REST STOP ROBIN by Dennis Doph

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Rough Robin, whose frame did not lean to fat
Came out of the town of Medicine Hat
No naked pigboy could be hotter or perter
In the whole Canadian Province of Alberta
Since he loved to stroke and creatively paw
He motored to a rest stop outside of Moose Jaw
Stripped down to his Gold Toe socks, and then
Opened up his boy ass to 27 men!

Throbbin' Robin, no end as yet
To his lustful tales in his Frenched Corvette
Since his moves were terrific and terribly tactile
He lubed himself up with Parisian Decontractyl
And at Portage la Prairie outside of Winnipeg
For sex, Throbbin' Robin did not have to beg.

Moved on to Ontario out of Manitoba
Having taken on every available top prober.
Parked his Vette at a rest stop south of Parry Sound
Burnin' those Ontario tops down to the ground.
Crossed the US border at Buffalo
36 more notches on his gun to show
Then his action at Gowanda left the studs in stitches
Having dropped his inhibitions ... along with his breeches

Bore South on Highway 219
Wearin' a baseball cap and Gold Toe socks ... nothing in between
Showed his fat cock to a fry cook at DuBois PA
Set himself up for a very special lay
For with fur fore and aft and anal embrossage
The frycook packed Robin with turkey sausage!

Stopping at Morgantown for his special needs
Rob flushed nine West Virginny studs out of the weeds
Stripped 'em down, blew 'em, rimmed their butts
Turned 'em all into bttmfuckin' Redneck sluts
Revved his smart Vette out over the hill
Took on every topstud at Charlestonville.

Entering Virginia with its Crees and Cherokees
Rob brought every cocksucker down on his knees
While every sexstud on Highway 77 was grabbin'
Hit a popular rest stop at Poplar Cabin.
Took half a tube of Decontractyl up his anal orifice
And invited the Cabin Men to share some piss.

Rob turned himself into a North Carolina harlot
Rest-stopping at Cornelius north of Charlotte.
A fur covered gentleman with energy to burn
Fisted Rob right down to a fistpuppet turn.
Leaving North Carolina for a more Southerly thrill
Rob took on seven Rednecks at lazy Rock Hill
Chugged on down '77 full of Lubriderm
And seven different kinds of Redneck sperm!

At Columbia, Rob switched to Highway 26
Finding scores of new ways to get some kicks.
Switched to '95 with considerable shock
Found a Walterboro boy with an 11 inch cock.
Kept trollin' 95 into the State of Georgia
Knowin' he would soon find another boss engorger.

Rob knew he would soon find some top men to plant a
sexy boy like him in Downtown Atlanta.
He went to the Eagle on Ponce de Leon
And in the back room, Rob just went on down!
With his craw full of sperm from these Georgia studs
Rob downed five or six ice cold Buds
Revved up his Vette with his butt even torrider
Took his red hot act right down into Florida!

Met up with Wagenblatz and his hairy hung best
At that sling-studded sperm bank known as Key West.
Those topstuds coaxed Robin to assume all of his positions
As they abandoned their morals and their inhibitions.
75 hot fucks later, Rob regained his composure
took on a fat Cuban fuckstick for some kind of closure
Put Pennzoil in his Vette, and, after all that,
Took his act right back to Medicine Hat!

Ah, Throbbin' Robin! To my actual ken,
The uncrowned King of the Rest Stop Men.
And, unless I have failed to make my feelings clear,
I must insist: Robin, the Butt stops Here.