fascination

always been fascinated
by a man's physique
sculpted in perfection
manhood in erection

standing a foot away
admiring the beauty
thoughts in riot
a stirring need to be soothed

kneeling in front
with his whistle in hand
giving him a blow
that he never knew

drawing his horn inside
i let it glide
deep in my throat
where he draws comfort

thrusting in and out
he nearly shout
pleasure began to ripple
as his body trembled

swallowing half his seed
that he'd squirted
spilling some in my lips
that both of us tasted