The Song of Antinous
by Amore63
At birth my pubic structure made me male
And puberty propelled me on a quest
To find a place of love, respect and rest
Somewhere upon the human gender scale
. . . .
2
But chromosomal conflict underlies
The balance of my X genes and my Ys
And doubts and fears about my gender rise
2a
Epigenetic action intervenes
To switch and swap my male and female genes
And leads me in among the in-betweens
2b
Boyish good looks with girlish softness mingled
Older men’s glances sometimes stopped and lingered
2c
I felt the chromosomal struggle rage
Into my twenty second year of age.
Two spirits fought within me to survive
Until I reached the age of twenty-five
At last my female X genes ceased to rise
Against the male aggression of my Ys
3
At parties my success was not the best
I tried in vain to gain the interest
Of girls and women, they were not impressed
By this mere girlish boy, I failed their test
Of masculinity
When others paired and shared some happiness
I wandered home alone a doleful mess
In sad virginity
4
You saw me, just eighteen and barely male
And in your blood young Eros raised his sail
I saw you, fifty- four and twice my size
The admiration shining in your eyes
5
What should I think about this friendly glow
Perhaps it would be better not to know
A voice inside me said ‘get up and go!’
6
I blushed and dropped my eyes, but later then
Getting my courage back I looked again
To find you sitting there still in your place
And beaming love into my blushing face
7
By girls rejected, scorned by manly peers,
Face androgynous, younger than my years
I thought none cared whether I lived or died
Your hand covered your lap, as if to hide
The signs of admiration there inside
8
You sat a smiling suitor at my gate
My X genes urged me to reciprocate
My Y genes said ‘do not give him your trust
That’s not the look of friendship, that is lust’
9
‘Do not encourage him, for if you do
You’ll end up underneath him in his bed
He’ll flatter you, seduce you
He’ll enter and he’ll juice you
Pouring his passion into you
Till all his needs are fed
10
Another voice said ‘why be so unkind
He’s offering you what you came here to find’
You’re here to find someone to share your bed
He’s asking you to share his bed instead
11
It’s clear that he admires your youthful charms
He wants you to come home and spend the evening in his arms
He’s the wrong gender? Yes! But don’t take fright
You’ll get no better offer here tonight
12
You must admit, you aren’t very male
You’re lightly built, your face is smooth and pale
You can’t discuss rock bands, or sport, or cars
Instead you speak of Mozart, Science, Mars
Your hope to interact with and attract these girls will fail
13
He digs that stuff, he’s with you there, so let him make his move
He wants to be your mentor in the tender arts of love
Do not be mean to him, don’t cut and run
Be generous with your body, you’re no nun!
14
Share what you have while youth’s attractions last
For all too soon they’ll fade into the past
It would be shame to let them go to waste
When they could be admired,
desired,
embraced
15
Don’t leave that fresh young body unemployed
It should be mentored, entered and enjoyed
find out what love’s about tonight or never
Don’t hold your cold virginity forever
If his request offends your manly pride
Say ‘No, Goodnight!’, get up and go outside
Leave him behind you with his lust unfed
And hug your pride to warm your cold and lonely virgin bed’
End Part 1
Sent from Mail for Windows
To Elle at Sensual Highlights Writing Challenge for Sept 2022
[Lots more if there is any demand for it,
Otherwise I won’t waste my time posting it…………………………..
4 Jan 2023
29 claps! in only 4 months. Well, someone is interested.
That’s more than seven a month. Encouraging!
I don’t expect a fast pace. This is not celebrity stuff, like Harry and Meghan , Elon, Donald or the K’s. It’s kind of niche stuff. Keep coming back, I shall add some more. Soon.
Warning! It gets more explicit. Mature adults only — no immature adults please!
Part 2
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If I walk off, rejecting his advance
I never might again receive this chance
To taste the cup of life in this disguise
And drink the love-draught pouring from his eyes
We have a problem we have shared too long
He’s too old for these girls, and I’m too young
27
Those whom I want don’t want me in their bed
I should go with this older man instead
At least he wants me, he’s the only one
To take an interest in me in this place
He’s eager to envelop and enjoy
The slender body of this teenage boy
In intimate embrace
28
He leans in close, I hear his whispered voice
“The girls don’t want you, I’m your only choice”
His lap hand makes a gesture I can’t miss
“Well, how’s about it, are you game for this?”
29
In scared imagination now I see
His big white body kneeling over me
His lust in full and frank display between his hairy thighs
A dark Egyptian obelisk now stood on end to rise
In Pharaonic magnitude before my frightened eyes
His arms pinning my shoulders to the bed
His hot desire a fire that must be fed
And here tonight it’s very plain to see
The one he wants to feed that fire is me
18
My thighs, my buns, my hips will not be all
He wants, his lust will seek new ways to call
His meaty hands holding my head in place
His bush and belly closing on my face
I’ll get a close-up view of lap and thighs
Before they land and cover up my eyes
19
The push of my small hands upon his hips
Won’t stop the purple pressure on my lips
He’ll push until they part and let him in
My mouth held open by a moving bung
Advancing and retreating on my tongue
His swollen scrotum knocking on my chin
His buttocks butting like a rutting goat
Until his overpressured glans bursts open in my throat
20
I’ll cough and gulp the bitter liquid down
my choice is clear, to swallow it or drown
21
Its sojourn in my stomach won’t be long
Dissolved in gastric juice it’s passed along
Into my small intestine sent as food
To be absorbed and pass into my blood
22
In forty minutes, it will reach my heart
sucked in, transferred and then pumped out again
Into each pulsing artery and vein
And carried off to every body part.
23
To liver, muscles, fingernails and skin
To scalp and toes and everything between
And in the lens and fluid in my eye
So when I look out on the world, at dawn, at noon or late
I’m looking through a dilute screen
Of his ejaculate
In every part it will be stored and stay
Part of my living tissue for a day
A week, a month or, in my bones, for good
24
If I don’t want his jizm in my flesh
In my saliva, scrotum, hair and sweat
And in the lens and fluid in my eye
Say no to him, get up and say ‘goodbye’!
30
My heart speeds up, the blood begins to race
He sees surrender in my blushing face
He knows I will submit to his embrace
He lifts his hand and puts it on my knee
“There’s nothing here for you, come home with me”
Author Amore63]