of worshipping ancient gods

He gets into my head ….within slumbering walls within, he finds the way to lure me ….like those shadows like bats on the wall, it is almost a drug; a mind control seduction ….so, like the primitive within, awoken and primal I forget me and only think of wanting ….him

I always enjoyed sucking him off; watching his member become erect before my eyes, how poised and firm he stands before me—at my command ….suck—mmmm licked, pop ohhhhh it is a dream 

he wakes me, is looking down at me,

“Duva…..”

like a golden god he comes 

    

      to me