A Hard God

A HARD GOD

Is it hard or is it just stiff?
Either way it feels good, to the owner,
Words like turgid, rigid, rod, or bonner.
Any of these is adequate but cant really describe the feeling
I get when my length is hard.

Yeah its hard but at the same time soft all around.
Fully fleshed out with small ridges and spread skin,
For those with foreskins Ill bet theres that little bit
of extra
That can slide and glide up against the lengths kin.

As it ripens into a rod,
I feel so good I often invoke the name God
After all it does rule all MAN kind regardless of what some
us tell you
The length is God as, it rules men

All my senses seem to gather down around my Penis
The nerves are all a tingle and with enough attention
There seems to be produced a pronounced itch.

Hard, hard to describe, hardly done, handily done
Head swollen like a split bun,
Shaft of silky soft skin that makes a man grin
I dont have to put it in
I can just play, play, play
And through and through have it all in my very own way to the
end.

The skin, on length when stretched and grabbed,
Slides across the temporary bone with all its ridging
It dictates the length of stroke with attention to pull
But I know my limitations!

With all the handling of the length
Dont forget the rest of the deal
The balls in the scrotum rise up as the bag contracts
Doing its job and getting things ready,

GOD that feels to good,
The stroke
The slide
The burning rush
The urge to purge

Not so fast mister,
Its not winning the race that counts,
Its how you run it.


Ease off my grip,
Let the throb run through me,
I AM enjoying the trip and taking in the sights so to speak
Allow myself a little funa little leak

I know I know this sounds like I am in love with my length,
HELL YES, its mine and I know how to use it.
It took long splendid hours on finding out how not to loose
it,
Run my thumb up the urethra
Then touch the bottomunderneath ya.

Maybe not the prostate in that position
However it when done right can lead to emission


Closing in and getting higher I breath faster and deeper
Taking in all the little shifts in feelings
First underneath the head then down that shaft
Pace, race, eyes close in meditation
Head ready to explode,
Yeah its the load,
The pain of pleasure,
Feeling the fire growing height,
Forefinger and thumb ring up and down,
fast and slow,
tease and please,
grow and glow.

Oiled hands and bulging glans,
Whiplash motion with skin softening lotion,
That sounds so weird, skin softener for a hard on
Oh well what the hell it works!

Finally the big rushI see GOD well it has to be him because
when I come there is truly is nothing else in my mind so it
has to be GOD.
That was so good and now I just pant and drip and wish I could
redo the damn trip.
Ah but to find the time to have the fun
That isnt so easily done, now my length is back to normal,
just hanging about and used for peeing, isnt it great to
be a human being with a God that entertains and does so much
more?

DAEG Feb. 17, 05

 

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