A huddle of
three men – one of them, my lover. One of the men exposes a huge tumescent
cock, its spherical tip (like the cap of a mushroom) is swollen and crimson.
[First response]. Notice the other two men (they may, or may not, share a name)
seem unperturbed by this phallic display (and why should they be). I identify
the three men: father, lover, daughter’s father [interchangeable gendered
bodies]. Continue to lurk in the vicinity of these three men in spite of the
fullness of the room [party, drinks, frocks and suits]. The huddle opens and
one man (not my lover) is coated in semen that has ejaculated from the bulging
tip of that massive penis that earlier disturbed me. Erotic-vibes but from me
not towards me. The semen like a wave has crashed over the man: it seems to
pour out from his face, colour and texture icing-like as it drips from his
chin. I imagine it on me, in me: the taste and the smell [overpowering].
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