Rad Poem

The song finished, we started the real game we like to play,

Pushed up against the lockers, in our own special way.

Your breath tickles my cheek; I let out a sigh,

As you push me against the lockers, I begin to ride,

Our tongues are entwined and dancing together,

My mind wishing it would all last forever.

You reach out your hand and slam mine against the wall,

We've already done this deed so many times before.

You begin to moan hard as you grind against my crotch,

It's a good thing no one else is here to watch,

As together we continue to grind,

All other thoughts are left behind.

Now you pull down my pants and begin to suck,

Taken in your mouth, it's almost too much,

I am close now I can feel it,

You realise you relieve it,

You've finished your deed,

Now I see to your needs.

I take up your position,

Together our bodies glisten,

I pull your trousers down south,

And take you in my mouth,

I return the glorious deed,

Give you what you want and need…

Ten minutes later we've finished and done,

Wearing your red cap, I step into the sun,

I look over at you, my partner in crime,

You're wearing the outfit that was once mine.

We see our friends, who beckon us to them,

Secretly knowing, we've done it again.