by Carl Miller Daniels
when sitting in warm yogurt, virginia, and
gravitating toward the moon,
the two sexy naked big-dicked boys
looked around their college dorm room,
and were delighted with the collection
of stuff that they had crammed into their
snug little room: balls of newspaper,
and wads of string, old brightly painted
tennis shoes, and dried ears of
corn collected from halloween
corn fields, at midnight,
last week, during an especially
nice drunken foray into the
surrounding countryside.
the two sexy naked big-dicked boys
were college sophomores, majoring
in art and art history.
the two boys were in love with
each other. and they
kind of liked being
here in warm yogurt, virginia,
and they kind of hated it,
too, boonies-backwoods
college in the middle
of the mountains, in
the middle of nowhere.
now, though,
the two sexy naked big-dicked boys
were just as happy as they could be,
sitting here on the floor facing
each other. they were each masturbating,
each boy tugging on his own
big sturdy dick, and
watching each other do that.
they were kind of drunk,
they were happy with the
stuff they’d crammed into
their little dorm room,
and
they enjoyed watching each
other jerk off.
they were good-looking boys,
and enjoyed each other’s being that way.
“tyrannosaurus rex was sure
a mean ole dinosaur,”
said the first boy.
“oh i don’t know,”
said the other boy. “i suspect
he was just hungry all the time.”
“that’d do it all right,”
said the first boy.
they sat there tugging
on their big smooth cocks,
almost ready to spurt cum,
it was easy to tell. their
balls were pulled up
real tight against their
sweet sexy bodies, and
the skin of their cocks
was so tight it seemed
to be made of stretched
and gleaming cellophane.
“gonna do it,” said
the first sexy naked big-dicked boy,
and he began spurting cum,
big gobs of it,
up and back, splatting
his chest and belly.
“might as well,”
said the second sexy naked big-dicked boy,
and he, too, spurted big gooey gobs of
cum, up onto his own taut sexy chest
and flat sweaty belly.
then, “ahhhhhh,” said both boys,
at exactly the same time.
the dried ears of corn, the balls
of newspaper, wads of
string, the mounds of
brightly painted tennis shoes.
the two sexy naked big-dicked young men
sitting naked on the floor,
the air smelling of cum.
ah, autumn in warm yogurt, virginia.
ah, the taste of fall.