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Thursday, 06 October 2011

MANLOVE



You sit between my legs and in my arms' embrace
While you beat your meat and I see your dick from your
personal perspective.


I pinch your nipples, rub your belly, squeeze your chest, run my fingers into your groin while we both gaze in awe and wonder at the piece of wood rising from your nappy pubic forest. 
 I dawgtalk in your ear, encouraging your lust until you erupt like Kilauea. And maybe feel the drops of lava on my arms as they fall back to earth!

I feel you relax against my body as I tighten my embrace making you feel
safe and secure.
We talk our secrets in the solitude and privacy of our aloneness knowing they will not travel.

I reach for your upper thighs, where your legs join your torso and massage the joining as you slouch deeper into my essence and your legs spread even wider without your consent.
Your hole is exposed to my curious finger tips poking around your bizness. Your wood has turned to bone once more as I play with your manhole.

Your eyes shut automatically from the weight of lust on their lids.
You bend your knees up providing me more permission to explore
as I send ripple after ripple through your golden triangle.
Now I grip your joint, replacing your hand with my foreign touch.
And the newness excites up both.

We are lost in the nether world of the LZ,
somewhere between here and there as homolovelust courses through our bodies.
We have fused into one, if only momentarily;
it is/we are all out of our control enveloped in a primordial sac that is raw and low down and right up our alley.

Our minds fused a long time ago
with conversations and understandings
that freaked us out.
We are kindred spirits,
two of a kind,
symbiotic in our love
of things carnal
and male.

The embrace triggers the release
and releases the relief
from the built up tension sexual and otherwise.
We cum spontaneously,
in cadence, in step with each other.
We are in lust!

Manlove is a bitch!

© Ahmasi 2011

10 comments:

  1. Sorry if I'm being rude, but these words almost made me cum. Very sexy.

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  2. I dont get it. I totally enjoyed this poem and even got a little HOT reading it and then CRASH!!!

    Explain to me please, why "Manlove is a bitch". Is it a bitch because it feels so incredibly GOOD and some guys suffer intense guilt about their feelings?

    Personally, I've never had such amazing sex or felt such intense LUST and there's no guilt here, none at all.

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  3. DIEGO: DON'T THINK YOU ARE RUDE. EXPRESS YO~SELF!

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  4. JEFF: I AM SO THERE WITH YOU! I CAN'T IMAGINE GIVING MY ENERGY TO A WOMAN IN THE SAME VAIN THAT I GIVE TO A MAN.

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  5. Sir: I always considered you as a friend; then you go and pull a stunt like this! How dare you! I was caught completely off guard! I had to clean my keyboard after reading this entry. You needed to include a "parental advisory!" LOL! Great job!

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  6. well, having sown an appreciable amount of seed on both sides of the fence, I can definately say that although some the mechanics are similar, M2M is much, much better. I never met a woman who could give a proper BJ.. but that goes for many of the men I've encountered as well :>)~

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  7. MSM, Man Love and down right good ole loving man to man.

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  8. CHET: ARE YOU GETTING YOUR SHARE OF MAN LOVE?

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