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martedì 29 dicembre 2015

Club Prive Roma

  In a club Prive

In a Club Prive
Naked
I sat talking
About the weather

In a Club Prive pool
Naked and wet
I sat in conversation
About football

In a Club Prive bar
Still naked
I complained
About the price of food

In a Club Prive private room
Naked but covered by men
I was fucked
Again and again

martedì 24 novembre 2015

The Bus

We sometimes take the bus just for the ride!

There was no need
I was not going anywhere
I did not need to be anywhere
It was just an impulse

There was an empty road
An empty seat
So I took it
It was there

There were many seats
Offering similar views
Of similar places
But I sat near the window

I could see and be seen
The window of life
Capturing the movement
Of the day

I was thrown about
Knocked around
I bounced up and down
As we raced to our destination

The destination was not important
But to arrive was
Arrival meant something
I was travelling again

The bus emptied
The city's seeds flushed
Through the doors
And dripped into a waiting life

I sat on a warmed seat
And wondered
Should I take another bus
Or just stay on this one

This bus I knew the route
I had travelled its routine
And witnessed its contents
And knew what to expect

And I stayed
On my warm seat
With no timetable
And only the excitement of routine

giovedì 1 maggio 2014

What do I do???? Prose for Pros 38

Some People Ask........

I am often asked
What do I do?
I know......I know
The person just
Wants to hear
Me talk 'dirty'
Dirty deeds
To wank
To masturbate
To emit his seed

I am often asked
What am I like?
But they want
To know
About my cunt
To hear me say
My cunt
My anus
Maybe the same
Person reads my blog

I am often asked
What do I like?
I lust
Like any other
And try to please
Like only a few
I seldom
Touch myself
Unless instructed
And often am

I am often asked
Am I single?
Am I married?
Not sure what
Is best
To be
But single
Or married
I am
Me

Me I write poems
About my cunt
And me the slut
But I too
Ask the question
What do I do?
Not to excite
Not to get
Hard nipples
And wet

I ESCORT
I Excite

I Seduce

I Copulate

I Orgasm

I make Rigid

And I Tease

I always Tease
I tease
To Please

To Tease is desire
To be Rigid is to ride
To Orgasm I crave
To Copulate I want
To Seduce I need
And to Excite gives
Me value
And I need
To be valued
And desired

I need to plea, I lust to please and I must be pleasured

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

0039 3281769818




venerdì 28 marzo 2014

Open door, open legs policy Prose for Pros 30


It is sometimes unusual and not totally straight forward when meeting a playmate for the first time. It is a time to be polite and courteous so you do the normal stuff you do when you meet. Kiss on the cheek and a friendly greeting etc. But you also know that it is not just an everyday greeting. The agreement has been accepted by both parties that sex will take place and so there is both nervousness and excitement all jumbled up together. It is a curious and enthralling mix. Hands and lips are sent mixed messages from the brain and it is an important time for all. First impressions are of course really important.

Here is a poem I wrote about this particular moment. The moment someone I have never met arrives at my door. He is walking towards my door knowing he will be fucking me inside soon. He stands at my door knowing he can do whatever he likes to me (well within limits of course!). He kisses my cheek with the knowledge that his lips will taste not only my cheeks but more delicate parts.

The door is opened and then my legs

We shook hands but I would shake more
We kissed on the cheek but I would kiss more
We embraced warmly but we would embrace more
And he was only at the door

We were shy but wanton
We were excited but reluctant
We were wanting more but accepted less
Because we were only at the door

The bedroom beckoned
Nakedness awaited
A rigid cock expected
An exploring tongue urged
A feverish tongue longed for

But we were only at the door
We were meeting, a first time meeting
A new experience and a wish for lusty moments
A break from the tedium, life's merry-go-round
That's not always merry

The door was opened politely but not so my legs
They were sprayed out quickly
To show a moist and welcoming opening
That excited to the touch and thrust forward 
To take the tip of the tongue

My home has one door that entices visitors 
My body has three
Each brooding for a touch and caress
Each longing for a surge of energy
To bustle in and take up space

One minute we are strangers
The next we are friends
Naked and smiling
Exercising our sex and satisfying our lust
For fun, friendship and of course a fuck

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

0039 3281769818