standing
looking
admiring
approaching
touching
embracing
caressing
squeezing
smelling
kissing
licking
kneeling
holding
admiring
caressing
smelling
kissing
licking
gorging
tasting
… blessing
My first encounter, I was a trembling mass of nerves, but I was in safe hands. He was gentle and patient but persistent. My first touch was him hugging me as I trembled. As he helped me to relax I seemed to open myself to his insistent hands. It was so erotic and led to wonderful things. – Ian
standing looking admiring approaching touching embracing caressing squeezing smelling kissing licking kneeling holding admiring caressing smelling kissing licking gorging tasting … blessing
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The poem is really great because it expresses what is common to all “encounters” that I have had, be it the first kiss in high school that sealed my life-time love of and sexual need for men, or the chaotic “first fuck,” which fell flat, with my first hook up with a guy down the street from where I lived with my wife, or the time I got into the bed of a young Iraq veteran and fell head over heels into the pools of his azure blue eyes: it is the instant when you are blessed with a chance to become yourself and someone else at the same moment, mind, body, and soul.
Thanks for your comment, AJ…. wonderful memories, eh? I enjoy painting memories, fantasies with brush or word. Glad it touched your heart. I enjoy your many comments…..
Thank you, Declan!
My first encounter, I was a trembling mass of nerves, but I was in safe hands. He was gentle and patient but persistent. My first touch was him hugging e as I trembled. As he helped me to relax I seemed to open myself to his insistent hands. It was so erotic and led to wonderful things.
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Bless You Kurt
Kurt is not wrong. The words listed as an encounter couldn’t describe better the joyous beauty of mansex and its affirming, validating, wholesome good clean fun.