Pornography warped my idea of sex long before I knew what penetration felt like
The awe of faded the moment the internet made it free.
Before high-speed bandwidth made finding a rhythm easier
I indirectly learned how to last longer by…
Buffering.
For the record, my favorite scenario:
Younger man, older woman
Porn gave me experience without trial and error
No embarrassment of sprinting in marathons
Or accidentally attempting to the wrong door.
Sex was like love in the hands of the insecure:
I faked it until I could make it.
This isn’t me bragging
Ok I’m not just bragging
But it was so good,
She who helped me misplace my virginity doesn’t know it fell between her legs.
So, my first time was…well…
Fantastic.
It began like a fantasy teenage boys search for
A seasoned lady wanting me to fix her fountain of youth
I used every evasive angle since I wasn’t sure I could perform
But a hand in her panties
Testing the temperature of the river gave me liquid courage.
Her spine folded in servitude
To honor me as newly crowned pharaoh
Moans exited her body. Her skin breathed and molded to my caress.
I carved hieroglyphics into her walls
My name, repeated during release
Each orgasm labeled in my lineage then she swallowed my history for generations to come.
You’d think a scene that good is always worth sharing
She lay in a pile of her wetness.
Bathing in playful denial.
No matter how the sands of time blow
The erection of my sphinx will forever remain
My tomb will always have an artifact in her womb
My virginity
A sarcophagus buried beneath pyramids erected in lust
A valuable treasure I never want dug up.
I offered my innocence like I had done it before
I knew she’d never know what I had just given to her
She picked up her fidelity from the coffee table
She did it like she’d done it before.
We knew our first time will never be discussed
It’s too awkward to talk about.
