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by Shane Author IconMail Icon
Rated: · Poetry · LGBTQ+ · #1787780
a boy in his late teens reflects on his youth in a somewhat dangerous way... not my best
well I just dont know what to say, this is by no means a favorite of mine, but i find that if i let myself become too obsessed with a "poem" (I really dont even know if this counts to be honest) I end up being a complete perfectionist and never posting it on the site, so feel free to comment, criticize and judge,





Hey

I’m Jake

Thirteen years old and looking for some fun

Im blond and young and cute and fun and my best features are my big brown eyes



Hey Jake

I’m Tom

Eighteen years old, craving sex as a substitute for love,

You are cute and young and blond and fun and your best feature is your nice young body



So, Tom, how big are you?

How many people have you slept with?

Would you like to sleep with me?

Because I’m blond and young and cute and fun and my best feature is my tight young bum



Jake, I’m average in size and looks and mind

I used to be like you, I have slept with many people

Young, old, fat, thin, muscled, tall and short, anyone and everyone I could

I used to be young and cute and fun and blond and my best feature was my cute round face



But now my stomachs stretched from drinking

Cute face fading from the affects of age and drugs, I envy you, Jake, for being as young as you are

I look back on my youth and see only depravity

I will sleep with you, Jake, no matter how wrong, I need to feel like you, I need to feel loved once more



One day, the police will come and take me away for this perverse need

The inmates will beat me, maybe they’ll rape me

But I need to feel loved, I’ve craved it my whole life

Since the first time I made love, in the childrens park



I was hooked.

Now I’ve scared you off with how I’m talking

But we’ll still meet up, and I’ll make you moan and groan and scream

I’ll get you hooked as I am now, and teach you the pleasures you can enjoy,



Then I’ll lie down on my bed when you’ve gone away

And cry to myself all day.

Imagine being young and adored again,

And just imagine the fun.

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