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Take it in the Butt
 
Fucked you in the movie theatre we both worked at.
Tony, the assistant manager, almost caught us.
Sucked you off on Tuesday afternoons behind the concession stand.
We decided that neither one of us wanted to get fired.
 
Tony, the assistant manager, almost caught us
But it was too dark for him to see anything.
We decided that we didn’t want to get fired
So we fucked in a bathroom in a park across the street from your house.
 
It was too dark for us to see anything. 
You felt for the light switch on the wall
In the bathroom, in a park, across the street from your house.
Unzipped your mandatory black pants.
 
You felt for the light switch on the wall.
Stuck my hand down your tighty-whities
After I unzipped your mandatory black pants.
Stroked your meat relentlessly, rubbed your nipples like a Genie’s bottle
 
With my hand still down into your tighty-whities,
You took my member into your own hands,
Stroking the meat relentlessly, rubbing my nipples like a Genie’s bottle.
Spun you around, yanked down your pants, the cotton undees.
 
You took my cock into your hands
But I knew you liked it in the butt,
So I spun you around, yanked down your pants, the cotton undees
And inserted my dick between them cheeks as you beat your meat in the mirror.
 
I know you like it up the rump, punk.
You felt so warm inside.
Pulled out in a fix, with shit on my dick
And came on your standard-issued pants.

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