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That I might have a screw loose
Why would any guy partake in this
Very odd kind of abuse?
Well, maybe I wanted to experiment
Maybe I wanted to find out
My tolerance of pain
Or hear how loud I can shout.
Yes, its stupid
Especially in a poem as this
Where I could be drunk
And hitting my sack might be bliss.
Who knows how hard a fist can hit
An open palm might sting as well
My balls turned different shades
Violet, red and liberty bell.
I might have killed my sperm
A murderer like a cult gone wrong
There is also damage to my member
Which is now tic tac long.
These lines make less and less sense
As I type the my words
Just as strange a tale
As Alfred Hitchcock's Birds.
I remember the wings flapping
The beaks pecking as people ran
Now my penis is all pecked out
The wings have the imprint of my hand
Here now I sit in throbbing pain
Regretting my kamikazi attack
I will remember this next time
I have an urge to crunch my sack
Okay I am done, time to wrap it up
And I am not talking about this
I am referring to my nuts
I need bandages now before I piss.
Absolutely impure hilarity; the level keeps rising througout with an ending that makes me question the other brain's functioning.
Absolutely impure hilarity; the level keeps rising througout with an ending that makes me question the other brain's functioning.
Yet another take on ~ a part that if you're lucky gets used with great frequency.
okay, this was funny, but why in the world would you hurt something that can give you so much pleasure?
how to interpret this
Quite funny to read, but with a seriousness to it
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