Pelican's Poem

[+ Lucky]

It seemed to have gotten lost in the fun and games we had over the loose stool in the backroom, so here again is Pelican1's poetic tribute to CK. Thanks for the effort, my friend!

 

Another great evening at the Aftermath party with the Buffboyzz!! If you haven't been yet, you don't know what you're missing. This is the ONLY place to be on a Tuesday night. Great to see all the gang there again tonight. Here's my latest addition to CK's Poetry Anthology...

 

CK: My Early Christmas Gift

 

He makes his rounds just like Santa. Who knew?

CK's such a generous boy.

But I'm not a fool. I'm a gay, just like you.

So I sought out his "CUM-SQUIRTING toy." (wink wink)

 

I haven't been naughty this year -- it's the truth!

So why was he passing me by?

I wanted some time in that lap dance booth,

Some time with this god of a guy.

 

As I looked up, I caught them. The GRINCHES were here,

Stealing my Christmas prize.

And, as anyone knows, you don't steal from a queer!

The Wise Men would say that's not wise!!

 

But soon after this, a thought came to me.

I hadn't been being so fair.

My heart started filling with holiday glee

when it hit me -- I needed to share!

 

With CK, there's PLENTY of cock to go 'round.

So I knew he'd take care of his Bitch.

That dick can practically reach the ground!

It's the cure for my Tuesday-night itch.

 

So...He took me in back for a magical show.

A "sugarcock" danced in my head.

I was happy to give him another good blow.

My hunger was finally fed.

 

And soon after that, the party did end.

But now I was feeling quite merry.

Is it worth it, CK? This money I spend?

My answer to you is: "YES!! VERY!!!"

 

I got into the cab and it pulled away.

And CK vanished into the night.

Thanks, Buffboyzz, for making my evening so gay.

Thanks, CK, for doing it RIGHT!!

[tazmanian5230]

I hope Iam invited to the wedding after my dirty finger comment.

 

Maybe we can get the Gaiety re-opened for one last time and have the wedding there. Instead of flowers and gifts we can cover the stage with dollar bills for our two dancers in love. No tuxedos, just two naked dancers in love...

 

"Not that people should be told this, but on a personal hygiene note, it's really a good idea to wash your hands after putting your fingers up a dancers' butt. Coming over to someone, shaking their hand, or putting it on their shoulder after participating

[Pelican1]

Lucky, you have a kind and generous heart. Thank you for reinstating my poem in its very own thread, as undeserving as it may be. Taz, thank you for helping me to keep the dream alive. In my fantasies, I am marrying CK over and over again (only, I have all of my clothes on. Or, I am myself, but in a completely different body. I guess I prefer option 2.) Anyway, say hi to CK for me this weekend, Taz. Give him a little kiss (anywhere you'd like) from me. Hope to see you soon.

[tazmanian5230]

Pelican,

Sorry but after hearing the "dirty finger" story I ASS U MED it was CK and canceled his trip this weekend.

 

You will have him all to yourself as you dream of.

 

Uncle Johnny will have baby wipes avaliable just in case.

 

"Not that people should be told this, but on a personal hygiene note, it's really a good idea to wash your hands after putting your fingers up a dancers' butt. Coming over to someone, shaking their hand, or putting it on their shoulder after participating

[Pelican1]

Thank you, Taz!! Although, I think CK wants a divorce, and he's having a hard time telling me. Poor guy... He's having an affair, I'm sure of it. Just this week, I saw a photo of him in PM Entertainment, (p. 24) and CK (yes, our CK) had his hand spread clear across some (hot) guy's package -- and I'm not talkin' FedEx. You can imagine the betrayal I felt!! Still, I hope he holds a special place for me in...er...

 

 

 

the LAP DANCE ROOM!!! :9

 

Sundays have a become a horny day of obligation for me. I find that I'm on my knees all day long...

[+ Lucky]

RE: Pelican's CK Worship

 

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[Cooper]

Regarding Pelican's Aftermath poem...

 

Lucky posted: "It seemed to have gotten losts..."

 

I guess my reply also went astray.

 

Pelican, you are becoming quite the showman. You inspire us with your poetry and tease us with your stage shows. Keep up the good work, it's most appreciated. Cooper

[Pelican1]

Thanks, Cooper! I'm glad you are enjoying the entertainment. CK makes it easy for me -- he's very inspiring...

[Pelican1]

A QUICKIE POEM FOR CK

 

Hey guys,

It's late Sunday night and I can't skip work tomorrow, so here's a "quickie" poem in honor of CK's inspirational performances tonight. I've started up a draft of a much lengthier one, hopefully it'll be ready a little later this week. In the meantime, the snow we had today (anf of course, CK himself) inspired this rendition of "Let it Snow"...

