(no subject)
I would kill for some
Sweeping floors at the mill all day
Dropped out of school just to get away
I'm just a kid but I'll soon be dead
And all I want is some good head
Flipping pizzas on a Saturday night
classy asses to the left and right
have you ever been laid, she said
Fuck you. I'd rather have some good head
he said with a smirk.
so over course, i obliged.
moving down i could smell the vinyl
warm blue vinyl from this old mustang.
button fly,
a jerk to the right and they all come undone.
he lifts up his ass, so i can slide down his pants.
awkwardly it shift from either side of his thighs, in four movements.
commando would have been preferred, but these boxers are a close second.
removing yet another layer, i reveal his flaccid cock,
i remember, he's been drinking and don't take it personally.
slide my hand down it, to the cup of his smooth ridge,
i'm pleased he's shone, i'd be disappointed if his pretty boy facade were ruined now.
taking his sac in one hand and his now growing harder cock in the other hand.
reaching out with my mouth, i pull back his foreskin with my lips.
i can smell and taste the piss of a night of consumption,
i duck my head up and down till the savor is gone,
and i'm left with that familiar bitter of skin and beer,
it expands in my mouth, (as if all i had to do was add water)
and pushes up pre cum, (and it's only been a minute).
a few more jerks, and he's cumming,
flooding my mouth, and dribbling down my chin.
i catch the excess, in my hand, and feed it gently back too him.
bored, i get out of the car, light a cigarette, and head back into the bar.