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First Bite:
I kissed a boy
Not any boy
But one who'd come a father
Not a father who sires a son
But one who'd guide his flock
His lips were slightly moistened
Nervously just swiped
His eyelids fluttered frantically
Not sure if he should watch
Reaching in to take first bite
I seized what I must know
Stole away his innocence
Reaping what's been sown
He was a boy from seminary
His golden locks shone bright
I led him 'way, into the dark
Removed the cloth that clothed him
Naked, standing cock to cock
Carnal knowledge taking root
I took from him what wasn't mine
Broke the bond that bound him
Caressing long his virgin bud
He blossomed with my touch
Flowering; he gave me pause
Then turned and gave his blessing
Swift to taste what wasn't known
I fed his 'bidden fruit
Once wrapped within his welcoming
Our passions grew intense;
Begged me deeper still
Taking time and pleasure
He slowly bit and chew
Until I came unto his end
His wanton flesh my prize
Married, we were union'd
As only men can be
Crying out to heaven
Eyes upon the Lord
Spilled his seed in prayerful thanks
Giving as received
Not any boy
But one who'd come a father
Not a father who sires a son
But one who'd guide his flock
His lips were slightly moistened
Nervously just swiped
His eyelids fluttered frantically
Not sure if he should watch
Reaching in to take first bite
I seized what I must know
Stole away his innocence
Reaping what's been sown
He was a boy from seminary
His golden locks shone bright
I led him 'way, into the dark
Removed the cloth that clothed him
Naked, standing cock to cock
Carnal knowledge taking root
I took from him what wasn't mine
Broke the bond that bound him
Caressing long his virgin bud
He blossomed with my touch
Flowering; he gave me pause
Then turned and gave his blessing
Swift to taste what wasn't known
I fed his 'bidden fruit
Once wrapped within his welcoming
Our passions grew intense;
Begged me deeper still
Taking time and pleasure
He slowly bit and chew
Until I came unto his end
His wanton flesh my prize
Married, we were union'd
As only men can be
Crying out to heaven
Eyes upon the Lord
Spilled his seed in prayerful thanks
Giving as received
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