Yen for Young Yin

Young pussy smells of flow'ring fen; it feels like fresh meringue.
As softly as a mother hen, it snuggles on my wang.
I truly love (no condescending) breasts that do not hang,
Soft, sweet young lips my cock's distending, asses I can prang.

For me that's simply how it's been, since ere my first BIG BANG:
Some cute blond girl of twelve (or ten) made all my bells go CLANG,
And then, undressed with me attending, up my stiff staff sprang,
My scrotum screaming, hot for spending: Fuck this sweet young thang!

Soft hairless thighs spread wide for penetration, then KA-CHANG!
My cock invaded deep, unbending – how those wild bells rang!
I rammed it hard inside each tender tube – no conscience pang.
If I ripped through an undefended hymen, angels sang!

Should one indulge his pedo penchant? [Please forgive my slang.]
Oh, please just tell me where and when; I'm UP and so's my schlang!
At dusk down in her daddy's den, midday in my Mustang,
Flat on her back, on knees or bending over, baby – BANG!

If you are not at all offended by this lewd harangue,
If you, in fact, have yelled 'AMEN!', some deep gut chord went twang,
Like me, no doubt, you've gone past Zen – beyond zeitgeist, by dang.
You want, you need YOUNG YIN! The yen yearns deep within your YANG!

So visit here, and come again, from Denver or Da Nang.
Sweet prelolitas – made for men – with each mouse click – pa-zang!

As duly noted in the Disclaimer section of the primary Info page on this section of the ASSTR.ORG website, Philo P Dee is a purely fictitious character who serves as a sort of emcee for this small bit of erotic e-amusement. He's an avatar, a bit more than a nom de plume, something like the star/narrator of the one-man drama that underlies his section of the website. He should NOT be seen or understood to be the central character in any of those poems and stories on Philo's Phun Pages which are written as first person narratives. Philo P Dee is of course, in the quasi-reality of cyberspace, intended to be perceived as exactly what most of the other purely fictitious central male characters on these pages are, and as he labels himself on his main index page: 'a rag man', or 'anagram' of 'pedophile'.

Who is the REAL writer, the person (actual human being) responsible for these works of erotic fiction? Are any of his (my) real world experiences mirrored by or dramatized into any of Philo's stories or poems? That really doesn't, or shouldn't, matter in the least to those readers who come here looking for a tiny bit of literary entertainment. Neither he (I) nor any other real person will be found here – no more a part of Philo's purely phictional purview than reality is any real part of a science fiction novel. Folks, this page, like almost everything else published at ASSTR.ORG under the pseudonym Philo P Dee, is merely part of the internet; it's not real, it's not part of your – or anyone's – actual life. Please just read and enjoy the stories. And oh yeah – by the way... I was just kidding about the Volvo.

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