new poems

 

Events One

Same crap different day you know the feeling

Go thru the motions mental self-cruelty

Why do we do this to ourselves?

Answers not given plain site

I’m here again oh no!

At your fortress

Knock knock

Events

Yes

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Outa Here

Throw out the blues

When you feel that colour

Get hold of a gal and go dancing

Go climbing with the five

Who wear shorts and vests

Make love on the peak

Cum together no blues then

Banish the blues away

To those boring city folk

Who live by a set routine

Work at 9 screw at 2

Have a shit at 4 coffee at 6

I can’t live my life like that

Stuck in a box of blues songs

Drive me bloody mad!

Give me damn freedom

Just for a day

Not your kind of life

You the blues man

Enjoy what you got

I’m outa here!

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Via Cubao

I got the jeep to Cubao

It was full as fuck

All jammed in sardine style

The hawker hanging on the back

Cubao! The pax knew where to go

Like the bus conductor

Get our bus it has a sign on front

They all say here there the Moon Mars

Board our vehicle to take you home

Elsewhere the bar where you wanna go?

Shangri La where the dancing gals are

Via plane submarine boat car chopper

Jeep to Cubao nothing is like it

See lady boys gays hot gals

All mincing it do this and that

I’m going to my call centre job

Just another Manila wage slave

Look at the gal in the shorts hehe

Don’t forget to get their numbers

Cubao via bayen via Quiapo

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Devil’s Vehicle

Going to reload my phone

Hear the high-performance engine roar

Racing bike goes past

That sounds go get some!

And a second racing bike goes past

Give it Devil’s fingers and he sees me

And replies the same

And opens her up full throttle

Off he goes what a sound

The best sound on the road

High performance piston engine

On a bike just like a plane

As cool as it gets...

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Mad Subs

You never saw three bears like those there

All dirty white in colour with red button noses

And even redder pissed off menacing eyes

See what each angry bear carried in his hands

Small matt black machine pistols locked and loaded

Evil looking death dispensing command presence items

Three not so little bears of all sexes

One is a guy one is a gal one is a lady boy

Visiting a bank near you to make a withdrawal

Leave the vault empty the front tills hurry up!

Do not call the cops or we will gun you down

Like we did in the last bank over there

We had two months in Bora Bora from that

Your cash will pay for a trip to Bali

Miami is so 1980s and we are the three bears

Amy the gal Roy the guy and Quentin the lady boy

Don’t fucking piss us off or we will subgun you!

We are all focused mentally unbalanced criminal bears

Photo by Dan Cook on Unsplash

Riga messages

Riga Messages 

Riga's boyfriend sent her a message:

I'm going to think of u later and imagine us making love. Taking our time. I will cum and fantacize oh how good it will feel madam Joann babe. Imagine how much u love my hard love missile babe and u all ur shyness vanishes hehe...

