by Gregg Rowe
'Come on down the aisle
Sit by my side
So I can accidentally
Flutter my fingertips
Across your thigh'
I see him board the bus by himself
One o'clock in the morning
Heading to Whistler
To fly down the white snow slopes
With his nose
And munch on Alice's homemade cookies
I was in the back seat
Room for three
Or to stretch out
Long-legged thighs
He saunters over
Crashes lazily onto the carpeted seat
Legs thrown into the aisle
Pulls out a book
The Picture of Dorian Gray
I whimsically glance at his reflection
In the midnight mirror glass
Fine blond curls
Tingle the Cretan crevasse of his neck
His head cocked back
Book falls into his tight crotched lap
I imagine that the snake started to slide
Down the inside of his thigh
The book jerking
As the tent erects
I felt myself grow
Just wanting to run
My slender fingers through
His fine golden hair
Wrap some locks around the base
Of my head
He opens his sea green eyes
Twinkles at me with a sly smile
White porcelain teeth
Shimmer in the pitch air
A man with a book
In his tented lap
Is the sexiest thing in the world
Besides an erected penis
Jerking in anticipating of finding warmth
He inches his youthful face towards mine
Lays his sinewy hand
Upon my chest
My nipples hard, reaching and hot for his touch
Whether by fingertip or tongue tip
Our jean thighs interlock
Rub fabric against fabric
Head to head
Fight like sheathed steeled swords
To connect
Inappropriate words never pass
As our bodies speak of our passions
His hands reach between fabric and skin
Connect to my magnetic pole
My slightly shaking hand
Interlocks with the blond curls
Force his rosy lips
Upon my readily opened mouth
To taste his warm tongue
At the back of my throat
Oh, how I want more of this man!
Stealthily we undress each other
To the laws of our confinement
And other passengers
Play and toy
Smile at the predicament
We were getting ourselves into
Quietly we rise
Adjust our tussled fabric
Sneak into the washroom
Perform acrobatics known only to circus performers
While watching
Our reflections in the shiny chrome
And mirror
He stands above me
Leans against the wall
His jeans opened
His pink balls sleep
Against the soft fabric
His penis points
To the skylight
Where white cumulus clouds
Race past the moon
I flick my tongue
Down the tip to the base
Wrap my hand
Around the engorged shaft
Engulf him to the hilt
As he tosses his golden curled head
Against the chromed wall
His mouth parts open
Angelic face enlightened with ecstasy
His sac shrinks
As the warm sweet liquid
Slowly begins to tear drop from his eye
My hand pumps faster
As my saliva river lubricates him
His waterfall slams
Against the back of my throat
As I swallow the seed
Of his Greek ancestry
We sneak back to our seat
Where he produces a blanket
Covers our bodies
As he slowly works his way
Down to my heated lap
Fumbling with snaps and buttons
My manhood pops out
And I feel the warmth of his tunnelled mouth
Envelope me
I escape from reality
Feel myself give in
Offer my seed to the Greek Adonis
After, as we rearrange
I feel the wetness
Of his second load
Kiss the zipper of my jeans
Swipe the overabundance
Onto my fingertips
Teasingly gaze at him
While I seductively place it on the tip of my tongue
"Hello," he boyishly grins
"Hello," I coo
"Can I clean your whistle at Whistler?"
"The whole week I'm up there"
"We won't get any skiing done"
"That's kewl, we each have a pole to play with"
He picks up the discarded book
And lays it on his lap
A man with a book
In his tented lap
Is the sexiest thing in the world
Besides an erected penis
Jerking in anticipation of finding warmth
Author notes
(Choice 4.)
Having sex with a complete stranger. This one always gets me... weird how some people could just fuck a complete stranger and then forget about it.
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My sexuality does not define me, what defines me is my wholeness as a person. My sexuality is part of that wholeness and one must not seperate the two. My Erotic Poetry is just that, erotic poetry. It is the truth of my fantasies. Like my social, living with HIV/AIDS, and death poems, I aim to take the reader onto a road of reality, because it is my reality. Even though I may not live my true sexual life like that I write in my erotic poetry, I am taking my reader onto a road that having sexual fantasies is part of life's reality.
Claude Kienhaus, author of "The Politics of Social Representation (p. 25) wrote: "A fantasy is precisely what (I) desire, but not necessarily want to act out..."and John Greyson the Torontorian award-winning film director for Lilies and Zero Patience says: "there is no automatic relation between the images (I write) and the sort of sex (I practice)...indeed there is profound differences between my pornographic fantasies I create/consume and the sexual act (I) perform.
For me, writing eroticism and pornographic poetry is my avenue for the practice of safe-sex while living with HIV/AIDS.
Written December 31st, 2001
In a list
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A contest entry
- this is my first contest...this is what i want... by StoriesOf MyLife.
