Since moving back to Brooklyn, I've hooked up with about 6 guys who live within 6 or less blocks from my place. But the one in this poem lived even closer than one block away. He lived just one floor up right over my head, with the photo to your right being that of our apartment doors and the staircase connecting us. Notice my "L" crest on the bottom door?
So when I said "neighbor", in this case, I really meant "neighbor".
And don't judge me. For I'm sure a good number of you have either laid some pipe, or had some pipe laid in you from a neighbor who lives just as close by. So I'm sure you will have no problem relating. Enjoy. ;-)
Love Thy Neighbor, Fuck Thy Neighbor
Neighbor
invites me up to smoke haze and chat
A.k.a.
pre-interview
For
once I heard him ask my cock size
Only
a fool could miss that as a clue
Fast
forward to my approaching birthday
There
I was being coy
As
he offered his cakes to rub light on my candle
To
get cream-filled by this birthday boy
I
turned him down, but then told my friends
Doing
this my body knew “doth protest too much”
He
was wearing me down, and in a matter of time
Our
dicks and asses would be in deep touch
One
night he finally wore me down
For
there he stood
One
floor down to my apartment door
To
experience a fucking so good
To
see if all the skills I profess to have
Were
all truth, or a bunch of lies
We’d
been dancing around this for months
Now
we were going to make each other wise
Like
how the freeness of my porn past
Hid
how I was actually a shy guy instead
Or
his unlocking pics of a semi-soft dick online
Revealed
an erect monster as he laid on my bed
After
I sucked it, he whispered, “Take it”
As
I straddled him taking every last inch in
Then
while still in my tight hole, I was put on my back
For
him to thrust, then gush his man-milk within
He
often called at an hour so late
My
cock was good for jerking off at best
But
one night I got hard just enough
To
feel the warmth and nice grip of his flesh
Then
he asked if he could take my ass
I
obliged, he gushed, and we were wet
You
know quick intense sex has happened
When
it even makes your ears sweat
Its
intensity was Fate saying goodbye
For
soon after came moving day
The
end to lust laden lays
Just
one flight of stairs away
The
good book says to love thy neighbor
It
never said to fuck thy neighbor
I
found myself in a prudish moment
Thinking
it inappropriate behavior
If
it was, then we gave in to the sin
Of
mutual lust from mutual consent
And
with other sinful neighbors nearby
No
sense being sad
Or
dare repent
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