(c) 2014, P.A. deMatteo
CARLOS
Carlos of southern boulevard,
Proud to be of puerto rican decent, in the deepest,
Most utterly desperate section of the south south bronx,
Shot his first pubic hair
Back in april, cut it off, and actually displayed it in his cramped
Bedroom, for the love of Christ!
By july, he’d progressed, not so surprisingly, and
Was festering with
Isolation via
Having sex with an
Freshaved Ecuadorian shoplifter
Named Giovanni.
That’s when he started stealin’
His stepfather’s strong rum!
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Hard
USUALLY,
WHEN ONE OF THE GUYS GOT A BIT OR
A LOT HARD IN THE COMMUNAL SHOWERS AT DAVIES PREP. THEY JUST LAUGHED LIKE CRAZY LIKE IT WAS SOME SORT OF A JOKE & WIGGLED THEIR COCKS LIKE THERE WAS NO TOMORROW.
BUT,
WHEN ONE OF THE CLOSETED GAY
KIDS GOT FELT A HARD-ON COMIN’ ON, THEY USUALLY RAN FOR COVER TO THEIR LOCKER AND THEIR PANTS, BUT IT WAS USUALLY TOO LATE. CHRIS HAD A HUGE 8 INCHER WHEN HARD, AND BEING GAY, HE WAS CONSTANTLY PETRIFIED THAT HE WOULD GET A BONER EITHER IN THE LOCKER ROOM OR IN THE SHOWER. AS HE SOAPED HIMSELF UP QUICKLY, THE MOST GOOD-LOOKING HUNKS OF A STUDENTS, DINO SANTANGELLO AND MUHAMMED KHAN WALKED INTO THE SHOWER. THEY IGNORED HIM AND CHRIS STUDIED THEM OUT OF THE CORNER OF HIS EYES. DINO FLEXED HIS MUSCLES JOKINGLY AND MUHAMMED CUPPED HIS BALLS AND WIGGLED HIS COCK AS WELL. THEN, WITH GREAT MOCKERY, IT SEEMED, THEY TURNED THEIR CUSSED GLANCES TOWARD CHRIS, AND STARTED LAUGHING AT HIM, REMARKING UPON HIS BIG COCK.
A ‘NORMAL’ KID WOULD HAVE BEEN EXPECTED TO WIGGLE IT A BIT TO ADD TO THE FUN OF THE SITUATION, BUT IF HE DARED TO DO THIS, HE KNEW THAT HE’D BE COMPLETELY HARD IN SECONDS!! SO, INSTEAD, CHRIS COMPLETELY IGNORED THEM EVEN THOUGH HE THOUGHT THEY WERE BOTH GORGEOUS AND HE HAD MASTURBATED AND HAD GREAT SQUIRTS UPON FANTASIZING ABOUT THEM. IN ORDER TO AVOID A SCENE WHICH HIS POSSIBLE ERECTION WOULD CREATE, HE PANICKED A TAD AND WONDERED WHETHER HE WAS BETTER OFF REMAINING IN THE SHOWER OR WALKING OUT AND HAVING THE ENTIRE LOCKER ROOM VIEW THE TENT VIA THE TOWEL. SO, EVEN THOUGH CHRIS CONCENTRATED OH SO INTENSELY ON GETTING’ THE SOAP OFF, HE FELT HIS PENIS BEGIN TO STIFFIN EVEN THOUGH HE TRIED HIS MIGHTIEST………
THE TWO DIDN’T NOTICE HIM UNTIL
IT WAS STIFF AS A BOARD. THE TWO STARTED HOWLING WITH MALICIOUS GLEE. CHRIS DECIDED TO WIGGLE IT LIKE ONE OF THE ‘NORMAL’ KIDS WOULD DO BUT THIS ONLY SENT THE TWO ON A RAMPAGE THROUGH THE LOCKER ROOM.
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TRANSGENDERED
The transgendered woman wore a
Gray wig and wuz bone-thin + tall tall.
She gave not a damn about work ov any
Sort. She sold her voice on a porn-line and lived in east harlem, dancing her profits away at clubz.
Debauchery turn her on.
Plus, she was just startin’ to age a tad.
Her cheeks were fallin’ below her ever so
Voluptuous lips. Botox wasn’t an option,
Either, because the debauchery of the nightclubs was far more important.
Some Jamaican immigrant nurse from Kingston, employed at Bellevue,
Tried puttin’ the fear of the Good Lord and some sort of work ethic into her, but other than that, nobody but nobody gave an alligator’s tail or a rat’s ass!
Shame!
Shame!
Shame!
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- During the late 1980’s, my poetry was published and featured in Manhattanite Harold Serban’s THE POETRY EDGE. I was also a regular reader at the Newyorican Poet’s Café but the late night hours and the ordeals of returning to the Bronx got the best of me. A short story of mine entitled TONY diPASQUALE published in NUVEIN MAGAZINE. Currently, I have several poems accepted for GAY FLASH FICTION and INCLEMENT MAGAZINE.