Riga Insides

A warmth inside as I think of you and say I'll write a poem or story of you and I as lover. I feel a giggle inside and light headed and light of body. I'm starting to cum. A dull ache all over me. I want to hold you. Like it when we touch. Want our flesh naked together. That first sensual touch. The first time we are naked. The first time we kiss. The first time we hold one another. No inhibitions. Your slim naked body resting against mine. A heat of desire rising within you. There feel it enjoy it and use it. Hold my hand caress my fingers. I embrace your waist. Pull you to me. Feel my hard cock on your legs. Touch it. Kiss me. Never ever let me go. Here we go babe. My fingers probed below. Enter your special place. Feel you becoming aroused. Wetness. I play with you. My fingers probed and tickle and feel. In and out side to side my lover. You gasp and moan. I move to your spot rub it. See how you shudder how good it feels babe. I will make you cum. You touch me down there. See how hard my dick is! Tell me babe have you seen one that big before? What do you want to do with it? Tell me and show me babe. I trust you. You can do anything in bed with me. As I will with you. This is between us. Oh there! My fingers back inside you. One finger then two and finally three. Feeling your special flower. Oh how tight you are! I caress and explore. You whisper words of desire and longing. I do this and take you to the edge. Almost there. My hand moved going to rub you. All in one action. You feel warm. You shudder in anticipation. How can this feel so good? Heat rises within you. Finally you cum. Your body shakes and you press close to me. You gasp and sigh all once take a deep breath and call my name as your climax washes over you. It engulfs you. You fall into me. Finally it's over. Wetness covers my hand and your leg babe. We kiss. You still hold me there. Wank me off. That feels good. You know how to do this. I take you to a different place. Time pauses we continue kissing. We have made something here just now. That belongs to us. Now it's.me who started to cum. My precum is there. You rub your fingers on it and that feels fine. On the tip of my cock. I say your name and hold you tight. Pulling you to me. As I climax my spunk whizzes over your hand. You laugh at this and it flows and drips on my leg. Still you wank me. We kiss. Our tongues clashing eyes wide shut. We fall together off the edge of the world. We hold one another close. I call your name. We rest together. Then we make love. I take you from behind. Hold your narrow hips and feel your back and legs all of you. I never imagined how right you would be baby! We do this till we both cum together. Our circle complete.something made that is ours and ours alone baby...

Odd Jerking

 

 

Odd Jerking

A guy hiked an Indonesian peak and saw a silver sphere there. If was so pretty! It reflected the green of the trees and grass and the blue sky. Like a mirror image. He walked over to it. He was reflected! Like a mirror. What the Hell is this thing? It’s too small to be a spaceship. He wasn’t scared but curious. This craft. Is it safe? What did the science journal say? How a spaceship could be powered. By a radiation engine or anti-gravity capability? He stood there admiring the spherical craft. It was stationery a metre above the ground. Slowly he touched it. The silver metal was smooth to the touch and cold. It wasn’t hot or warmed by the sun. He tapped it with his knuckle. It was solid and made a noise but not like tapping a car. More like a tank! What is this? Where is it from? Suddenly a feeling came over him. He got his cock out! Suddenly horny. His dick grew hard. What was happening to him? Why this desire rushing through him. He masturbated his penis. It grew to a large throbbing gristle in his hand. Unlike most Indonesian males this one still had his foreskin. He rubbed his cock on the shiny metal. He did this till he came. He grunted and groaned. This feels so fucking good. Better than a gal or any prostitute! Oh fuck me! Why does it feel so damn good? He was about to cum! Suddenly a small door in the top of the craft opened and a small green alien head appeared. A small alien floated out. The guy saw the alien but continued wanking. He was there! He came. His cum jetted out all over the metal leaving white spunk dripping down it. The alien asked What are you doing? The man stopped wanking and glared at the two fee tall alien. You’re late! You could of done this for me!! Your timing is terrible. For that you can wank me off again till I cum again…

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My Husband the Whore Collection Jimmy Boom Semtex revisit

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Jimmy Boom Semtex did three volumes of My Husband the Whore. They are here in this collection. This story is partly based on Joe’s quest for love and a search for something. What? Good times, sex, the missing link? All of the scenes are false but based in reality. It’s up to the readers to define which. It’s one fictitious man’s journey over several years in his life and personal conquests. Some were good, some bad. All are memorable. Guys and gals, we have all been there. Keep on looking. And when you find what you want, keep hold of it before it’s gone. Joe does not exist except in us all. Good luck! 

 

 

Real alternative wench.

 

All through his life Joe was an almost achiever. At school he was at the bottom of the class. Bullies put him down for a variety of reasons. They called him Frankenstein, saying Joe's head was square. Anything related to this was used too. Block on the landscape, Frankenstein behind the line, Joe can only get big girls etc. He fought back after years of abuse, using his hands, words and weapons.

