LAMMAS: BENNY   *LAMMAS: BENNY*
 *By GILDA LILY*
 
 Well, this is the last of the Wheel Of The Year poetry, and the
 last story will be coming soon. I've enjoyed every minute of this
 series, and I hope that you have as well.
 Rated NC-17 for m/m sex.
 (c) July 6, 1998
 
 Wind rustles through
 The swaying cornfields
 As the sun shines 
 Its silken rays
 On my Ray.
 
 Lean body slipping
 Through green fields
 As the corn grows high
 And the Goddess smiles
 Down upon us.
 
 He smiles at me,
 Green eyes sparkling,
 And holds out
 His hand.
 I take it,
 And my mouth is drawn
 To his nipple
 As he parts
 His silken
 Shirt.
 
 He cups my head
 With a long-fingered
 Hand,
 And moans softly,
 In a velvet throat.
 
 His groin presses
 Against mine,
 And I bend him back
 Like a stalk of corn
 As the wind picks up
 And whispers through
 The silent field.
 
 His shorts are pushed
 Down over strong
 And sassy thighs
 While my hand
 Caresses and cups
 His heavy balls.
 
 Mmm, they're sweet
 Like rich, deep wine,
 And silken as
 The corn around us.
 
 I lay him down,
 Gently, gently,
 And part his legs
 As I slide deeply in,
 My cock throbbing
 With willful lust.
 
 Ah, the tightness
 And heat so moist,
 My tongue swirls
 Around his nipple,
 And then thrusts in
 His waiting mouth.
 
 My climax builds
 Until we scream
 Together,
 The birds
 Flying madly
 As the wind blows hard,
 And the stalks bend
 And caress our skin.
 
 Children of the Corn.
 
 Goddess of the Earth.
 
 I love you, Ray.
 
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