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Black Lake

Aching for him in
cyber-hereafter,
Waiting is cruel when
aroused by his laughter,
Innocence twisted
to meet my demands,
My lover handled
by innocent hands
committing a crime
of passion and craving,
He thinks that he kills me
but my life he’s saving,
It’s my lust that drives him
and corners him here,
He has no idea
that I’m not sincere,
He thinks me a victim
or thinks me a fool,
He’s only a pawn
providing me fuel
to achieve the experience
of realized fantasy…
Transcending world
through beautiful tragedy.

Written by Jason Wright
August 5, 2017

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A Cuckold Remembers

Diminished by instance
of alcohol anal,

Innocent witnesses
lust and betrayal,

Combines what he sees
in a powerful mixture,

Laced with unease
to offset elixir.

A cocktail of horrors:
salacious addictions,

Supreme satisfaction
despite contradictions,

Which heighten delight
and gratify longing,

Even as he is abused
while he’s watching.

He might shit his pants
as he contemplates pleasure,

Is this abject lust
or a shade of stark terror?

Flaccid, electric,
unsure and ashamed.

The faggot is limp
but inside he’s inflamed.

Internal struggles,
Spiritual / Bodily,

Embarrassed, Self-Conscious,
Ignominious: audibly.

A blush as the rush
liquefies and then exits,

Assuagement replaced
by miserable wetness,

The others are laughing
and fuck him in tandem,

Surrounded by men
he’s completely abandoned.

Time seems to stop
like a licentious dream,

Betrayal and lust:
contentiousness team,

Combined as a drug
they inspire enslavement,

He’s never known pleasure
that matched this debasement.

And now understanding
this sacrilege holy,

Consumed in an instant
must be enjoyed slowly,

He’ll return to this moment
in lust filled reflection,

And he will shed tears
as he strokes his erection.

Written by Jason Wright
July 26, 2017

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Weekend Friends

Various sentences
rise through the mist,

Queries for Romeos
found in our midst,

Did they know when they met me
I didn’t exist?

Perhaps they have doubted
yet doubts were dismissed?

To be fair
my partner in crime
is pretend,

Oh he’s quite real to me
and of that I contend,

But they don’t see the truth
in the lies that we send,

Try not to smile…
Must not reveal guile…

We are only unreal
to our weak weekend friends.

Written by Jason Wright
July 26, 2017

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Playing the Game

He turns to reveal
the pass he has made,
So bad he’s made Vlad
stand erect without aid,
And we wait for response
as I yearn for the trade…
The words go unheard
but once read they degrade.

That’s what I needed.
That’s what I wanted.

I need to be teased.
I need to be taunted.

I need to be damaged
and drowned in their piss.

But in losing the game
I am winning in bliss.

But it’s more than just that;
it’s more complicated…

It’s more than a need
to be masturbated.

The rules are a treasure;
a pleasure inflamed…

When we must explore…

Our lives and more…

We gamble and score
in the shame we call game.

Written by Jason Wright
July 26, 2017

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Start of Darkness

After night of
angry exhausted questions…

Loaded with
doubt / jealousy / rejections…

Expressing the pain
and the pleasure we feel…

My bitch of a stomach
could not seal the deal.

Tears fall from eyes
I’ve rinsed and repeatedly
cleaned as I’ve organized
words that defeated
and tore me asunder
like peace disappeared
with the heat of the summer
and ice of my fears
with soul crushing weight
of tears from my lover:

We all know the heart is the loneliest hunter.

I’m so very tired
and I’ve hated this night…

But my symptoms are clear
and I know what is right.

I hurt him with thoughts
that he never guessed.

Jealous reminder
of that man undressed.

Devouring fear
that seldom ignores me,

As Aaron convinces…
As Aaron implores me
to live my own life
in spite of my sickness.

My life of death
undone by our quickness.

Tonight illness won
and I know deep regret.

Time to wake up
and I haven’t slept yet.

