Aiming Ahead
Lonely, confused.. No one's amused by my antics and tricks.
My ex girlfriends all complained that they can't handle my shit.
Damaged; Conflicts between my hands and my wrists aren't planned, but persist.
Even in public, people seeing me rub it through my pants til it spits.
Candid in pics; Slightly slanting my prick against a casual thigh.
Thick with a big ass gives the tip whiplash while I'm passing them by.
A savage, combined, with having no pride is my actual guide -
I give no excuses for my amusements: there's no point asking me why?
Relationships don't last longer than weeks at the most
before I'm caught in a crowded room brushing my penis on hoes.
Most ignore it as an accident, not knowing my sleazy approach.
Unless they see my face gleaming with glow like I'm dreaming of coke;
Then I'm punched in the teeth or my nose, maybe some rings on my throat;
While others will pinch my ass and give me a wink as they stroll.
Feeding my hopes, which leads to me easily cheating for gropes
- and a one night stand of dry humping til I leave cream on their coats.
Acting like I sneezed, then explode with a shiver and shake.
All the prudes are rude about what my delivery makes.
While queens of my slippery fate hold me closer; helping me masturbate.
The freaky ones I love will lean with their face, seeking a taste
The French call it Frotteurism; a severe act of perversion...
I call it 'attacking with serpent' aka, something to do after some bourbon.
Trapping some skirt in between me and some nasty fat person -
and choosing me - the best of two evils; A couple slaps and I'm turning.
I catch a lot of victims while commuting on trains..
Find a cute group full of dames in work costumes for my play.
In their foolish debates on who's the bitch of their cubicle space
as I slip by one, then two with a graze, while three and four are consumed as my prey.
It's innocent fun, my dick's not a gun, although it's loaded to blast -
Especially on a shorter woman, across the slope of her ass.
Today, my focus on that was so quickly observant.
On a full bus with a little lady whose curvy hips give a sermon -
calling me closer, I'm all on her shoulder with every bump of the traffic.
She jumps, then looks back quick; giving expressions like she's wanting some passion.
She's loving the action and getting aggressive with several thrusts to my slapstick.
A slut full of magic, hungry and tactless...
That's the coming attraction.