safety alert for men who wear short pants and no underwear

[ftlaudft]

love with a barefoot stranger...

I met him at a nightclub
and took him home to bed.
I liked the dude, we both got nude
and gave each other head.

I passed out drunk, unconscious,
until the light of dawn.
Thick semen ripples stained both nipples.
Gone - the guy was gone.

He left forever in my mouth
a taste not sour, not sweet;
a taste that feeds my secret needs,
the taste of salty feet...

[ftlaudft]

two guys who just can't call it quits...

There are no guys more unalike
on earth than you and I.
Yet there's no way we two can say
a gentleman's goodby.

For we were never gentlemen.
We're passionate, not civil.
We burn with fire, then freeze desire.
It makes the penis shrivel!

[ftlaudft]

communal orgasms...

There is a village far away,
nestled among the hills,
where sexual couplings every day
produce collective thrills.

Orgasms are communal.
One dude's ejaculation
makes all dicks hard. No holds are barred
in cosmic masturbation.

Each man helps every other man
'til climax is complete,
with mouth or hands, as taste demands.
Some do it with their feet.

Our scholars leave to analyze
these hot sperm-shooting men.
By now we know when off they go
they won't be back again...

[ftlaudft]

footstink remembered...

You fell asleep and I removed your shoe,
pulled off your sock, then sucked on your big toe.
I sucked into my soul the barefoot you -
the taste, the smells that I had longed to know.
Deep in the secret garden of my brain
where mem'ries go,
where smells remain,
strange flow'rs that breathe your scent began to grow...

[ftlaudft]

the touch of love...

When all the world was lost in nighttime rest,
and guardian angels dozed from pole to pole,
I held your naked foot against my chest.
It left a footprint deep within my soul.
Though dreams may fade and life is never whole,
yet love will stay.
When floodtides roll,
love's footprint leads into a timeless day...

[ftlaudft]

well?

I'm asking you so sweetly
if I can see you nude.
I love to see completely
what makes a dude a dude.

Bare ass, bare feet, bare everything
turns green in fields of clover.
Let's drop our pants and find romance
if you're eighteen or over...

[ftlaudft]

training Master...

You've got to train your Master
or life's a living hell.
I think my method's faster
than some that I've heard tell.

My Master is a manly man.
He's into manly feet.
One thing he knows. I'll suck his toes
when words and tone are sweet.

Our plan incorporates a truce
with pleas and soft replies.
The best laid plans of mice and moose
involve a compromise.

Sometimes he throws me to the ground
with nothing to hold onto,
and then he starts to play around -
but only if I want to.

He rubs his foot across my face
but always with respect.
Nude in the sack I pay him back
whenever he's erect.

And that's the deal. He makes me feel
that I have some control.
With boyish pride I can decide
how, when and in which hole.

That's how it goes. I sniff his toes.
They're great from every angle.
With any luck I then will suck
his things that dip and dangle...

[ftlaudft]

halfway to Heaven...

Halfway to Heaven, at the river's bend,
I paused upon my pilgrimage to rest.
By water's edge I met my golden friend.
Up to my lips his warm bare foot I pressed
and kissed it there
on Heaven's stair
as we became a vision of the blessed...

[stustustugoo]

magical!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[ftlaudft]

Thank you, Stustustugoo, for reading "halfway to Heaven" and commenting on it. Your word magical is very appropriate for what I'm trying to express.

There's nothing more ordinary in the human experience than sex. Sex is basic, fundamental and physical. It can involve sex organs, body parts such as earlobes, nipples, or feet, and at a certain point, through the power of love, the ordinary becomes extraordinary. The physical becomes spiritual. The basic and fundamental becomes metaphysical.

All of us here who have been there and done that will agree. It's like magic!