can’t let go. I need it so. Every session is such pleasure.
Having him again in me. He has claimed me as his treasure.

But when he’s pumped and poled me long in our loving spree,
Then he tenses and releases and puts his treasure in me!

Then I am his lucky bottom filled with his liquid love
In a state of total bliss in the aftermath of our push and shove.

In this way the deal is sealed on and on, such pleasure.
He is my Dom, I and his sub. Our love goes on forever!


Woodworking

What might give us ample pleasure,
As two men in shared endeavor?

Perhaps some wood work we could do
We could pound or even screw a pole into a hole or two!

This project we could do together, having so much fun.
Each of us would be ‘fulfilled’ after we are done!

I’ve heard you have a special tool, specially for this task,
A ‘brad driver’ for tapping holes like I have in my eager ass!

I, Grant, would grant you access. You, Brad, would be my guest.
I know our project would ‘end up’ a wonderful success!

Our poles would be so firmly worked into each others holes.
The deal would then be firmly sealed with special glue straight from the soul.

We would build a house of wood where we both would live as one,
Doing woodwork night and day, together, so much fun!

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