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ode to my bubba by limpet

Submitted by grÜeMaster emeritus and uberlord supreme at 2013-07-19 12:34:25 EDT
Rating: 2.0 on 1 rating (1 review) (V)

i miss his wizened touch, the feel of his bony, rough-hewn fingers up my bum, his hot breath across my balls

i long for the taste of his wrinkled foreskin, never completely stretched even after my most arduous efforts, hiding mysterious treasures within its loverly folds

i love the treats if i could make him hard, and the sting of his hand on my ass if only heavy; i crave them both, even today

he still enters me in my dreams, my glourious freddy krueger
his memory haunts me each time i take the neighbor boy

ah the glory days of my youth, when life ran sweet with my bubba's ancient nectar

one day i'll find you bubba, or perhaps become you

the circle of my very best life

me and bubba - bubba and me

una in perpetuum

fin


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Submitted by grÜeMaster emeritus and uberlord supreme at 2013-07-19 12:34:06 EDT (#)
Rating: 2

plus fucking two!


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