Abyss of Bliss, the Worsest of Verses

by L. Zephaniah (zephania@pantek.com)
Inspired by the Bad Slash Challenge.  Permission to archive to JADFE and WildHeaven.

There was a young man from Brabant
Whom even LaCroix could not daunt.
He took him and bit him
And on him did sit him
And filled him quite full from his font.

One evening the lusty Nightcrawler 
Decided he was a blue baller.
He wanted his Nick
To sit on his prick,
And then, how he'd make his Knight holler!

And so our old man from Pompeii
Asked Nicholas please to come play
They'd fuck and they'd fight
They'd suck and they'd bite
All in all, quite a lusty rompé.

So happened our Nick was quite bored,
All alone as he polished his sword.
And so in a jiffy,
LaCroix got a stiffy,
Nick's plight had him hard as a board.

"LaCroix," said our Nick, "Did you call me,
To tell me you wanted to ball me?
Just give me some head
We'll jump into bed,
And play with your big hard salami."    

Vachon happened by, asked "Que pasa?"
LaCroix bade him enter the casa.
"Come in," moaned LaCroix,
"I'm getting quite raw,
From servicing Nick's big kielbasa!"

Vachon implored Nick "Take my ass....  mmm...."
While LaCroix explored Nick's nether chasm
Fell in an abyss
Of buttfucking bliss
Surrend'ring to heartfelt orgasm.

The <ahem> End.

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