When you withdrew your affections I pumped myself shamelessly for days. My semen was depressing to see. Entranced by mocking skeletal memories I ventured further into myself. Your capriciousness-- once a cocktease-- now attacked. You were long gone, but I took you.

I took you and we tumbled off the bed. I had you in the steamy shower. Fucked you covertly in that alley. Shook from your voice, whimpering past words. Knelt before you, waiting reverently. Had you sit on my face again and again.

I stole you. I sit at home with you, shades drawn, drooling. Look at me. 

Copyright © 2001 john e. All Rights Reserved. Do not post or copy without the express written consent of the author.