Aqeel Parvez

Poor Boys Twiddling Their Thumbs 

too many birds in 
relationships biding time. 
it truly offends and hurts 
me when they go on dates 
with me. those poor bastards. 
those lads at home twiddling 
their thumbs while she’s 
soaked in lust sucking 
my thumb. test the 
plumbing. oh, I’m scum. 
degenerate, spit grab 
twist slap choke; 
manoeuvre, manhandle. 
vary the strokes. soft 
then sodomy, just a 
sick fuck soft touch baby, 
nameless provides free reign. 
I give them what goes begging 
at home with Gary, Harry, 
Barry and fucking Flynn. 
I fancy myself an artist. 
I eat her out and then 
puff my inhaler, I can’t 
help but laugh. I’m 
grinning at the gash.