Porn Obsession

Stan had a secret,

Some would call it a sin.

He liked seeing women,

Wearing only their skin.

It started long ago,

He was looking for a toy.

When he found some magazines,

The title – Playboy

Then he started a collection

A drive to possess,

All things that were porn,

He’d begun to obsess.

He found that big breasts,

Were the most compellin’,

He began to be drawn

To things shaped like a melon.

Then came the internet,

And all hope was lost.

He joined every porn site,

Regardless of cost.

This new form of media,

Brought him things that were new.

Leather beauties having sex

With thing that went moo.

There were men on more men

And Asian cartoons

And sluts from the streets

Blowing hairy baboons.

There were sex toys and videos

And things for your butt

And homemade erotica

Like two girls and a cup

Stan loved every bit

Since the young age of eight

When he found his dad’s stash

And learned to masturbate

Now he’s grown old

His sex drive is o nil

Though still playing with his erection

Thanks to a little blue pill