Written by Jason Wright
July 21, 2017

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Infinitesimal

The sweetest of cruelties
behind lying eyes.

They never suspect
my favorite disguise.

They wouldn’t believe
that a man such as me
could crave such deceptions
to set myself free.

They’re quick to betray
for the sake of some cum.

They never suspect
that I’m having fun.

They see tiny victim;
laugh and point fingers.

But it’s my love that lasts;
my smile that lingers.

Written by Jason Wright
July 20, 2017

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Questions

Before Sunday morn
I was happy and glowing.

Before your call came
I was blissed and unknowing.

I knew of desires
and I knew your needs.

I’d suggested a plan
and hoped we’d succeed.

I shifted my limits
which were not ephemera.

I morphed into something
to solve your dilemma.

I thought myself kind
and loving and honest.

And then your call came
which left me demolished.

The question you asked
and the way that you asked it.

The sound of your voice
was like love mixed with acid.

Confession was sin
uncommitted yet tempted.

You revealed from within;
forewarned and repented.

You gave me the truth
that you thought to embargo,

As you braved rejection;
my wrath and my sorrow.

You asked me a question;
you begged satisfaction.

You pleaded to know
the truth through an action.

You needed to know
and said I’d defy you.

But even heartbroken
I could not deny you.

And now we are different;
yes, we’re not the same.

And now I have questions
that are hard to explain.

I’ve tried to express them;
to confirm my convictions.

But the riddles of love
imply contradictions.

I know that I’m right
but does that make you wrong?

Does confessing a weakness
in fact make you strong?

Can I be proud
of acts so unsavory?

Can cowardly acts
be inspired by bravery?

Can I be sympathetic
to how you depict him?

And if I’m aroused
can I still be a victim?

Can I be betrayed
if I’m kept in the light?

Can it truly be wrong
if I’m mostly alright?

Can I crave blue deception
while wanting the truth?

Can you find liberation
denied in your youth?

Will freedom enslave you
and kill us like cancer?

We have lots of questions
without many answers.

Written by Jason Wright
June 29, 2017

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Bedtime Story

I masturbate
crying
and cum harder too.

I fantasize
dying
believe me it’s true.

Wipe tears from eyes
then shower me smoothe.

Now tell me again
coward
tell me the truth.

Written by Jason Wright
June 28, 2017

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Forced Open Relationship

You beg on the phone
to have what you need…

Like a junkie on smack
talking calmly of speed…

But I’m hooked on it too;
on the sex of your greed…

You feed the fire
as you swallow his seed.

I’ve dreamt of this moment;
been prepping for ages…

Been setting the traps
and been traveling through stages…

We were a team
but in two different places…

That the having has happened
without me enrages
my dick and my anger;
my hurt and my fear,

I’m impotent / horny;
unsated by tears,

I’m so many things
on many frontiers,

And this can’t be the end
after so many years.

Written by Jason Wright
June 28, 2017

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Losing My Mind

Every time you aren’t here
and a question is raised,

Each new innovation
has left me quite dazed,

But you are a man
who deserves to be praised,

So forgive
if you live
with a man who’s quite crazed.

The last couple nights
have been harder than most,

Filled with hard choices
that have killed me almost,

Of course it’s been hardest
because we’re not close,

You are the man
that I love the most.

The needs that you crave
are beyond existential,

I love you and want
what for you is essential,

Just keep me informed;
let’s keep it sequential…

And I’ll see you achieve
your greatest potential.

These changes are drastic;
for me they are vast,

They affect how I feel
and that can’t be bypassed,

It’s like losing my mind
when it happens so fast…

But then my love for you
struggles through
unsurpassed.

This drama of interludes
laced with profanity,

It may seem pathetic
or a fault of my vanity,

In falling for you
I have found my humanity,

And we all know that
falling in love is insanity.

Continue to tell me your
needs without fear,

You confound
and astound me
but let me be clear…

You arouse
which allows
and endows me with cheer,

And I lose my mind
every time you are near.

Written by Jason Wright
June 27, 2017

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