I definitely have a type when it comes to dudes.
I like them skinny.
Skinny niggas can fuuuck!
I like them vain too;
(It’s a turn on when you know just how goddam beautiful you are)
I like them both parts creative
and intellectual.
Too much logic weighs down the soul.
I like creative energy;
It comes from the same place as sexual energy.
I like artists, hippies…
and their non-committal waviness.
I love people who say shit like,
“I love you so much I never want to see you again”
(~@mumbipoetry)
Here’s three skinny nigga stories for you –
The Lonely Loner
His eyes, intense.
His hair, rebellious.
HIs mood, mysterious.
When we kissed,
I lost myself in him.
Wanted all of him.
Our first sex date,
Fire!
Yes, I jumped him;
I could hardly wait.
He rocked my world.
Weed,
Wiz Khalifa,
The cave,
Me,
Young & dumb &
Sprung!
The sex,
(skinny niggas can fuuuck!)
Had me weak everytime.
That torso,
(perfect for digging my nails into)
That dick,
How that dick expressed itself…
He called me Stones
(as in, Stoner)
I loved it.
Gave us a pet name
(i’ll never tell)
Traveled two hours to see him
(clown shit)
Once we were over,
I went back way too many times.
Always when my own life sucked
(lol!)
He was elite escapism
Could fuck for ages!
It’s almost a decade later.
I’m cured of seeking him out in my
darknesses,
Cured of his charms,
And yes,
I’d get on top of that dick again.
It’s that good –
(or was)
Super Potential
Met him 8 months into a sex drought
Pre-game flirting was dope
(I take immense pleasure in letting the people I want know I want them)
Our first time was at the beach,
November full moon when
the tide was low
He found us a cute little spot that’s usually inaccessible
when the tide is high.
Strapped with condoms and flirt game,
He says “leo lazima tusalimiane”
(today, we must greet each other)
Very Ngugi wa Thiong’o-esque
Purrrr
First time was good, for beach sex
No sand in our sacred parts
Actually no, it was amazing
I just remembered how beautiful the
moon and the stars and the sky were
As i lay there on my back
Getting it!
Second time was dope
and many more dope sessions followed.
Overall, Super Potential met the brief
His dick was the oasis I badly needed
at the time
Except, that’s all he had to give
Dick.
Didn’t matter how sweetly I asked, or
how factually I broke down how sex works,
this dude really truly believed that his dick was
the end all be all
About kissing, he says,
“I don’t like it, sijazoea”
Fair enough
About sucking my nipples,
he laughs and shyly kisses one,
biting a little, while his hand awkwardly
brushes up and down on my other nipple.
No tongue, at all. Ergo,
no pleasure achieved.
About my clitoris, well,
I think he felt threatened when he noticed
how much I enjoyed stimulating myself,
so he… tried
I definitely preferred doing this part myself
About finger fucking me,
he’s like “but I have my dick here, and I’m ready”
(can you feel my eyes rolling so far back into my head, I look like zombies from Walking Dead? Yeah, me too)
When I insist, he just barely sticks in
one finger, then takes it out.
I’m like “bruv, it was just getting good,”
he’s like “lemme fuck you with my dick first,
then we’ll do all that.”
Liar
Here’s the winner though
I bring up eating me out
He laughs and says, “Hiyo ya wazungu…”
(that’s for white people)
In response to me demanding better foreplay,
he says “but my dear, we can do more.
We can have sex without a condom-”
At this point, I’m out. Thanks for the memories.
Some more weird shit that stood out-
I tell him I have multiple lovers at any one point,
and can only do sex and maybe friendship.
He says, “Are you HIV positive?”
I say I am queer, that I love and fuck women,
men and gender non-conforming folk.
He stops to ponder, asks a few clarifying questions,
then says “But sex with women, is it better than sex with a man?”
Yes, 1000% better.
Always.
Twenty One
I love how we started
Me,
Horny. Headed back to my tent
to sleep
Changed my mind,
Went back to the party to find me some sex
(dude on the playlist was looking cute)
I sat back down with the group
and waited for my moment to respond
It came 🙂
He said, “I’m going to bed”
I said, “I’ll walk you”
(see what I did there?)
As we walked, I said, “do you want
to have sex?
He said, “yeah, do you?”
Me, “yeah, let’s go”
(sometimes it’s that easy folks!)
(yes, we’re still fucking),
he’s my sex & tattoos lover 🙂