 

When he left school, he eventually proved them all wrong. Jimmy's first girlfriend went to a Catholic school. All they did was kiss. It lasted 3 months. She left him when he refused to let her fuck his mate. He could have fucked hers too but it wasn't the point. Years later Joe heard she’d turned lesbian.

 

After that Joe got a big fat girl pregnant. It was his first time ever. He was very depressed over that and almost suicidal for a long time. The bullies at his garage job had a field day; it was like the old days again. Long term damage was done.

 

He hated the bullies, his life in his teens and being in the wrong job. A strong dominant mother was to blame, as was being so shy. Many hard knocks made Joe into who he was. A car crash, while street racing high performance cars from the garage, almost killed him. One of the bullies was injured. It was indirect payback to his hurtful words and actions. Joe was fired from his job.

 

Time moved on. He worked in a big bakery for the entire 90s and became a man. He was still quiet; his work mates were all older but responsible. The old joke was still there: Joe will only ever get a fat girl. Then in 1992, everything changed. He met Katya. She was a lovely lady and the only woman that Joe's strict mother ever liked.

 

Katya had already had a life. At 29, she was divorced, had two young children, worked in a shop, lived in a council house and had lots of life experience. She chose Joe. There was resistance at first.

 

In a club, he asked her, ‘Why do you want me? I can only ever get fat gals.’

 

She replied, ‘Be quiet, I like you. Drop the old view.’ And he did and they were together for six wonderful months. Katya taught Joe everything a woman wanted and needed. She kicked out his old ways and brought in the new. It was a wonderful time that was over all too quickly.

 

Other girls came along, some big but nice, others slim and sexy. Then Joe met the lady who became his first wife. She was called Brittany and was very alternative, just like Joe.

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Brittany was into most types of rock music except goth. He soon changed that. They went to gigs and clubs. She liked nature, going to museums and art galleries, was into films, books, writing and more. There were several very cool interests: witchcraft, paganism, contacting spirits and divination.

 

Within Joe, Katya saw someone who could be trained, so that’s what she did. The old ways appealed to him and he learnt them all, from reading Tarot cards and runes, studying paganism and being at one with nature.

 

His mates thought he was mad but that was nothing new, he thrived on it. In time they married, not a pagan wedding, a normal one. He was unsure why. Joe started writing and getting tattoos. He found his true self, for a while.

 

They went on holiday to Mediterranean paradises like Malta, Turkey and Bulgaria. In England, day trips to dozens of places gave life added interest. They met many interesting people and were very much in synch for the first few years.

 

But a hidden darkness was always there within, it threatened to destroy everything. One night it did; Joe lost it. The result was a big fight after hours of drunken rows in the pub, with his wife and other people. It was the perfect storm. The reasons: taking old mirrors to the tip so he had no sleep after work, being stressed from work, having an aggressive nature and too much beer.

 

Joe didn’t then know this side of himself or why it happened. Years later, a psychic told him that he could only move on if he had the answers to hidden questions. Like his life, it was all riddles...

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Joe and Brittany never had kids. She asked him for a baby; he backed away. The more she asked, the further he retreated. It was events from his teens. It was still inside, the fact he had a daughter with a fat local slapper and the shit it caused.

 

Brittany was five years older than him and he let her go. In time, she found what she wanted, as did he. She had a family and remarried; he travelled, met other gals, had sex, lived his life and became a man of the world. Many events moulded him, still did.

 

Their love life had been normal. Twice a week in two positions, it was enough. Only in later years, would he become highly sexed. Then he was rampant.

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One thing Joe did like was war, history, weapons and aircraft. His wife had been a Cold War warrior. She had worked in a missile factory as a secretary from the late 80s to early 90s. Joe had applied at a sister factory to make printed circuit boards in 87 but never got the job. Nor was he successful at the plane factory. In a way he was a little jealous of her.

