Compels

gripping the hair at the base of my neck,
strong, thick fingers keeping actions in check,
guiding me towards that large throbbing cock,
where at the tip there’s a glistening speck.
looking upwards, my eyes upon yours lock,
against my reddened lips, manhood does knock,
opening my mouth, beginning to lick,
smooth velvet, that feels as hard as a rock.
such adoration, worshipping your prick,
at seeping opening, my tongue does flick,
lapping up that manly essence, that wells,
stroking you shaft, helps get you orgasmic,
knowing you’re getting close, as manhood swells,
and way those balls tauten, also foretells,
my finger in arse, finally compels,
as each spurt, cum deep into throat propels.