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Tongues entwined

Our passion rising

As I taste something

Rather surprising



It wasn’t like others

This brand new kiss

But instead something else

That made me reminisce



Then it hit me

Still lips-locked

And began to smile

Slightly shocked



Being the firs time

I’d ever received

Such an experience

The kiss I’d not conceived



It was before the embrace

While he lain between

My back arched high

Barely keeping sane



Staining his tongue

Each lapping lick

With this taste

On his buds it stick



So as his touched mine

The taste transferring

Filling my own

This flavor reoccurring



Unlike when I masturbate

And dabble my fingers

Within my own pleasure

On his tongue it lingers



Thus, while kissing him

My juices on himself

It felt like I was

Actually kissing myself







Inspired by: Keith Marshall Hixenbaugh

Created on:  August 25, 2007