 

Oh the weather outside is frightful,

but CK is so delightful,

And since we've no place to go...

Let me blow! Let me blow! Let me blow!

 

(The other verses would work just as they are -- "when we've finally kissed goodnight, how I hate going out in the storm..." -- and they remain part of my fantasy of CK, so I'm not going to mess around with them. Some things are sacred, yes?)

[Pelican1]

Another one...

 

Here's another quickie that's a kind of inside joke between me and CK and Steven, to be sung to the tune of "I'm dreaming of a white christmas"

 

I'm dreaming of CK's lap dance,

Just like the ones I used to know...

Where his big cock glistened, and Steven listened,

to hear me giving him a blow...

 

I'm dreaming of CK's lap dance,

with every ugly guy I screw...

may CK stick to me, like glue...

and may all my fantasies come true

[Pelican1]

THE BIG POEM

 

Okay, this is still in draft version, but I wanted to get it out there to you soon. Of course, it's done after "'Twas the Night Before Christmas". In some places, I put possible alternate lines in parentheses, 'cause I couldn't decide which is better. Suggestions are welcome...

 

‘Twas the month before Christmas, when all through the bar,

all the patrons were stirring…the Buffboyzz weren’t far!

 

My dollars were tucked in my pockets with care,

In hopes that CK soon would be there.

 

I sat next to Cooper, all snug on my stool,

while visions of CK’s cock made my mouth drool.

 

With Tony and Johnny and “Versatile” near,

I’d just settled down with my icy-cold beer.

 

When out near the door there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from my bench to see what was the matter!

 

Away to the lobby I flew in a flash,

Tore open my pockets, whipped out my cash!

 

The muscles that glistened on each of these guys

Made my heart quicken and made my dick rise.

 

And what, to my wandering eye, should appear,

But a gift from above – for CK was here!!

 

That hot little dancer, so lively and quick…

I knew in a moment, I must suck his dick.

 

More rapid than eagles, those Buffboyzz, they came.

Johnny whistled and shouted and called them by name:

 

Now Erick! Now Chris! Now Steven and CJ!

On Dexter! On Stevie! On Christian and CK!

 

To the back of the bar! To the top of the stairs!

Dash away! Dash away! Go and prepare!

 

As dry leaves, before a wild hurricane fly,

As they meet with an obstacle mount to the sky

 

Then up to the third floor, the dancers, they flew,

With a bag full of towels, and underwear, too.

 

And then in a twinkling, I felt on my face,

A smack from CK, then a friendly embrace.

 

As I drew in my head and was turning around,

I felt such great joy, for my CK was found!

 

He was dressed in Enyce, and a hot Detroit cap.

As he sat on the bar, I stared into his lap.

 

A bundle of goods he had under those jeans,

How I wanted a peak at his huge frank-and-beans.

(How I wanted to horde them from all of these queens).

 

His eyes, how they twinkled. His dimples, how merry.

His (ass) cheeks were like roses. His hole, like a cherry.

 

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow

And the beard on his chin set my heart all aglow.

 

The stump of his dick he held tight in his hands,

In my mind, I was making all kinds of great plans.

 

He had a great face, and a fine set of abs

That I wanted to touch, so I reached in and grabbed.

 

He was virile and jacked, a right-sexy young god,

I lost my mind as I gawked at his bod.

 

But a wink of his eye and a twist of his head

Soon gave me to know that I had nothing to dread.

 

He spoke a few words, then went straight to his work.

Filled hungry mouths…but not mine! What a jerk!

 

Chris took me back there to mess with CK,

It was painful to witness that horrid display!

(It was painful to watch – I looked on in dismay.)

 

But it didn’t last long, for CK is a pro…

He had “scheduled me in” for an end-of-show blow.

 

So, laying a finger aside of his hole

And giving a nod, toward the back, CK strolled.

 

I sprang from my spot and I followed him there

Finally, Santy-Claus answered my prayers!

 

The lap dance was tasty. My “stocking” was stuffed.

But I wanted more…strangely enough.

 

I couldn’t be greedy, though, Christmas was coming.

On Tuesday, I’d try to give CK more humming.

 

As I hugged him goodbye, I held onto his bottom

I thought to myself, “I finally got him!”

 

And I heard him exclaim as he left the big show

See you on Tuesday, you sucker homo!!

[Cooper]

RE: THE BIG POEM

 

Well done Pelican, you are really talented... Glad to know that your night had a happy ending.