Starship of Lanterns

I will probably go to jail one day.
grass, lemons and sun in the air,
a hot day, the boys in their shorts,
hanging with their friends,
and hanging too low on their waists.
I brush against the mesh
for just a second as I pull them down,
just the tiniest movement
and the dick springs up and over
the waistband, well below waist-level,
and flops back down again
a momentary bounce.
after I interfered.
after I couldn’t help myself.
and I will probably go to jail one day.

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There’s nothing much better than the sight of two dicks rubbing together, sliding, wiping.. dick-on-dick contact is literally the highlight of my world.

Then we have the feeling of the the tip of your dick, and the underside of the head, rubbing on the same spot of another guy’s dick. True gayness. True hotness.

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They need to take off their shoes, put some sheets on that mattress.. and then let me in between. I swear I’d start with that crazy looking grey bulge. Oh my. Sniiiiiiffffffffffffffffffff.

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I wonder how many dads out there have these kinds of thoughts?

*Hmm. Better put that thought on hold for 20 years* lmao.

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