The Threesome Contract Copyright 2007
Clayton
Kinnelon Greiman
In
longing to become three
Two
came before me
And
offered up a contract
They
swore I would
Do
well to sign.
The
prettier of the pair
Was
dangled as bait
While
the older
Watched
from afar,
A
close eye kept
To
ensure
An
unspoken line
Wasn’t
crossed
In
my dealings
With
his possession.
Minutes
slipped by,
And
the older man grew
More
impatient
As
my caresses
Became
a bit too
Intimate
For
his liking.
Certainly,
I
could have taken
The
boy home
And
fucked him
Ten
times over
While
his lover
Watched
in bliss.
But
there,
In
that crowed bar,
Where
others stood witness
While
I held that boy close,
Resting
my head against his chest
And
holding his hand in mine…
It
was just too tender a display
For
his lover to allow.
You
see,
Souls
are taboo
In
relations between men,
Especially
where
Jealous
lovers
Are
concerned.
The
contract had been rife
With
such phrases as
“Cock
in mouth”
”Cock in ass”
And
plenty of
Lust-born
profanities…
But
when I inquired
About
the missing clauses
Of
kissing,
Or
holding,
Or
laughing,
All
I got was a
Blank
and angry stare.
Groping
in the dark
Is
what was sought
By
the older of the pair;
As
he had
No
true care
For
the younger…
And
I had too much
Care
for myself