"But soft, what light through yonder window breaks,"
This man is Jake, my Granddad's other son.
Ay me! My need for him, it never slakes.
I help him practice; heart already won.
He speaks of love; I sink down low, undo
His pants, and free his cock; pout out my lips,
Draw in my cheeks, make my oral debut.
Though he declaims, he cannot still his hips.
Jake thrusts, I suck while yet his lines are true;
Salt pearls of wisdom gladly lick away,
Nose at his balls; an act I'll never rue,
Strive both control and 'membered words to fray.
          Mine eyes on his, melting, eager to please
          I help my Jake with Shakespeare from my knees.















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Chris Hailey Boy that is an awesomely hot sonnet. Gotta love the higher arts! Thanks!
Thanks so much! You know you inspired me here, both in story and style. It means a lot to me that you like it.

--Little Darling
Pixie The idea is as great as the wording, I can really well imagine the scenario. And, not at least, you are drawing a world of love, without malice and suspicion, a world where I would like to live, no matter if I was the uncle or his "Little Darling."
I'm so glad. It does feel like a lovely world and place to be in, doesn't it? Maybe I should write one about learning foreign tongues next time.*

*German perhaps? (Great translations!)*

--Little Darling
angler Very ,very clever, well done. Sonnet form is very disciplined, unlike the readers/writers on this post.
Thanks angler, I had fun writing this. Thanks to Chris for helping me clean up the format (I was a syllable out in one place, and wording could be tweaked somewhere else). Not sure why, but I find it loads easier to write than a story proper, even though I know those tend to be more popular with the readers.

Merry Christmas!
--Little Darling
Chris Hailey My pleasure, Little Darling! Thank you so much for contributing to this site!

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