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    Rick's Poetry Corner. Focus on Male Feet

    he puts a penis in between hos toes
    he jiggles it
    he wiggles it
    he squeezes
    it feels so good as every foot guy knows
    the tickle itches even as it pleases barefeet on dicks provide the magic in his bag of tricks


    i watch the neighbor working in the yard
    barechested, barefoot wearing sexy speedos
    his feet are young and strong they get me hard
    i mumble two or three holy toledos
    i know someday we'll get together in a barefoot way
    my cock exists for male feet/soles!!!

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    i see life through the light between his toes
    where love and lust dance in a private place
    where smells have taste and secret passion grows
    as toes in ecstasy caress my face
    in such a light i learn to live and love with all my might

    i love his feet
    i think they love me too
    the wrinkles of his soles are paths to bliss where fingers, lips and tongue all rendezvous and merge
    in one amazing barefoot kiss
    barefoot have taught that paradise is closer then i thought


    his fly is open
    shyly peeking thru the mushroom head and peephole of a dude
    whisper the hope of dream that may come true when souls and bodies come together nude
    what is more sweet then a penis and a dude with two bare feet
    my cock exists for male feet/soles!!!

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    more later.....
    my cock exists for male feet/soles!!!

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    Strong, young feet.
    I must eat
    Soul meat.

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    i hold his foot with tenderness and awe
    much like a sacrificial turtledove,
    kissing his sole, emotions hot and raw,
    i feel the ecstasy of barefoot love,
    a joy sublime transcends the now, and soars beyond all time.






    is there an angel of the joy of feet?
    who fondles tits and lips and runs through hair,
    who make a belly rub a treat,
    who frees the bunches in my underwear?
    is there a soul celestial with the grace of human sex,
    tucked in angelic wings, who flicks his toes like feathers in my face.
    using his feet to teach me secret things?
    my cock exists for male feet/soles!!!

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    Excellent poetry from the top footworshipper that I kow.

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    He's a poet, and now we know it!

    Great reads Stu!
    I haven't read much explicit erotic gay poetry, would love to see more.
    Death is eternal peace

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    Hello Rick!
    Thank You for this excellent idea. I want to contribute with one poem to Your delightful corner. This in spite of two big buts; one It is not my own poem, i do not write. two it is not about male feet.

    It is love song to death around the year 1820

    "For decay" by Erik Johan Stagnelius

    (I)
    Decay, hurry, beloved bride
    to make our lonesome stead!
    Rejected by World, Rejected by God
    but you I entrust my hopes.
    Hurry, flower our chamber's – blackish stretch
    The sighing lover your dwelling shall reach.
    Hurry, make our bridal sweet -- with carnation spring
    will her sow.

    (II)
    Shut tender in your womb my languish body,
    Choke with your touch my pain!
    In worms thoughts and feeling dissolve,
    in ashes my burning heart.
    Rich are you, Girl! -- As dowry give
    the waste, the greening Earth for me.
    I anguish up here, but happy will be
    with you below.


    Original language

    Till förruttnelsen

    Förruttnelse, hasta, o älskade brud,
    att bädda vårt ensliga läger!
    Förskjuten av världen, förskjuten av Gud,
    blott dig till förhoppning jag äger.
    Fort, smycka vår kammar -- på svartklädda båren
    den suckande älskarn din boning skall nå.
    Fort, tillred vår brudsäng -- med nejlikor våren
    skall henne beså.

    Slut ömt i ditt sköte min smäktande kropp,
    förkväv i ditt famntag min smärta!
    I maskar lös tanken och känslorna opp,
    i aska mitt brinnande hjärta.
    Rik är du, o flicka! -- i hemgift du giver
    den stora, den grönskande jorden åt mig.
    Jag plågas häruppe, men lycklig jag bliver
    därnere hos dig.

    Till vällustens ljuva, förtrollande kvalm
    oss svartklädda brudsvenner följa.
    Vår bröllopssång ringes av klockornas malm,
    och gröna gardiner oss dölja.
    När stormarna ute på världshavet råda,
    när fasor den blodade jorden bebo,
    när fejderna rasa, vi slumra dock båda
    i gyllene ro.

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    Rick, you have been writing poetry for 20 years, and YOU NEVER TOLD US! This thread is wonderful. I'm glad we have your Poetry Corner now, to complement ArrowMan's Musical Corner. Your poems make me blush (except for the lines about kissing).

    I will make a contribution, in the same spirit as callmecaleb and old bearkill (and with old bearkill's very same two "buts"). It's the only poem I know...

    Ashes to ashes,
    dust to dust,
    if it weren't for my arsehole,
    my belly would bust.

    Now, I hope, back to more of STUSTUSTUGOO'S PORNOGRAPHIC POESY!
    Last edited by alexonedeath; 11-01-18 at 09:54 PM.
    I like bananas,
    coconuts and grapes;
    that’s why they call me…
    TARZAN OF THE APES!!!


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    i see life through the light between his toes
    where love and lust dance in a private place
    where smells have taste and secret passion grows
    as toes in ecstasy caress my face
    in such a light i learn to live and love with all my might


    i love his feet
    i think they love me too
    the wrinkles of his soles are paths to bliss where fingers, lips and tongue all rendezvous and merge
    in one amazing barefoot kiss
    barefeet have taught that paradise is closer then i thought



    he touched me where some say he shouldn't have
    stroking where straighter men shouldn't have
    his fingers moved gently
    they milked me gently
    i had to stand still or they couldn't have
    my cock exists for male feet/soles!!!

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    his feet were deliciously bare
    propped up on the top of a chair
    my heart skipped a beat
    as i plopped on the seat
    between his two feet
    my oh my what a pare
    he rested a foot on each shoulder
    the warmth of his feet made me bolder
    i gave him a lick
    sucked the toe like a dick
    i'll tell you the rest when you're older


    he caught me staring at his feet
    and chased me from that hour
    when someone knows you suck on toes
    he got you in his power
    he chased me north
    he chased me south
    i landed in a ditch and he got a foothold in my mouth and now i am his footbitch
    my cock exists for male feet/soles!!!

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    as i sucked on your toes, you trampled my nose
    how cruel is the humor of men!
    my heart is a rental, so please be more gentle
    and try not to do that again


    a little vermouth and it tell you the truth
    you ask if your feet smell allright
    i'm happy to tell ya, whenever i smell ya their stink is perfect delight
    from big toe to heel, they have such an appeal
    they drive me to utter distraction
    when toes start to wiggle, my balls start to jiggle
    my dick calls out, camera, action.
    my cock exists for male feet/soles!!!

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    more to cum
    my cock exists for male feet/soles!!!

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    "as i sucked on your toes, you trampled my nose
    how cruel is the humor of men!
    my heart is a rental, so please be more gentle
    and try not to do that again"

    Rick, this poem of yours is a delight to read out loud. It could be set to music and sung. Also, it reminds me very much of some of Lewis Carroll's verses.
    I like bananas,
    coconuts and grapes;
    that’s why they call me…
    TARZAN OF THE APES!!!


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    Rick.
    I’d never have thought of you as a poet which shows how wrong I can be.
    And you’re pretty good, maybe because you are writing about something you really like and enjoy.
    Hope you write many more verses as full of humour as those on site.
    And I agree with Alexondeath that there are definite similarities with Lewis Carroll and also Edward Lear.
    And perhaps others will be inspired by your example, perhaps a Shakespeare or Milton or even a W.S. Gilbert parodist.
    Pity that your readership must perforce be limited And specialised.
    Thanks for posting
    Awaiting the sensation of a short sharp shock
    From a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block.

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