Today I had a bit of "inspiration", so I wrote a wee poem about my favorite pastime - masturbation! Hopefully most don't find this too offensive - perhaps I was a bit caught in the heat of the moment, if you know what I mean! Ever since I was quite a young boy, I often played with my special toy! Since then the act of masturbation, truly became my fondest obsession! Masturbation always felt so cool, sometimes I even did it in school! Other boys provided an excitement, in my pants I would pitch a tent! I came to realize that I was gay, yet nobody else wanted to play! So at night echoed familiar beats, I touched myself under the sheets! And when I was a young Boy Scout I eagerly awaited every campout! I wonder if my tent buddy knew how many loads at night I blew! Later came an overwhelming need when my penis began to drip seed! My penis were my palms slapping, for hours on end I was fapping! There was no such parish priest that could tame my naughty beast! If masturbation was ever sinful then how come I felt so gleeful? Without remorse I renounced Jesus as I worshiped my erect phallus! I didn't need a religious pariah, an ejaculating penis was my Messiah! When my penis commanded, I obeyed, to my genitals I happily prayed! When I got a powerful erection my hands raced in its direction! On precum my fingers would slip as they eagerly caressed my tip! I retained my mischievous grin as I released a flurry of sin! No longer was my lust contained, on my socked feet semen rained! A shower of my thick white cream fell on my sandals like a stream! My penis remains so very playful, and my hands are always faithful! I don't think that I will ever stop letting my lustful member pop! I will surrender myself to nature as I indulge in primal pleasure! And if there was ever a detractor I will remain a proud masturbator!
