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Retribution (Or, Day of Reckoning)

I'm sorry I made fun of your
Cock and quantity that flowed
Would you suck mine as a respite?

....

Would only be considered right
Because I yearn to make us whole
We'll be one, to untie my role
My prick wants to connect, cajole!
You know you want to, so don't fight
I'm sorry
In gay sex, remorse becomes my role
Merge our jizz, bodies and souls
We aren't in the wrong, we are right!
My weakness will become your might
Swallow my juice, drink the glycol!
I'm sorry.

You're not stupid, as smart as me
You just have to believe it see
Use your intellect for your kicks
Give your enemies a quick fix.
You can be a genius like me
An evil one too, you're worthy
You just have to be more crafty
And you can then play evil tricks
You're not stupid
Deep down you are way smarter then me
I will give you my brain you see.
Well, a quarter of it to mix
No more you'll feel like a hick
Able to mesmerize, and creep
You're NOT stupid!

Don't be afraid of my tanned legs
Tonight you can choose, not to beg
I know you were intimidated
That day at my work, X-Rated!
And I'm sorry. How should I pay?
I made fun that is, I did tread
I saw you alone in your threads
I knew then you masturbated.
Don't be afraid
This doesn't have to be, you're no dreg
Yourself, I mean. Stick in your peg
My legs want you to, baited!
In lust and ecstasy, sedated!
My legs and your schlong, like bacon and eggs
Don't be afraid.
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A poem with three verses or scenarios, written in Rondeau style with a couple rouge syllable lines at the last verse.

Verse/Scenario 1 - a male porn star with more sperm volume wants me to suck his dick and swallow his jizz so I can become 'whole' with his flesh and his 'spermies' after he makes fun of my small volume (presuming I'm on anti-psychotics to reduce my ejaculate) and smaller penis I was born with.

Verse/Scenario 2 - an evil genius wishes to have surgery to remove 1/4 of his brain and have it surgically bound and placed in my scalp.  He knows I pride myself on my intellect and after he scores higher than me on a standard IQ test, feels bad and guilty about this.

Verse/Scenario 3 - a woman's lush, sexy legs want my Willy to enter between them so they can engulf me with love .... and lust!  Then my flesh and her's become one.  The premise here is love not fear.  Learn to love it not to fear it.  Turn anxiety into sane curiosity.

....


Various plays on the base competitiveness of our society and retribution and sharing to the perceived 'weaker' man.


Written by astrosleuth
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