Powder I once made a confession, I won't happen again, I've failed all my desires after that fateful day ... I once had an erection, well, sort of, at the age of five: we tumbled in the bushes, yes, we made out in broad daylight. Not sandbox, slide or jungle-gym, I entertained a different whim: Our groins playfully occupied ... - It was our first and only time. Because I failed to take into account that my "sickness'' would be spread around: all the parents gave advice to shun that dirty little fairy, who was out to stain their precious sons... Sometimes, in those lonely hours, I can hear his voice in my head, the most erotic promise that a.rnan has ever made: "If you were a landscape, Love, a kingdom I came passing through, I'd stop and reach down for my penis, and urinate all over you." I once had an aquaintance too, who liked to wrestle me, me, me. He'd put me in a headlock or he'd simply sit on top of me. One sunny day then I found out that touching me got him aroused, which gave a whole new meaning to the squats our gym-coach made us do: where he had to sit on my shoulders, all sweat and sighs, my head embedded firmly between his strong warm thighs. Perhaps all this got me somehow predisposed for butch guys, bears and things you're not supposed to do ... Sometimes, in those lonely hours, I can hear his voice in my head, the most erotic promise that a.rnan has ever made: "If you were a landscape, Love, a kingdom I came passing through, I'd stop and reach down for my penis, and urinate all over you."
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