400 points, ended December 21, 2005, 9 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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uhmmm... okay, well I'm going to remove this.
it doesn't follow at all what my contest was about [except for the word sex......],it doesn't have any girls in it... AND you've already won a trophy.
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excellent job, wonderfully erotic, congrats on the win, well deserved !!! gonna keep my eyes on the back of the bus from now on !!!!! hugs
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Your erotica never disappoints me. (And I also get more excited if there's someone watching... exhibitionism is fun). This was a great piece, very descriptive, good language. Best of luck to you in the contest!!
Elizabeth
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Mmm! Oh the things I get myself into before work!
Just as hot! Maybe even hotter! quickly fans myself Woah! Sheesh! Got me turned on, heh! I'm such a horn doggie! Hehehe! 
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Wow, this definately is an amazing piece my friend. You did a great job. I really liked this. You have huge talent, you make the reader fall into the story and live it. Wonderful work. Thanks for entering. Best of luck to you!
Take care.
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I read your response to MagicLady's comment... the one how you said you get turned on knowing there's a voyeur... I saw that just after I had thought of a response to her comment... I was going to agree that I too wish I could be a rider on that bus. Sounds so beautiful, yet deliciously erotic!!
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Raven: I pulled this one out of the competition because one of the rules was not to rely on the copulation so much as getting there...my other poem This Was The Year When fits more into the criteria that was asked and I profusely apologize about the confusion with my understanding the rules...though you are the judge of the contest and I leave that in your capable hands if you wish to consider the other write...I have added in Rule 5 in the comments even though I did pull it out. Gregg
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You know, writing erotic poetry is also an "escape" for me, as far as abstinence or safe sex goes--so for expressing yourself thoroughly and fervently while having to exist with a silent killer, I must applaud you. I have gotten desensitized to homosexual eroticism a great deal, though most people I know would probably cringe even thinking about how a gay person (and by "person" I mean men and women alike) must have sex. I adore your writing skills (and you entering this contest was the perfect opportunity to read your works because I was too chicken to do so before), and even your references to Greek culture and mythology. I may consider this one, though it is quite long--and I am accustomed to poems only about 48 lines long.
Just don't forget--you will have to re-edit this one to include rule #5.
Many blessings,
Raven Aurora
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Hmmmm, this piece is very erotic indeed, maybe even a bit too erotic for my particular type of taste. You definitely possess a great deal of imagination and use of imagery is excellent. While not exactly the type of fantasty or erotica that I am looking for, I have to give you credit for your openess and depth to living with HIV and creating your sexual fantasies while at the same time delving into safe sex through your erotica poems. I greatly appreciate your entry into the contest and I wish you the best of luck. Avril
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I'm assuming this is two men... and now you can assume that this is the best peice of same sex erotica I have ever read. I really loved it. What a fantasy... love on a bus... with a stranger in front of strangers! Its great. Good luck in the contest. Keep dreaming in ink.
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for me, homos are kinda disturbing but i liked this peice because it was real! the way you expressed it was a natural feeling. great job! good luck inmy contest!
Shana
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wow. you know whats weird? im a girl..... and i think i may have enjoyed this poem a little too much (if you get what im sayin) this was awsome! and when i enjoy them than thats a good sign!
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great poem, dude!!! awesome job!
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Oh no! I get turned on more if I know there is a voyeur...male or female!
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What a simply delicious piece of erotica. I loved the photo you used as well. It doesn't come close to the one that ran through my mind as I read your writing. I DO have a wonderful imagination!
I would have loved to have been a rider....watching. Kinky, I know. Cheryl
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Holy shitake mushrooms that I am picking
This one is hotter and I am sticking
You released the heat out of the open vent
And I was trying to think of a simple comment
Very HOT and steamy from each stanza
Now I better go and finish my bananna
Best wishes to you in the contest my dear~
Big hugs and much love~Desire
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bravo
After reading this piece all I've gotta say is "When's the next bus leaving?" Your talent for writing is obvious to the reader in how you bring us along for the ride! It does not seem like you are struggling or at a loss for words...perfection is a very hard to maintain throughout a whole piece - you have managed once again to accomplish this feat! Not everyone is able to....once again, bravo to you!
Edited on Apr 08, 9:24 because 'spelling idiot of course'.
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is laughing at the above comment um....i great write.
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Love the response, perked right up lol
Well, well well, Desire...and may I ask the proverbial question of you look forward to my release of what ? Hehehe!!!!! -
~ lordoftherings~
Thank you for your second entry
I will be back to comment
For I plan to read and absorb
Then give you my take on it
But I wanted to let you know
That I received your Erotica piece
Thank you again my fellow poet
I look forward to your release
Big hugs and much love~Desire
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