BALD JASON'S GAY GOTH BOY BLOG
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He wants Aaron,
tells me I’m beautiful,
asks if he can piss on me,
and it’s not until
he cowers
that I lose my erection.
His fear disgusts me.
I once was fearless,
I’m seemingly peerless…
I dance with the others
who fail to march outwardly.
Their fear leaves me wounded
and feeling excluded…
Rather fearless and stupid
than smarter and cowardly.
Written by Jason Wright
June 21, 2017
I attempt to document
the immorality of Xanax
but the only evidence is a kooky fortune teller
who reads my chai tea leaves
and tells me I’m wasting my time.
I agree.
I think of him in California
on some app
naked and hunting
for affirmation of his desirability –
giving his attractiveness a score
equal to the number of dick pics he receives.
Will he thank them with blowjobs?
I don’t think he would cheat
but of course I never expect him to lie.
And why carry naked pictures
on a mobile device
if you don’t intend to share them?
I’ve seen things that I shouldn’t…
or should I have?
My inner I
is cloudy / wounded / bloody.
The red tears fall
and lubricate my way to the future.
Written by Jason Wright
May 25, 2017
The game’s winding down
and you’re on the last shot,
The pressure is on
but I know you’re on top,
But maybe you need
just a little more change,
Maybe you need
to try something strange,
The man in the corner
is watching and horny,
They all want your cock
but they know you adore me,
But if I consent
then what happens next?
You wink and I nod
and the boy just wants sex.
You make the next shot
and we three move to leave,
His mouth is down on you
before we can breathe,
He’s horny and skilled
and an artist with wood,
You turn and you kiss me
and you make me feel good,
You moan and it’s over
although I still hunger,
The boy on his knees
seems both bolder and younger,
But he isn’t so selfish
although he’s quite driven,
As he turns to kiss me
and shares what you’ve given.
Written by Jason Wright
October 18, 2014