The Man That I Am with My Man

The man that I am with my man his warm coals heat toes A shower cleans the surface and holes Water, soap and hands I sit while he stands over me I can hardly see that he is peeing on my shoulders and knees a warm, wet, yellow breeze He towels my head until dry And leads me to his bed opened wide For my penis, nose, fingers and feet Body worn and set for sleep Taking out my hand he lifts me up and we both stand We could be in the army or the klan 'cause when we're brothers in blood then we are brothers in band Solid is the rock of my man Solid is the rock of my man Solid is the rock of my man The man that i am with my man Tamed but feeling no blame Taking my red wishes in hand Until my eyes have closed The man that i am with my man Pulled, poked and probed His tongue licks my armpits and chest Warm, red, salt and wet Making a cut with a knife on my hand Then he uses his tongue, licks, swallows and grins On my knees I do the same to my man Blood juices loosen me up, in me I feel man in man Taking out his hand he lifts me up and pets my head We could be in the army or the klan 'cause when we're brothers in blood then we are brothers in band Solid is the rock of my man Solid is the rock of my man Solid is the rock of my man The men, they are men with their men Raised in an army camp They spit on my tarnished hands and pull at my underpants I'll be the man who I am with my man Dressed in borrowed clothes He softens my deep blues with his thighs The fear of ocean underside Taking out their hands they lift me up and we all stand We may be in the army or the klan 'cause when we're brothers in blood then we are brothers in band Taking out his hand he lifts me up and we both stand We could be in the army or the klan 'cause when we're brothers in blood then we are brothers in band --- The Man That I Am With My Man - The Hidden Cameras