 

In late 98 she went mad at him once for buying a Hitler magazine that came with a free video. He also enjoyed watching Operation Desert Fox on TV, the bombing of Iraq. Brittany called him insane. Yet she had worked in a weapons factory; he was the enthusiast and historian. Who was mad?

 

Looking back, Joe should never have asked her out, never have gone into her small New Age shop and said, ‘Hey, let's go out.’ But he did. There were many things in life that Joe shouldn't have done. Marrying a witch was just one. His mother went fucking crazy...

 

 

 

 

 

Thesis Play Scene

 

 

 

Thesis Play Scene

 

Notes:

2 or 3 minute play

Read from paper

Act it out lol

3x people

2x gals

1x guy

A laptop is being used

Based on pic I took

Doing thesis

Put fingers up one gal

Gal not using laptop complains, "It's too tight! Just use one finger. Four will not fit!"

Use humour/erotic/satire

"This is what doing thesis is about."

Person 1: guy

Person 2: gal 1

Person 3: gal 2

 

 

Stop That Now!

Person 1: "Thanks for helping me do my thesis gals."

 

Person 2: "No worries mate. We are here to help. We are friends."

 

Person 3: "There is nothing we wouldn't do for one another, is there?"

 

Person 1: "No there isn't. One example is you helping me to do my thesis."

 

Person 2: "Correct. Yes it is. I'm half done on your thesis. Here, please pass me some gin with juice."

 

Person 3: "I want you to do something for me. Will you do it?"

 

Person 1: "I'll do anything for you. What is it?"

 

Person 2: "I want you to make me cum. Right now."

 

Person 3: "Go ahead. I'm fine watching and doing this. I can still concentrate. This is what doing thesis is about."

 

Person 1: "You want me to do that? Ok then. I will. And yes please keep doing my thesis. This gin is nice. Have some gals."

 

Person 2: "Thanks for the drink. Here. I lifted up my skirt. I'm ready for you."

 

Person 3: "I love it when you two get horny! I'll join you both when done."

 

Person 1: "You have nice legs! Move over here a bit so I can reach you."

 

Person 2: "Hehe ok baby. Do what you want to me. Oh make me cum. I'm so fucking horny!"

 

Person 3: "Go go go you two! This is cool. Better than college."

 

Person 1: "Oh you're so bloody wet. Goodness me!"

 

Person 2: "I've got a finger in you. And a second one. How does it feel babe?"

 

Person 2: "Oh God. It feels good… Don't stop."

 

Person 3: "This is quite a show…"

 

Person 1: "I won't stop. Not till you cum. I wanna put four fingers inside you. Let me try."

 

Person 2: "It's too much four. What you're doing now is fine. Oh boy, it's nice."

 

Person 1: "That's only two fingers up your lush tight pussy. Now it's three. Not four. You are wet as Hell!"

 

Person 2: "I'm fucking horny is why. Rub my clit babe make me cum. Oh yes just like that. Fuck! It's good. Finger me again…"

 

Person 3: "That's quite a show you two hehe."

 

Person 1: "There you go. Two inside you. Lie back and enjoy this babe."

 

Person 2: "Oh fuck. Oh my… ahhhhh…."

 

Person 3: "Wow look at that…"

 

Person 1: "Four fingers…"

 

Person 2: "It's too tight! Just use two fingers. Four will not fit! Ahhh…"

 

Person 1: "Oh babe… you're so tight… I've three fingers inside you… now four!"

 

Person 2: "Oh Mother of God… Do it faster. I'm coming I'm coming…Do not stop!"

 

Person 3: "Holy shit you two."

 

Person 1: "Come on babe. Go on oh yes! There's two now…"

 

Person 2: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! I've cum… oh God!"

 

Person 3: "My turn now. Thesis can wait…"

 

Person 1: "That was something babe. Ok your turn now…"

 

Person 2: "I'll go to the CR…"

 

Person 3: "Do it like that to me. Four fingers…"

 

Person 1: "You got it…"

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