Tuesday, December 27, 2022

BG p44 (Beautiful Guy poem 44)


"I had this weird and crazy
kinda dream last night," BG (Beautiful Guy)
says to hot sexy Jake.
"What was that?" says Jake.
It's 8:00 a.m.,
and BG and Jake are still in bed,
lying beside each other, all
the covers thrown off, as
usual, and as usual for this time
of day, and other times of day
as well,
both BG and Jake are naked,
and horny,
their big smooth dicks
hard and thick
and gently pulsing.
"You remember Colin Morgan,
the guy who played Merlin
on the Merlin tv series?" says BG.
"Yeah," says Jake. "He
was hot. So did you have a
sex dream about him?"
"Not exactly," says BG,
"but then again, kinda. I
dreamed that the old Merlin,
the way the young Merlin looked when
he changed into the
ancient Merlin with
long white hair
and the flowing beard,  
I dreamed that the old Merlin
was standing in our bedroom
and watching us screw,
and he started talking while
we were screwing,
and what he said was,
Enjoy every moment now,
kiddos, BG you're 26,
and Jake you're 25, and
and you're both hot and gorgeous
and full of cum, and
sex sex sex is happening
all the time, you can't
keep your hands off of
each other's dicks,
your dicks are constantly
inside each other's bodies,
your wet mouths, your
tight little cock-hungry assholes,    
sometimes even your armpits,
so enjoy every moment of
craving and having fun
with each other's
hot beautiful bodies,
enjoy every orgasm, enjoy
each and every spurt
of each and every gob
of cum, because,
I know that
you're 26 and 25 years
old now, and that it won't always
be like this, your bodies
will change and so will
your abilities to do
certain kinds of
sexual things.  So, heck yeah,
enjoy yourselves, enjoy
every minute, every day
is a gift, spurt cum as
often as the mood hits,
spurt cum and spurt cum
and spurt cum, lord knows
you produce enough of it,
wallow in your orgasmic
moments and your post-orgasmic
bliss. Spurt a thousand
gallons of cum, each!
Spurt cum like your dicks
are big thick fire hoses that squirt
cum instead of water.  
You'll still have
a lot of fun when these kinda
things start to fade, true, other things
will start to seem more
interesting than they seem
right now, but, for this moment,
this time when you, BG,
are 26, and you, Jake, are 25,
savor these
moments when you both
are cum-producing factories,
orgasmic dynamos, enjoy
these moments, spurt
cum as often as the mood
hits, slather everything
with your cum, sheets,
pillow cases, mirrors,
canvases, each other,
and hang onto
each other with hugs that
are so tight, they are
almost orgasms themselves."
BG pauses, sighs, then
says to Jake, "Then I
woke up. It was
like Merlin was actually standing
right here watching us
fuck. Everything was all so
clear, so vivid. And I
really can remember
every word he said. Eerie.
Anyhow, so that
was my dream. Kinda unsettling
huh?"
"Um, kinda" says Jake. "And
kinda hot, too. I never thought
of Merlin as a sex expert, though."
"Oh," says BG, "I think
the hot young Merlin and
hot Arthur
had quite a lot of experience
with sex, I think they
had a lot of sex with each other,
kinda behind the scenes, never
shown on the tv show itself of course,
but I think those two were
fucking like rabbits, particularly
in the mornings when Merlin
brought Arthur breakfast,
and God the guy who
played Arthur was also
so hot, Bradley James, God
he was hot, anyway,
when Merlin brought Arthur
breakfast in the morning,
and Arthur was still lying
in bed all shirtless
and hot and sexy, I think
a lot of sexy stuff happened
those mornings, I think
there was a hell of a lot of
jerking, sucking, and fucking that
those two did."
Now, BG and Jake are lying there  
in bed naked beside each other,
their big dicks still very much erect
and throbbing with the
intensity of desire.
"This old guy Merlin in your dream,
this white-haired Merlin watching us while
we fucked, this Merlin who wants
us young guys to spurt as much
cum as possible while we
still can, this guy
who wants us to jerk, suck,
and fuck like rabbits,
this old guy Merlin
sounds like he just might know what
he's talking about," says Jake.
"Might could," says BG. "Wanna fuck?"
"Absolutely," says Jake, as he
rises to his knees. Then, says Jake,
"lie there on
your back, and
spread your legs and sling
your legs over my shoulders, and
let's fuck."
And that's exactly what
they do, for the next
half an hour or so, give or take
a moment or two, during which
moments they pause, and lick
each lick other's hard sweaty delicately
pointy little nipples.

--Carl Miller Daniels (December 26, 2022)

1 comment:

Carl Miller Daniels said...

Hello Stevexs, Thanks for posting this poem! Big smile here. :-) Thanks again! Best wishes and Happy New Year! --Carl