Stocky Blokes Fuck 4 Times Longer

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  1. These lines from the poem by W.H. Auden about his chance, afternoon dalliance with a young man (see the HaPenis post “Platonic Blow”) reinforce the point I am making.

    “The lair of hair was fair, the grove of a young man,
    A tangle of curls and whorls, luxuriant but couth.
    Except for a spur of golden hairs that fan
    To the neat navel, the rest of the belly was smooth.

    Well hung, slung from the fork of the muscular legs,
    The firm vase of his sperm, like a bulging pear,
    Cradling its handsome glands, two herculean eggs,
    Swung as he came towards me, shameless, bare.

    We aligned mouths. We entwined. All act was clutch,
    All fact contact, the attack and the interlock
    Of tongues, the charms of arms. I shook at the touch
    Of his fresh flesh, I rocked at the shock of his cock.

    Straddling my legs a little I inserted his divine
    Person between and closed on it tight as I could.
    The upright warmth of his belly lay all along mine.
    Nude, glued together for a minute, we stood.

    I stroked the lobes of his ears, the back of his head
    And the broad shoulders. I took bold hold of the compact
    Globes of his bottom. We tottered. He fell on the bed.
    Lips parted, eyes closed, he lay there, ripe for the act.”

  2. I love looking at HaPenis’s priceless display of stocky blokes and I have no doubt that these hefty, hairy bulls will still be fucking even after the cows come home.

    But I have a different view of what makes for good sex, and it is wonderfully expressed by one of my favourite American poets, whose name somewhat contradicts what I think he thinks good sex is all about: ee cummings. Here is his poem, which is as pertinent to lovemaking between two men as it is to that between cummings and the female lover he addresses here:

    i like my body when it is with your

    i like my body when it is with your
    body. It is so quite new a thing.
    Muscles better and nerves more.
    i like your body. i like what it does,
    i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
    of your body and its bones, and the trembling
    -firm-smooth ness and which i will
    again and again and again
    kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
    i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
    of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
    over parting flesh… And eyes big love-crumbs,

    and possibly i like the thrill

    of under me you so quite new

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