Snakes and snails and puppy dog tails.... Well maybe.. but I kind of think it is something else. Perhaps an urgency... an inflation, followed by a twitch, a suddenness. Something bottled, something trapped, looking for a path. senses narrowed, and narrowing oneself, coming to a point, a pinnacle, a pulsation, Thar She blows! I never really fit into it, my wagging puppy dog tail. No urgency...
Just the facts... masturbation to completion... 17 ? 18? opening the hydrant on a summers night, getting your honey all wet and wild? 22.
Yikes! how many honeys had there been by then? patient girls... bless them all. So... hmm not a normal boy... but strictly heterosexual in his panties, and a good thing too, because it wouldn't do really, I mean it was frowned upon. Except the summer everyone turned gay in old new york. but not moi... no fantasies.. no urgency in that way.
Sugar and spice... well hardly... it is more an expansion than a narrowing... more zones, better zones... and witnessing an urgency being a source of urgency... playing with it... touching it.. tasting it, enclosing it. and this well certainly not a normal girl. realizing the sensations in my nipples... 30+... and the rest...well... really it is more like last week,
so it is a parlour trick really... see the hair grow!, see the chest grow! and making things disappear! where did that pesky puppy dog tail go? And who misplaced the balls. Now how are we going to play? I hate that when a girl says that. Don't you?
But more and more I realize she has a point.
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