Poem.

Poem - take me.

Poem - Liminnal slaces.

I recall really wanting to bareback in the foam room. I had 99p sandals on in the venue, they stuck to the wet floor and broke apart after several steps….

Poem - Nettle.

I felt comfortable there. Even though I got to a point where I couldn’t move from intoxication. I thought about the metal cage around my cock and the bottle of ‘leather cleaner’ in my bag.