Dick Of Death

When i met him he was nice enough

for a shot man trying to act real tough in a bar

That kind of attitude won't get you very far

His shirt was open and i saw his chest

a salt-and-pepper, soft and furry mess

You know how that turns me on

Then he took my hand

and ran it over the outline in his pants

He had the dick of death

And so i closed my eyes

and tried to fantasize about this dick of death

We grabbed a cab and went away to my place where we

dropped our clothes so fast you'd think we were racing

I couldn't wait to see it for myself

There it was, staring ut at me

Long and perfect, boy, was i ever lucky

He kissed me and we fell down on the bed

Then he took my hand

And let me guide him into my promised land

He had the dick of death

I looked into his eyes

And let him sodomize me with his dick of death

I'd never seen one

Quite this big before

When he's soft he's nearly

Hung down to the floor

I don't know if i love him

but i love is dick of death