A Rock and a Hard Place

Oh that thrill of the embrace, 

To slide my hand into place,

And feel the hard and throbbing bone,

That soon will make my mouth it's home!

My pulse it quickens to the beat,

Of this big and bouncing meat.

That momentary obstacle, 

A zipper and some pants to pull,

Bring joy and a swell of wanton sweat,

As I stroke it without regret. 

I rub my face upon its head,

Then gently lick it till it's red.

I slide my tongue down to the balls,

As his groaning fills my halls.

My neighbours surely heard the score,

Of moans and slurping outside their doors,

I could have just invited him in,

But the thrill of getting caught in sin,

Brought the notion not to go within.

In the hall where all could stare,

As I suck him off without care.

Soon I hear an open door,

And feel them staring at the floor,

Where my knees are firmly planted,

As they approach and are granted,

A free show to watch and beat,

On their own exposed meat.

A crowd has gathered, three of them,

Encircling me, exposed men.

I reach up and open the door,

As we all spill onto the floor.

Caught between a rock hard one,

And several more, that need done.

Don't get me wrong,  it's not a chore,

But a pleasure I adore.

One thing left to do in store,

Is tally up the neighborhood score,

At least two were new "Cummers"

That fulfilled my hottest summers.