Date: Tue, 30 May 2000 08:22:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: samuel taylor <jared_00_00@yahoo.com>
Subject: Motorcycle Hustling 6

Disclaimer:
Adults Only!

MotorCycle Hustling: The Final Orgasm
by jared

Finished my stock broker client with
the Dow up +3/4. My mouth's economy
boomed with his Bull like cock and balls,
for about 130$---my bonus check from Klauss
---my stock advice paid off.
I dropped acid and took him back to hid air
conditioned office and wall street clone
mindset, as I raced through the city streets,
my mind fueled with sex, afterglow,
hormones, and thoughts about my
existence----
i am thinking of sweat, oil, leather,
bondage,---my leather seat moo's at me
a "gooood boy"
my belt is a whip
to lash out on my brother's behind,
soft small smooth----
he needs discipline, masculine
imaging----a tough body to withstand
male humiliation, I am a cheap
porn star on a motorcycle rocket
seeking escape from my fate as a
burnt doughboy---
i am the hustling doughboy
who will be spanked by the
hands of greasy chef daddies---
my dough is sweet and wholesome
what about the other hustler's
who are they?---why do we do this?
it is so ancient---
beautiful boys placed in
the phallic machine----naked--
a semen dessert for lonely men---
we are the pyramid boys who hold the
orgasm seed of life---
when we are drained we become
liquid muscle---shells and zombies.
the phallic starship will
hold the great castrating monster who will replace our

precious balls with golden grapes and robe us with
white sheets and make us into
singing girls.
Locks of our hair will be
kept for the future-----
i wish i were a marine-boy
my faltering bicep--
rich boy sucking on poor beggar man
poor prince boy
shaved for the king
chained detention boys
toil and grunt---
powder choir boys
massage the priest---
quiet nerd boys
will sock jocks off for protection
punk boys will
beat up art fag boys
who love whip cream and
strawberries,
i am a male fairy
a gentle kiss eros messenger to the
tips of worshipped men's dick......
---i am speeding......
into a flaming scrotum
rejoice in my hustling ego--
a sad clown of a role---
will i grow stale---
have nothing left for
my master jason---
he loves me
he hates me
he made me and he will destroy me
he is massive and powerful----
jock master whom I worship
Crash---- my body goes hurling into a
field of men
who will
weep for me and rebuild me
jason is there
"Master protect me!"
jason---slowly
undresses me and peels off my
hustling--mask under is a
mature servant jock
who will
get up stronged and healed
and disciplined,
a whole jock
with charisma and
chisled body
my perfect dick
hard in my fresh whites.
Jason's dick stamps my
ass with approval---
your a new male---- a chorus
of angel nude youths lift me to my
maker and sucks away my last drop of semen
no more is left. i am neutral sexed.
now i watch the paramedics
peel my boyish frame away from my boyish bike
who crashed into a
park of roman human statues---
a soldier boy with a broad
chest and crafted legs, sword and shield.
I penetrated his gonads, with my
modern speeding phallic bike.....
I see my clients weep solely each in their
rooms, as they remember me,
but sson a new boy comes--
a beginner, shy and handsome.
He rides a skate board,
and carries a back pack.....
My spirit hand rubs his pale white cheek
as he lays on the lawn near my crash
site, my hand raises his shirt and feels his nipples
and slowly tickles down his chest
towards his loose pants,
his dick throbs as a spiritual
hand slowly masterbates him,
he moans in sleepy pleasure,
" my new hustler boyfriend--you will be so
wonderful---keep your semen precious, don't go
speeding around
and wasting your youth on other men.
He groans n a wet dream of a oldder dude
like me taking him under his wing and showing him the
masculine ropes---
meawhile---tempting
men try to entice him with their
stale luxuries and depressing
dicks----
"Stay fresh----my new found dude...."
"Stay fresh!"
The skater boy
felt ashamed his
white briefs
so stained with cum and
his dick hard.....
his masculine desires where
yearning for gold---from older men.
He kept his dick to himself and the
lurking men went away---
he joined the other male nymph youths
for a skinny dip....
celebrating his dick with other young dudes....

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