Davy and Goliath
by adam
Once upon a time
there was a small twink named Davy
Hot and hung, burnt out and sparkling
he went from alley to mansion
beachside to highway
He found love and smokes
tokes and petrol station loos to rinse off in
One night, as he awoke from under a pine near a rest stop
under the arm of a flabby crystal fiend
he spied the Goliath
It was a gleaming black truck.
Smoke pouring from its snout, headlight eyes glaring onto the grass
Davy knew
he would get Slim Jims there
Humbly, he knocked on the emblemed door
It swung open
Seated on a bear skin seat cover was a 300 pound bear
grinding a cigar in its teeth
Davy crawled into its lap
sadly without his slingshot
Davy only owned a ragged pair of denim cut-offs
which were quickly history
After being on his knees under the smoldering dash
board
and swallowing a cock the size of a
coke can
After the first 30 stinging slaps to his naked bum with a Harley endorsed
paddle
and being tongue-fucked so hard his face bore the Goliath steering wheel
brand
After being offered a sip out of a warm bottle of
wild turkey
and given a towel to dream upon afterwards
Davy knew he had at last
found
daddy
the end