A POEM TO SHARE

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  1. mavedick

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    A POEM TO SHARE

    There's something that happens to every young man,
    When he learns how to play with his dick in his hand.
    At first he doesn't even know how it's done.
    He just rubs himself 'cause it feels like fun.
    As he rubs his penis, it gets harder and longer,
    And the good sensations get deeper and stronger.
    When the feelings just can't get any higher,
    It's almost like his whole body's on fire.
    Then something's happening deep inside,
    That rises and falls like the waves of the tide.
    Then it comes pumping out as thick white stuff,
    And makes a mess that he has to clean up.

    He's so confused, he doesn't know how to feel.
    Has he broken something? Will it ever heal?
    What has he done? He's afraid it's a sin.
    He swears to himself he'll never do it again.
    Despite all his efforts to stop and stay stopped,
    The pressure inside him gets so very hot,
    That he has to do it, no matter how hard he tries;
    And all of his promises turn out to be lies.
    When he's in the shower or on the toilet seat,
    He just can't keep from beating his meat.
    He does it at night, even in his dreams,
    Then he wakes up in a puddle of cream.
    His dick gets hard a dozen times a day.
    It's trying to tell him that it wants to play.
    He can't wait to get home from school,
    To go to work with his sexual tool.
    But each time he does it, it makes him afraid.
    Will this habit destroy him, his future betrayed?
    If his friends found out, what would they say?
    Would they think that doing this makes him gay?

    But what would he think if only he knew,
    That all of his friends were jacking off too?
    It's a natural part of growing up male.
    All normal guys do it without fail.
    Most men even do it all of their lives,
    In addition to having sex with their wives.
    Around twelve or fourteen, the sperm starts to flow,
    And this is its way of having somewhere to go.
    It's an added bonus that release of this pressure,
    Is accompanied by such mysterious pleasure.
    You can do it frequently and not be alarmed.
    No matter how much you do it, it does no harm.

    Please share this poem with your friends and brothers,
    Then talk about it with one another.
    Don't keep it a secret 'cause you're afraid it's weird.
    The truth can conquer a million fears.
    Few things in life hold such great fascination,
    As this wonderful thing they call masturbation.
     
  2. D_Roderick Beresford Stiffington IV

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    Bravo! That was a good read :D , very nice poem.
     
  3. B_RoysToy

    B_RoysToy New Member

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    Let us know if you read this without rubbing your cock, guys. It's an inducer to cock rubbing for sure :wow:
     
  4. taven

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    This reminds me of the guy who said his family was so poor it was lucky he was a boy or he wouldn't have had anything to play with. It's still my favorite toy.
     
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    Yeah, I bet it is, taven. How many times a day do you play with that toy?
     
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