in case you'se missed this at logic alley, (tsk tsk)

**we all sucked**

anyway
many men
regard me as
cock ring
checker and/or tester
the faggot
man - who
by the way
operates
both ways - sat
next
to me
back seat
70's mustang while
his ‘boy’ friend
joy rode us round
town and my
gurlfriend
took
front passenger
side

he opened
a small poly
bag the bag
decked out
hand gun
silhouette the silhouette
on front
was a front
for items
kept
secret

I peeked over as he
pulled out
3 cock rings
assorted
sizes/colors
leather
and
he told me he
never
wore one
and didn't have
the know how
about how to
attach
any of the things to his
thing

I told him he had to
stuff all of his stuff
inside the ring while
his dick
was soft

the lane was closed
at the next
intersection
and we stayed
the driver
turned around
leaned
on the back
of the front seat and
looked
at the rings
winked at his friend his friend
winked at him we all
winked
blinked at one other and
then
he told him
they were too
small

he tossed them
to me
jutted
his hips
forward
unzipped his
denim and
he pulled my
hand that held
the smallest
cockring
straight down into
the opening and
I didn't
resist

I squished
his balls and
lifeless dick
inside my palm and
I tried to pack
it all into
the undersized neon blue nickel plated ring
and
when allthat
didn't fit I
tried the next
size but
by then
he was aroused and
he moved
close
his breath
creaming
along my neck like
his dick and
he whispered:
forget that....

jezus...man…
I said… I
can’t maneuver this
thing unless you
keep your
dick
limp… but
he couldn’t
do it the driver couldn’t
do it 
my friend and 
I could do it -we
all
sucked

smell ME/3 (under erection)

so....ya you wanna know more me? well, come here - close close...yes closer and i'll let ya smell me: i like men taller than my knee women who squat when they pee i pee when i squat mommy's into saturday morning cartoons hit parades belt buckle back-hand blues daddy sunday funnies paint can fumes philadelphia corner pretzel vendors fender benders shipyard pushcarts and that's why my hair's no worse than archie's nightmare my nose runs runs run in my family shitface zitface pisspoor marcia marcia marcia my sister hates jan joanie sucks chachi's -juice- o yea i go to the shore float undersea in a humpty dumpty shell listen to the atlantic ocean moan watch it wash dirty wash ashore and if you ask me one more question right now i'll drag ya into the men's locker room beat yer meat kick yer ass roll ya up like Hormel sausage fetal postion tape yer eyes with a dirty doily and flush down a sloppy john - belly up
these stats forced to change without irreconcilable improvements. - - ok now...2 b cunt. err cont. take-a-ticket

more of my stuff here:
thunder sandwich
logic alley