Real men scrub floors
Naked on all fours
Then stay in position to receive their reward.
A moment of anticipation
Then inhalation, intoxication
To make me more receptive, as if I weren’t before.
At first no penetration
A very welcome visitor pushing at my door.
Gently, this occasion
Persuasion, not invasion
So gentle every push until I have to beg for more.
Then deeper the sensation
The feeling of elation
Producing an effect that can no longer be ignored.
The harder thrusting motion
Deepens my devotion
Building up to something that I’ve never done before.
The miracle of erupting
Without anybody touching
And there’s another mess, so once again I scrub the floor.