A Confrontation

He entered my room at noon
I told him that it was far too soon
He laughed and didn’t care
Before I knew it his body was bare
I took a step back
Nearly tripped on a crack
He only brushed away of a wisp of his hair


I told him to go
That he would become my foe
My words didn’t mean a shred
He pushed me back on the bed
And began to use his tongue
I saw that he was hung
I gave up, the trap was sprung


He sucked on my nipples
Feelings flowed through me like ripples
Licking down my center
I could no longer play the dissenter
My cock became thick
His mouth made it slick
My helpless, happy dick


I came in an instant
The sensation was brilliant
As quickly as he entered, he left
Committing no sin or theft
I lay by myself
Staring at my shelf
Wondering where he learned to assert himself