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(Hamlet’s First Soliloquy: Act 1, Scene 2) O that this too solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into pearly dew! Or that the dice of fate had not fix’d me To lonely self-pleasure! O God! O God! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seems it to me all such solo uses When I recall him that was mine. Fie on’t! O fie! my cock an unweeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely, with no horny hand it to reap. That it should come to this! But two months gone! – nay, not so much, not two. So excellent a lover; he was to me, Titan, father of s… Lees meer

This porn poem follows the further adventures of our bi family. See (not) Dad, Sis and Me for the opener. Hope everyone enjoys. UNCLE CUMS OVER Dad, Sis and me fucking all morning, Dad’s big cockmeat stretching our tight rings, Our orgasms we shared, Cum shooting in holes bared, Save Dad’s ass, nothing we didn’t dare. Dad told us that our Uncle would come, “To watch the game,” he said, “and then some, So let’s eat a big brunch, Cause your Unc wants to lunch, On your asses, our cocks and a cunt.’ A teenage boy sure puts food away, E’en if his cock is hard as it may, Sis just played with her… Lees meer

HAMLET AT RAW FUCK CLUB (“Hamlet” soliloquy, Act 3, scene 1) To be DPed or not to be DPed, that is the question: Whether ‘tis nobler in my flesh to suffer The slings and arrows of an outrageous fuck club, To be taken in two pairs of arms and by two great cocks - Yet my hole opposes them. Perchance to die – to be so thickly fucked I can stand no more; and by being so I say an end Of heart-ache and the wish for a thousand pounding blows That my flesh is heir to. It is a consummation devoutly I so wish. To fuck, to die; To die, perchance to dream – ay, there’s the cockrub: For in that fuc… Lees meer

Something for my bi and family fun friends. Yeah, a long form poem. Hope people will enjoy the rhythm. Sis and I lie buck naked with Dad, Done it ever since us he had had, Morning’s family time, When Dad our holes deep mines, Dad’s cock, Sis’s cunt, my ass, just fine. Dad says he loves us both equally, He makes sure to fuck us both, you see, And he shares out his wads, To us he is a god, Spoiled? Dad sure never spares us his rod. From the start Dad has been the top dude, With his muscles, cock and attitude, Sis has amazing tits, As for her other bits, Hot cunt, open ass, even Dad fits.… Lees meer

America faces a scourge, a social affliction, that has for too long been underplayed or denied. Each and every day America’s fit young men waste their spunk, jerking off into their socks and briefs, because they have no other outlet for their natural sexual urges. SOMETHING MUST BE DONE NOW to stop this daily loss of an ocean of cum. Every day more of our young men’s rich seed is spilled on their own bellies, cooling rapidly, drying to a sticky wad. Not because that spunk is not valued by others, but because those young men lack a convenient hole into which to deposit their anxious loads. I am… Lees meer

Alexander the Great apparently banned his soldiers from sporting them to prevent enemies getting a grip in combat. British troops in the Crimean war grew theirs down to their waist. The history of the beard in the military has changed over centuries. By and large, however, the British army has banned them – except in extreme circumstances or with very specific exceptions – since the beginning of the 18th century. Now army chiefs are reportedly considering welcoming the beard, hoping to attract hirsute recruits to swell the ranks, in a move aligning them with the Royal Navy, which has long allo… Lees meer