Goldilocks and the Bears

Goldilocks went to the village
He was new to this!
Goldilocks had plenty of gold
Goldilocks was cute,
So he was told!
Impressionable
Morally questionable
Socially reprehensible
Goldilocks yearned to break the mould
The life his parents had told
Was the only good way to live
Resent,
Repent,
Forgive!
So following the star
Of his own making
He discovered a place
A Bar
Far from the scent of labour club cigar
Scented men he despised.
Goldilocks opened his eyes
And finally saw through the lies.

Goldilocks met a bear
A handsome rugged man
With body hair and a melting stare.
And an air about him of strength
Of a real man
Not like his father.
But the bear had a smell
A musk,
Not masked
By shower gel or rhino tusk
Goldilocks stared
Entranced
His senses enhanced
His emotions danced
And the bear returned the gaze
But through the haze
Of this smokey place
The bear looked right through him
To another bear

Goldilocks looked to the other bear.
Drinking hops and barley malt
And sloughed in a chair.
Open vest,
Bare chest.
He sensed the electricity of their stare
Powerful
Knowing
Wanting
(Rutting, grunting, plowing, sowing)
Goldilocks yearned to feel this state
And inside he saw his fate
This feeling would grow
And it felt so right
This night,
The beginning of his own fairytale.
Goldilocks scanned the room
And soon, he saw his prize.
The meeting of their eyes.
The look left nothing disguised.

Goldilocks saw the cub
Stocky, handsome, stubbly
And inside he felt a maelstrom
A torrent of passion
Stirring in his groin
Movement in his loins
(Groaning, panting, tasting, groping)
The taste in his mouth changed
The temperature in his face raised
The cub looked back
His look unfazed
Goldilocks was appraised
Weighed up and down
(Up and down, Up and down)
And goldilocks knew
This place
This face
This was what he wanted
It was just right.