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Seen or Unseen

By Marcus. J King

Far…yet so close.

Out of all of the people you encounter,

Am I the one being that seizes your day?

Seeing and believing sets the stage,

As we go down a road of endless emotions.

Maybe they have an ending or maybe,

Just maybe, they have a beginning

Like a new book or chapter.

Who am I fooling?

I know the feeling feels good,

Seen or unseen, it can’t be denied.

Even by the toughest or brightest shell,

In the moonlight sky.



Peace and Blessings be upon you.


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Tell Me…Part 2

Disclaimer: Only for the sexual fans

By: Marcus J. King

He leaned into me and kissed me while the apple and the beautiful sauce he made, rolled into our mouth; Flowing like waters rushing to the shoreline. His lips were soft and his passion for food showed through as our tongues intertwined and created love full of juices.

He grabbed me close and whispers, “Tell me…..how you want it?”

He licks my neck tenderly. His tongue glazed my neck as he begins to kiss, and lick and kiss and lick my down. I twitched and he finds my sweet spot. He pulls me close and continues to suck that one area.

“Tell me…” He mumbles, as he tenderizes my neck.

I moaned for more. He grabs me close. I try to push his body off me. He pulls me back into his trap. I grab his neck and dig my nails in him and kiss his forehead.

“Ouch….” He whispers.

I kiss the spot where I grabbed him and he continues to massage my neck with his beautiful tongue; Soft and lovely strokes.

He kisses me and it was fire on ice. Lips interlocking, juices flowing between tongue play and lip biting. We grind our pelvises with every stroking it felt like he was getting bigger and more excited. He moaned more me in agony to say the least. His was something thick and long rubbing up against my thigh.

“Mmm!” I moaned louder.

He kisses me and whispers, “Tell me!”

“Tell you what?” I replied.

“Tell me…how you want me?”

He caresses my dick print as the head peaked out the top of my tight swim trunks. He continues to lick my neck and bits my earlobe.

“We have to stop.” I gently try to push him away.

He pulls me close and kisses me with passion and force. I can’t help his sweet caramel tasting lips. I was so mesmerized by his power over me, I didn’t noticed he was laying me on the bed.  He looks at me with his beautiful skin, powerful eyes, and pink lips, as he rubs my chest.

“Tell me…” He gently ask again.

“Tell you what?” I whispered back.

“Tell me….how you want me.”

“I don’t want you.” I looked deep into his green eyes.

He plays with my nipples. He teases them with soft circles and then a light pinch.

“Tell me…” He said a little more aggressively.

“No…” I lift my chest up in sensation. “No…!”

“Tell me…” He keeps whispering and kissing my neck.

He licks my chest like a melody that plays soft music. He gets to the nipple that he had tenderized and licks it gently, teasing me so effortlessly. He sucks it softly. I gasp for his lips to lick me some more. I can’t catch my breathe. He bits them. I moan in his passion for me. He caresses my bulge and slips off my swim trucks. I opened my eyes and he was naked.

He licks my dick slowly and then he deep throats all of it. I sob over his tongue magic as the man can suck some dick. The back of his mouth felt so well, I couldn’t resist not to put my hand over his head. He sucked me like he hadn’t had dick in forever. I was sure glad to help. He stops sucking me off and like a tiger, he crawls towards me. He kisses me smoothly. I grabbed his dick, “Ahhh! Wow!” I said looking at it. He grabs my chin and turns me to look at him,

“Tell me now?”

“What do you want to know?”

“Tell me….” He kisses me some more.

“Tell you what babe.” I continue to caress his manhood.

“Tell me how you going to marry this dick!”

I look deep into his eyes. “I caressed his ass and smiled.

“Tell me….how I am going to marry that ass!”

We kissed and made love the rest of the evening.


Tell me….Part 1

Disclaimer: Only for the sexual fans


Written by Marcus J King

It was a warm day out…sunny and intense with birds chirping in the air. I was lounging on my patio getting some sun by the pool. A cold malt drink sat next to me as I lie back and flip my sunglasses down while the rays of the sun give me a light tan.

“The fuck you aren’t! Go to hell bitch!” The male next door neighbor argued on the phone on his own deck in his underwear.

He was a well-built man, light abs, great arms and beautiful to look at.

“Everything okay Jessie?” I asked gently turning towards him.

“Yes, I’m fine. People are just unsupportive at times…you know?” He asked.

I sat up. “You got that right. I’m here alone myself, relaxing for once.” I left my shades on to imagine him fully naked.

“Oh, where’s your boo thang?”

“I don’t have one. I work too much man.”

“Come over real quick. I got to show you something.”

“Alright.” I got up with my glass of liquor.

Our house was side by side and our patio doors met one another so it was easy to get from house-to-house. He unlocked the latch to his door.

I opened it, he shook my hand, and we walked into the house. He was wearing tight boxer briefs. His bulge stood out and his booty ate the fabric.

It turned me on so much. I had to keep my composure somehow. I mean he was hot as fish grease.

“What you sipping on, man?” He asked looking in my glass.

“Oh, a little this. A little that. You know.” I giggled taking a slip of my glass.

“I need a drink myself.” He said walking into the kitchen opening the large stainless steel refrigerator.

As he walked his ass jiggle in unison; two perfect cheeks kissing each other as the fabric sat in the crack of his ass. It was a beautiful sight to see.

