Fiction:

Green Rocks and Ham

By TM
 
 

I am Lex.
Lex I am.
And I want that Superman!
I will make him mine someday.
I will, I will, as I am gay.

Do you want him on a dock?
Do you want him on your cock?
Do you want him in a bed?
Do you want him giving head?

Yes, I want him on a dock.
Yes, I want him on my cock.
Yes, I want him in a bed.
Yes, I want him giving head.

Would you, could you, in a barn?
Would you, could you, with some yarn?
Would you, could you, in the air?
Would you take him anywhere?

I would do him in a barn.
I would tie him up with yarn.
I would do him in the air.
I would eat his underwear!

Do you have a lot of lube?
Do you keep it in a tube?
Do you need a riding crop?
Do you want to be on top?

Yes, I have a lot of lube.
Yes, I have it in a tube.
I don't need a riding crop —
Superman can be on top.

Will you use the kryptonite?
Will you fuck him day and night?
Will you make him beg for more?
Will you fuck him till he's sore?

I will not need the kryptonite.
I will fuck him day and night.
I will not make him beg for more
But when I'm through we'll BOTH be sore!

I am Lex.
Lex I am.
And now I have my Superman!
 
 

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