Ode to Penis {redux}

I sing to you, my cock
you bring me joys in darkest hours
relief to stirring senses
and bring many a fantasy to its climax

oh cock of mine, you bring much pleasures too
to my companions
they enjoy the feel, the length and girth
the sense of joy in penetration

I'm lost in ecstasy when I feel you deep
deep deep in a man's rectum
his moans of pleasure, of pain perhaps
increase tumescence in you, my cock

lost in a fantasy, in a dream even
a body moves and brings you to attention
his scent still lingers, his voice, his cadence
the way of his eyes, his full, round buttocks
will make you hard, your precum flowing

whether by tongue or ass, a fantasy
my hands, you bring me pleasures
even at times beyond my senses

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