From Pud to Stud

They say, “Youth is wasted on the young”

Sad, but true, especially when it comes to love—and sex

Mostly sex

I can easily recall the days of rock hard abs

Wet dreams every night

Woodies every morning

Pre-teens and teens claiming to be studs

For getting to first base

Maybe second

And heckling your buddies

For beating their puds

While lying

And denying

Pubescent pecker parties of one

Nightly

Perhaps twice

Even thrice

Daily

 

Each year older and a little bolder

The lies grow exponentially

Beyond the fractions of your actions

Your best bud beats you

He’s the first to go all the way

“For real,” he says

Till you find out

From a friend of a friend

He shot his wad on her panties

Before his dick ever touched her quim

Then fate chooses to be kind

With your first time all the way

You earn the right of a shit eating grin

You play with her pussy

Then stick it right in

Before your five second fiasco

But what a glorious five seconds

Till she complains about your lack of stamina

And you try to compare it to rodeo stars

Where eight seconds is all that’s required

But your sales pitch fails

And the jail bait bails

Though you call after her

Claiming we can try again

And she drops you even lower

“Come back when you become a man”

 

If you survive the embarrassment of youth

The day does arrive when you become a man

Perhaps even a stud

But only if you’ve learned the art of the mind-fuck

You’ve got to capture a woman’s emotions

Long before the oral

The vaginal

The anal

And all other pleasures you take in hand

Kinky Nursery Rhyme

One, two,
No clothes, no shoes;
Three, four,
Kneel at door;
Five, six,
Bag of tricks;
Seven, eight,
Laid out straight;
Nine, ten,
What and when;
Eleven, twelve,
He dips and delves;
Thirteen, fourteen,
Spanks His queen;
Fifteen, sixteen,
Until blush is seen;
Seventeen, eighteen,
Unzips His jeans;
Nineteen, twenty,
Kinky fun a’plenty.

In the Woods

So what if Red Riding Hood and the Wolf is cliché

We still love the woods, all night and all day

A mountain cabin is perfect for a retreat

But anywhere can be blessed when your love is complete

 

Away from civilization, no one around us for miles

We frolic in the woods wearing nothing but smiles

Or we lounge all day long naked in the bed

Fucking this way and that way, and of course giving head

 

We open the bag with all the adult pleasure toys

For binding, spanking, and orgasmic penetration joys

Yes, every time we go on a vacation trip

It’s always enhanced by our D/s relationship

 

With kat as Red Riding Hood our tale takes a turn

She’s red with arousal, her body does burn

She fears not her Alpha, she wants him to pounce

And lick up her juices, every last ounce

 

He pounces and licks, then slurps up some more

He savors the flavor, with sensations galore

By then his wolf stick is needing a sheath

He stuffs it on in… wow, what a relief

 

“Oh, what a feeling,” she says with delight

“Because Little Red, you’re so fucking tight.”

“If you like tight holes, I have a surprise, my dear

Flip me, and lube me, and fuck my tight rear”

 

“A grand gift indeed, and one I shall take

I’ll fuck you until you quiver and quake”

“Stop talking, just do it, my body is on fire

Ram it, and slam it, and fill our anal desire”

 

Once bidden, twice done, pure orgasmic bliss

Doubling the pleasure, there’s nothing better than this

So when kat asked, “Daddy, can we stay another week?”

“Sure, baby, now let’s shower, it’s time for a little tongue-in-cheek”

I’ll Keep You Safe

He grabbed her long ponytail, gave it a yank
Get your butt back on the bike, he said
I’ll keep you steady, doofus, I’ll keep you safe

He tucked a squiggly curl back into place
Dance with me, you’ll do okay, he said
I’ll hold you tight, babe, I’ll keep you safe

He lifted the veil from her beaming face
I promise to love you forever, he said,
I’ll walk by your side, wife, I’ll keep you safe

He smoothed sweat-soaked hair from her flushed face,
Almost there, bear down and push, he said,
I’m right here, my queen, I’ll keep you safe

He grasped her hair in a fisted embrace
I’m going to blindfold and tie you, he said
Use and abuse you, sweet sub, but I’ll keep you safe

He brushed white hair from her tired, wrinkled face
I’ve got your hand, I won’t let go, he said
I’ll see you to the other side, my love, I’ll keep you safe

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Response to Critics of D/s Men

Some think a man can’t be a man in the D/s lifestyle

They think we’re mean to women, and treat them rather vile

Some think we all are sadists, thrilled to dish out pain

And they label us somewhere between the crazy and insane

 

But not one of them has ever experienced the life

Or felt the cathartic release of pleasure-pain relieving strife

They’ve never had a relationship where there is total trust

Or the freedom to be just who you are without disgust

 

They’ve never had an orgasm that topped the Richter scale

Or multiples so powerful they forgot to exhale

They’ve never had a mate with love so unconditional

They submit in total obedience completely intentional

 

They’ve never had a fantasy come to pass in every way

Or realize from the moment you wake you begin the foreplay

They’re so set in their ways most are “anal retentive”

Hell… they don’t even know you can be sexually inventive

 

Just once I’d like to hear someone first choose to try

Before they condemn us “kinksters” without a reason why

Of course there are exceptions, bad apples in the bunch

Cuz’ posers are as clueless as the mentally out-to-lunch

 

It requires responsibility to be a legitimate D/s man

He bears the weight of leadership—according to plan

Fulfilling wants and needs, and keeping his sub safe and protected

Finding sub-space without sub-drop, aftercare is never neglected

 

Many Doms in the D/s scheme give more than they take

It turns them on to please their subs and hear the sounds they make

The whimpers and moans, cries and passionate screams

Testify that they’re fulfilling their sub’s fantasy dreams

 

An experienced Dom works like hell to please his mate

The D/s life is give and take, and when done right the reward is great

His loving sub submits to him, expressions of love through obedience

Cuz’ the give and take in the D/s life are the proven ingredients

 

And don’t forget the love and trust, respect and communication

Adding to the D/s relationship contentment and elation

So to the critics of D/s men I will simply say

Judge not, or you’ll be judged… cuz’ turnabout is fair play