Date: December 22nd, 2023 2:48 PM
Author: Lake Casino
Hello starkness, my old friend
I've come to lift with you again
Because a man with pectorals heaping
Left his seed from my ass seeping
And the jism that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the Pounders silence
.
In pantsless gyms I stimmed alone
Spared no skeet and grew my bone
'Neath the metal of an old squat rack
I dropped my shorts and emptied my ballsack
When my ass was stabbed by the splash of a stalagmite
That split me right
And touched me in the Pounders silence
.
And in that naked gym I saw
Ten thousand inches, maybe more
People stimming without speaking
People lifting without clothing
People growing dongs they hoisted ever bare
No one dared
Disturb the Pounders silence
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5464316&forum_id=2#47202707)