Like a beam of oak, dark, broad and strong,
Support for a dwelling; well-husbanded,
Profit and loss is its concern,
Good business for the family,
Purposeful and magnificent, and cared for,
Sometimes pampered, clean, proud,
Filling me with yesterday
A hint of aftershave:
This is Richard's cock.
Neville's cock is half-an-inch shorter,
Lighter in colour and less shapely.
These things do not bother Neville,
Who talks of Nietzsche as he fucks me,
A technician of the tool, a very master:
His brief erections pleasure me:
This is Neville's cock.
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