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As Quentin fucked his index finger hard
and deep inside his own hot, tight fuckhole,
he moaned and said, "How can you disregard,
the fact I'm begging for your cum-filled pole?
Forget the rubber, stick me like a man!
I've waited years to take your load again.
I know you, Bryon, you've no better plan;
just knock me up for teasing you back then!"
I said, "You're crazy and I'm not amused.
I blame that very ass for all my strife.
I won't fuck you, you're damaged, overused;
be thankful for the tea, you ruined my life!
Now put your clothes back on, you slutty mess;
you've cum, it's time to go now, more or less."
With that My Quentin sighed and there he laid
upon the couch as dizzy as could be;
he said, "It's all in fun, you're so afraid."
I said, "What fun? You'd be the death of me."
He said, "Now listen, bitch, you know you're mine;
there's nothing you can do, you won't escape.
I'm begging you, cum once, you'll be just fine!
Slap me around a bit, I'm yours to rape!"
I said, "A sour fuck just ain't my style;
if I was high I might just break that ass.
it's so fucked up, you shake that bum and smile;
but like you said, I've learned a bit of class.
No one is getting laid, you silly boy.
But if you're nice, I'll let you use my toy?"
And so, I let my Quentin down once more,
it almost made me sad to watch him leave.
he's in my heart, will be forevermore.
He's not the only one who can deceive.
Someday I'll find a lover of my own,
a man who doesn't drink, or drug, or cheat.
Until he comes I must remain alone,
despite the fact I feel incomplete.
And of this Quentin, still upon my couch,
I let him shut his eyes to take a nap.
When he lost consciousness, I grinned, he slouched.
I'd had it up to here with all his crap.
Someday I'll find true love, it will find me.
True love would never poison Quentin's tea.
