Docking

Let's workshop this bitch!

Docking

Mark peels open and pulls back the tan prepuce 
that bewitched Dodi from their first school shower.

Against the chiseled peach-cleft underbelly
of the now-exposed glossy rose-madder glans 
Dodi plants the topside of his buff-hide own. 

Dodi’s meatus smooching flared ruff of flesh,  
Mark hoods that neck-frill full over Dodi’s crown.

The two boys have formed one retractable rod
whose union Mark’s hand-clutch at the seam secures,
permitting strong but slight back and forth shafting.

*“Docking” appeared in The Los Angeles Review of Los Angeles (2017)

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