A Gay Acrobat Poem by Marvin Brato Sr

A classmate of mine kept me company,
He looked like Adonis a crush of many.
We were great buddies like two brothers,
Only that he was more popular to others.

Wherever we went girls got crazy,
Even shemales too found him sexy.
That being with him I also felt macho,
With thoughts of having lovers a much o!

After a case of beers we were drunk,
Then a gay came to us acting like a punk.
Yet soon enough he had caressed my buddy,
And played with the throbbing rod of his body.

I thought that such act was their own game,
I was shocked when I too was done the same.
The shemale turned his maneuver to my side,
As though he had not been satisfied of his ride.

Had I not been made drowsy by the alcohol,
I could had vomited for having sex with a fool.
But somehow I felt something much different,
From what I had with gals this one was efficient.

The shemale player was like an acrobatic,
Performing sensuous things quite fantastic.
Flying between two poles with sweet precision,
Purging us to the heights of a climactic rendition.