Bacchus's Vine, an Old English Poem

To Anacreon in Heav'n, where he sat in full glee,
A few Sons of Harmony sent a petition;
That he their Inspirer and Patron wou'd be;
When this answer arrived from the Jolly Old Grecian;
"Voice, Fiddle, and Flute,No longer be mute,
I'll lend you my name and inspire you to boot,
And besides I'll instruct you like me, to intwine,
The Myrtle of Venus with Bacchus's Vine.

"The news through Olympus immediately flew;
When Old Thunder pretended to give himself airs.
If these Mortals are suffered their scheme to pursue,
The Devil, a Goddess, will stay above stairs.
"Hark", Already they cry,"In transports of joy,
Away to the Sons of Anacreon we'll fly.
And besides I'll instruct you like me, to intwine,
The Myrtle of Venus with Bacchus's Vine."

"The Yellow-Haired God and his nine lusty Maids,
From Helion's banks will incontinent flee,
Idalia will boast but of tenantless Shades,
And the bi-forked hill a mere desert will be.
My Thunder no fear on't,Shall soon do it's errand,
And damme I'll swing the Ringleaders I warrant,
I'll trim the young dogs, for thus daring to twine,
The Myrtle of Venus with Bacchus's Vine.

"Apollo rose up and said, "Pry'thee ne'er quarrel,
Good sing of the Gods with my Vot'ries below:
Your Thunder is useless"--then showing his laurel,
Cry'd "Sic evitable fulmen' you know!
Then over each head My laurels I'll spread
So my sons from your Crackers no mischief shall dread,
While snug in their clubroom, they jovially twine,
The Myrtle of Venus with Bacchus's Vine.

"Next Momus got up with his risible Phiz
And swore with Apollo he'd cheerfully join-
"The full tide of Harmony still shall be his,
But the Song, and the Catch, and the Laugh, shall be mine.
Then Jove be not jealousOf these honest fellows,
"Cry'd Jove, "We relent since the truth you now tell us;
And swear by Old Styx, that they long shall intwine,
The Myrtle of Venus with Bacchus's Vine.

"Ye Sons of Anacreon then join hand in hand;
Preserve Unanimity, Friendship, and Love!
'Tis yours to support what's so happily plann'd;
You've the sanction of Gods, and the Fiat of Jove.
While thus we agree,Our toast let it be:
"May our Club flourish Happy, United, and Free!
And long may the Sons of Anacreon intwine,
The Myrtle of Venus with Bacchus's Vine."

the quiet artist & i meet

He came over for mutual massage & more. We shared artwork - his & mine with each other & laughs. Then I offered the massage I rubbed his wooly body back first, then calves, then thighs… I crept between his legs & massaged his back from between his legs then massaged his bottom. It was a delight. I couldn’t help myself I had to rim his bum hole. It was tidy & sweet. Then I had him turn over & I massaged calves & thighs again. Then sucked his cock. It was hard & at the ready. I took turns sucking licking his nuts & rimming. Then I wet my finger & slid it in his love canal while is sucked his cock until it came in my mouth. He then raised up & offered to massage me. He rubbed my back then my ass which I arched up to his administrations & he then played with my man hole. Then he fucked me slow at first then harder. We changed positions three different times from me face down to doggy style then lastly he fucked me face to face with my legs over my head. I came in his hand gushing a load of white-hot jizz. Then he masturbated cuming all over my cock & balls. We lie together in blissful release side by side cuddling together as only two men can. I massaged him some more then I went to whiz. We chatted for the better part of an hour then he left. I can hardly wait to see him again.

new 15 minute figure studies - sketches

When the world
Seems to be unfair,
And it seems as though
Nobody seems to care.
When the people you know
Just somehow disappear,
Whom you needed the most
Just left you in tears.
You cry out for someone
But nobody hears,
Longing for the embrace
Of somebody dear.
When you want all the pain
To come to an end,
Just come to me,
I'll be your friend.

something died today...

something died today
hopefully to be reborn
in a new way
through from my chest - torn
one of my dreams
and that is all
the very seams
ripped and fall

something died today
then to be reborn
on this august day
no longer forlorn
rebuild the dreams
no need to play - pretends
no longer fuck buddies it seems
we'll become REAL friends

something was born today
from the ash and fire
in a new way
more than lust and desire
we'll share this dream
from the shadow into the light
it's radiant beam
gleems so bright

thank you. truely thank you, drew.

drew

met thru craig’slist.pgh. he stopped over for a deep tissue shiatsu massage and more…
a creative type - professor at a local university, small in stature, his front was wooly with facial hair, real sexy. a dream made flesh. i gave him a 25 minute massage then we had sex –
i sucked his cock, twicked his tits, rimmed his arse then slid in my index finger just in time for him to cum... what a hot dude. we showered, me soaping him up & scrubbing the lotions off his body (it was hot). we then chatted about his up coming show, and he agreed to set for me for sketches say next wednesday.
i dreamed about him that night. meeting him at my door, kissing him, carrying him to my bed that was covered with rose petals & more foreplay, tit, ball & cock sucking then followed by fucking 6 ways to sunday. i had a wet dream. it had been a long time since that happened.
8/06/08

2 something p.m. today! (wednesday the 13th of august)
he arrived a little later than 2 p.m. but wow!
i looked as tired as he had for casted only having had about 3 hours sleep the night before, all the same he looked hotter that melted butter one could suck off corn on the cob.
i had been cleaning my apartment he was a welcome diversion, eye candy for the heart & soul of a man. i spread out a sheet on the mat on the floor then we undressed. i massaged his shoulders & back, then his calves & thighs before giving into my baser need to rim his handsome tidy ass-- he cooed & i purred as i manipulated his ass with my lips & tongue. it was so good... my thoughts wandered to resolve that dying then & there would have been the ideal & best way to go.
some time later i lifted my head to request hi to turn over to his back/face up. i massaged his hands & arms then his chest paying attention to his erotically attractive nippels, ran my hands down abs massaging then his pubis at this point is engulfed his cock with my mouth...
i emagined the theme to "tatanic" played in my mind like the love thee to my needly found passions. he'd arch up to my oral exercizes then down in sincopated rhythm to the music in my mind. then i rimmed him some more. oh , the utter joy of it--
then he sat up & sucked on my cock then we did 69 side by side then later after more rimming i had hi sit on my face so that i could canyon yodle his love canyon. then i all but begged to fuck him. i was so turned on.
he lay face down -- by the gods he was tight, i was in then pulled out then again the the third time i filled that condom with y hot jizz. i lay on top of him in exquisit bliss.
then i sucked him some more playing with his prostate with y sweet finger. in due haste he shot into my mouth savory cum. we lay side by side that lay like spoons in the silver drawer. i thought "we fit". we showered scrubbing the sex & sweat for each others bodies.
we chatted about me sketching him, about theatre, his holiday last weekend & how i didn't make it to pennsic.
drew, a lover & a friend.
my mind again whirls with imaginings about the next time we get together.
thanks drew...