I'm a writer in my spare time, but one thing I can't be open about is the amount of things I've written about that are bisexual and erotic. So here is a poem, about my first (and to date only) time with a man Adam cold feet lament missing warmth that stroke that does not belong taboo -- too close for comfort shudder involuntarily as lips trail from warm feet subservient up to virility, a compromising positiong. The door is locked, the nod is bare over the blankets gripped by four hands toes curled in the cold room -- a shiver and I swallow my pride
Sexy! Very nice stuff. - Drew
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Very nice!
like it...and understand it so well!