My trunks couldn’t hold my excitement any longer. I instantaneously got hard. There was an island in his kitchen. I step closer to it so he wouldn’t see me all hard as bricks. I sat my drink on the counter and took a silent deep breathe.

“Where are my apples?” He said bending over to find them.

Lord, knows he had some beautiful candy apple buns. I couldn’t stop staring at his ass and his balls peaked a bit as well. My mouth watered; as I wanted to take eat his booty out so bad. My erection continued and I begin to caress myself gently. He stood upholding the apple.

“Found it!”

“Oh, yea?”

“Yea, and it’s my famous dip.” He said holding a small white container.

I pondered. “What makes it so famous?” I squinted my eyes.

“You sure you want to try it?” He titled his head and smirked at me.

“Yea, I like trying new foods.” I said, honestly excited.

He started cutting the apple into smaller pieces. He smiled the whole time. I wondered what he was up too. As he cut the apples, I gazed at the muscle in his arm that flex as he moved swiftly and smoothly, like he was making love to the apple. It could have just been me but his smile was radiant like a whole bottle of whitening mouthwash. His smirk was sly and sexy. His low cut hairstyle shined like he just got a fresh cut. His chest was thick to the point I wanted to suck his nipples off.

I took a silent breathe. My emotions was getting the best of me as I continued to stared at him as his cut that damn apple.

He places the apple pieces on a small sauce plate. Gently poured the sauce over the apple pieces and created something beautiful to look at.

“Did you used to be a chef?”

“In my younger years, I was good at it.” He smiled widely.

“This looks great!” I smiled.

He looked at me and grabbed the plate. We locked eyes as he came around the island closer to me. I couldn’t stop looking at his beautiful green eyes. He turned me on more and more because he wouldn’t look away from me. He grabbed an apple slice, with sauce and rubbed the apple over my lips.

I gently licked the sauce from my lips.  I looked deeply into his eyes.

“Mmm, tasty…” I said liking my lip, blushing and smirking.

“You like that?” He whispered softly.

“Yea…” My breathing became a little heavier.

He placed the apple in my mouth.

“Bite it…but don’t break it.” He said caressing the major sensation I was having downstairs.

He leaned into me and kissed me while the apple and the beautiful sauce he made, rolled into our mouth; Flowing like waters rushing to the shoreline. His lips were soft and his passion for food showed through as our tongues intertwined and created love full of juices.

He grabbed me close and whispers, “Tell me…..how you want it?”

~~~To be continued~~~~


Missing in Action


By: Marcus J. King

Where must it be?
I have searched long and hard for it.

I can’t put my finger on it.
How can it be missing?
Did it run off?
Has it been hiding?

I can’t find it and it is frustrating me!
How can this be?

It just left me high and dry,
With no remorse,
And no goodbye.

I hate it so much,
That I don’t even want to find it anymore.
It doesn’t want to be with me.

It prefers to be somewhere else,
It wants someone else to entertain,
While I sit here and wait for its grand return.

Pathways 5: Juggling My Future


I have to be busy because being bored sucks in a lot of ways. I balance so many activities that I forget that sometimes I can just relax. The last time I relaxed, I lost track of time and energy that I could have used to get something started or get things going.

I juggle my ability to make my future better. To make sound decisions that alter the future in which I hold in my hands. I have work, school, blogs, books, screenplays, sending my writings to agents and publishers and then dance it off to release the stress.

Even with all that, I still feel like I should be doing more. Granted, God is the only one who knows my future and yet I have to keep pushing forward as much I can to prove a point to people who want me to fail, who want me to slow down, who want me to not be apart of the higher up.

I want a beautiful life for myself and in a couple of weeks, my life will officially change to something that is completely different then what I am used too. I can only thank God for blessing me as he has….it has been a terrible struggle up until now….

Peace and love!

Keep Plowing

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I was disappointed today with some news about a job and I feel it was an unfair decision but in talking to a few people….it’s just not meant to be. God must have a different plan for me.

I have been trying so hard and for so long to find a different management job that can be fulfilled until I complete my screenwriting degree. You know, make enough money to satisfy all the bills and still have some left over, not living paycheck to paycheck. Ughhh!

I want more, is that so hard to ask for?

Father’s Day Blues

Today I should be happy but I am in a sad place because I don’t have a father figure in my life anymore. It’s sad because my father died when I was 4 years old and I can’t even feel his spirit anymore because I’m not near my sister. That’s weird too. My grandfather passed to a heart attack about 4 years ago and my step father passed to cancer about 3 years ago. These influential people in my life created a piece of me along the way. I am grateful for what they have blessed me with over time and I will continue to strengthen what they have taught me.

Enough about me lol Father’s are very important in every child’s life and without one it could damage that child for a while. Now I know the time we live in with “different” family types and the changes “families” go through. Stay away from dead beat fathers. It’s not cool and it hurts very badly growing up. Single Parent homes, to me are the most strongest families because that parent has a lot on their plate and that makes that person powerful in their own light. Bless those families!

I was lucky enough to have my grandfather and step-grandfather to encourage me along the way. Looking back, I miss them so much and I know they are looking down from heaven or wherever they may be.

Love Yourself and those around you…tomorrow is not promised! Happy Fatherless Son’s Day!