safety alert for men who wear short pants and no underwear

[ftlaudft]

My life, my loves, my poems may pass away.
All things must end, and yet I dare to say
they live where they have helped a foot shy due
embrace a lover's feet to set the mood.
The truth is this:
poetry lives in every barefoot kiss...

[ftlaudft]

Come to me naked. Slap me with your dick.
Your dick, your soles - whatever makes you tick.
Bare soles slap hard. Love has an awesome sting.
Your penis slaps to show it is my king.

Good sex is art. Good sex is also work.
It's give and take and whistle while you jerk.
I'll never leave you with old cum-stained feet.
You'll get them back spit-cleaned, hair-dried and neat...

I'll fluff your dick and hang it out to dry.
I'll hold your feet against my lips and sigh.
Your body parts iin need I'll lick and rinse,
for you're my barefoot king and I'm your prince.
Nude king and vassal
will frolic in the grass, get down and rassle...

[ftlaudft]

I lick his soles and get a barefoot taste.
It is the taste of love, not pure, not chaste,
but full of male humanity. I've spent
my life in search of that life-giving scent
and live again
when loved by men whose feet love other men...

[ftlaudft]

Give me a glance, a smile and one old sock.
I've got a date to fiddle with my cock.
I feel your presence in my heart and hand
My fingers frolic. Penis takes a stand.
Excuse me now.
Oh, what a whiff! It's time to push the plow...

[stustustugoo]

delightful, devilish, and daunting!!!!!!!!!!!

[ftlaudft]

You have a way with words, Stu! Thank you! And another...

He stretches out upon my Persian rug.
His nakedness invites a hug and tug.
When big boys rub together, dick to dick,
a skinny bump turns into something thick.
Sometimes it hurts.
Sometimes with luck it hurts so good it squirts...

[ftlaudft]

I love to watch a masturbating hunk
glorify cock while fingering his junk.
I love to watch between his toes and smell
while he pulls cum shots from his pipi well.
That's what I do.
Sometimes I imitate and jerk. Do you?

[ftlaudft]

A barefoot dude was stomping gapes one day.
I grabbed a foot and sucked the juice away.
Feet knocked me down and when I looked above,
his dick revealed that push had come to shove.

Feet in my mouth gave me the taste of toes.
Suddenly we were wrestling without clothes.
He stomped me as he would a precious grape
and buggered me, but let's not call it rape...

[ftlaudft]

You give me feet. There's heaven in those toes.
Once when we danced outdoors without our clothes,
belly to belly, tits felt toes entwine,
we sucked a toast and dipped our dicks in wine.

Today we dip our toes in fine champagne
and sixty-nine a love we can't explain.
Happiness smells like feet. The taste of toe
defines the only paradise I know...

[ftlaudft]

My love of feet, my love of barefoot men
can't be explained by how or why or when.
Love should include, transcend both taste and smell.
To love is heaven. Not to love is hell.
This is my song.
Love isn't always right. It's never wrong...