My Stallion

Sometimes when I’m happy, I sing. Sometimes the words get mixed up and what I sing isn’t what the songwriter wrote. So, with apologies to ABBA, it’s not “Fernando” it’s “My Stallion”. (If you dislike belly riding and/or ABBA you’ll hate this.)

With apologies to ABBA and to the tune of “Fernando”

»My Stallion«

Can you feel me cum my stallion?
I remember long ago another belly ride like this
In the moonlight oh my stallion
You were cumming hard yourself and dancing sideways with delight
I was swaying in the sling
the sound of leather creaking when I swung too far

We are closer now my stallion
Every hour every minute seems to last eternally
I was so aroused my stallion
We were young and full of cum and I was not prepared to lie
And I’m not ashamed to say
The way you thrust so deep it almost made me cry

There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright my stallion
They were shining there for you and me
Laura makes three, my stallion
‘Cos she never said I had to choose
There’s no regret
If we get to belly ride again
We will my friend, my stallion
If we get the chance to cum again
We will my friend, my stallion

Now we’re old and gay my stallion
So many years since I have felt your cock within my hand
Can you feel my cum my stallion?
Do you still recall the first time you made me cum it felt so grand
I can see it in your eye
How proud you were to fill me with your hard cockstand

There was something in the air that night
The stars were bright my stallion
They were shining there for you and me
Laura makes three, my stallion
‘Cos she never said I had to choose
There’s no regret
If we get to belly ride again
We will my friend, my stallion
Yes, If we get to belly ride again
We will my friend, my stallion
If we get the chance to cum again
We will my friend, my stallion