Chet’s nut roasting in an Onan pyre—
Jacked off: finger-frigging throes.
Tool pried, handled, beating. . .hung with desire—
Grand strokes: ’rect, up. . .guy’s set to blow.

Everybody knows a jerky-handed missile-grow
Helps to make the seizin’ tight.
Tight kneads wrought, then his eyes start to glow.
It’s mighty hard and beat tonight.

He knows somatatropic “whey”
Unloads. . .“yule log” of boy is goosed and is in play.
And many muggy piles of tissues dry
Containing drained smears. Cleared from nose? Pounding guy!

An mo’ he “off”ering, this diddle phase:
Dude’s mitts thrum on hewed mighty “yew.”
Ball throe zips to head; man seed primed, man seed sprays. . .
Merry mitt fest anew.