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Weaponised

He weaponised
his big
rock
hard
cock
against me
with
distance
beckoning
me closer
to use it
as a
9mm revolver
and
one day
I shot
myself
in the mouth
post
torturing him
with
his own
smutty monologue
and
we broke
ourselves
during a soft
interlude
slamming
into mercury
in between
distorted
breaths & inaudible whispers
outlining
all the things
he thought
but
never said
dirty & pornographic
cuffed to his
raw wilderness
until
his balls
were blue
and
I guess
he won’t be
doing
that again
in a
hurry
as I sat
on his
chiseled
heart shaped
face
and
used his
gorgeous
mouth
to drive
me
up the wall
until I’m
gushing & trembling
and
our composure
lost
all over again
on one another
fused
by soft kisses
and
the desire
to feel
something
beyond
mediocre
and
I love that
the most
about him.