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BallOdes

by Jimbo Gymtoy

Copyright© 2004 by Jimbo Gymtoy

Erotica Sex Story: BallOdes is a series of unrelated erotic poems, mainly about the male genitalia and the sexual satisfaction derived from the blatant exhibition of same. The title is a play on the words "ballads" and "odes", combining both as "BallOdes", or ballads to balls. These poems are dedicated to those who have them and those who love them: Long may they swing!

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Ma/Ma   Teenagers   Romantic   Gay   Heterosexual   Fiction   Humor   Masturbation   Exhibitionism   Voyeurism   Size   School   .

Two below and
One to blow above.

(For Bill,
Three November,
Nine-ty.)

When its
Two below,
The two below
Ain't hangin' low,
My love.

Then its
Time to blow
The staff
That stiffly grows
Above.

Till the two
Below
Boil and overflow, to
Overheat
The meatus
Lips
of
his thermometer:
And drool
Hot lava.

Till the two
Below
Feel their bag burn so!
Overheated
Pre-fetuses
Drip
From
His percolator:
And pool
Hot java.


For Artie:
An old Columbian Folksong

Everybody now!
El deeque,
El preeque.
El stroking steeque-
Las bollas hang down low!

Everybody now!

El cocque
Of rock,
You pack a jock,
Smash bollas mas fuerte, ay no!

Everybody now!

Al's dick,
Al's prick,
Al's stroking stick
And balls abounce below!

Everybody now!

Al's rock-
Like cock
Sure packs his jock!
(Los chicos spy: oh ho!)

Day seeng:
Everybody now!


Definition:

Balls Nuts:

The psychological state
of being obsessed
with balls.

As in:

"See that man?
That's Jacob.
He runs a little truck farm
Here in the country.
Looka his pants!
Looka how tight!
So tight it's gotta hurt!
Looka that man!
He lives just for his testicles!
Why...
Why...
I'd say:
'He's balls nuts!'"

from
Chapter 16
Wanda Bell's
"A Belle's Balls Mania"
1978
University of Ball State Press.
Made in USA.
Laid in USA:
Two eggs
Between legs
of a man
Who's
Balls nuts!


Behold me!
(A Shaved Dick's Decree)

Behold me!
Hairless,
I stand before ye!
Free I hang,
Floppy free:
No leaf-like hairs
To hide my tree!
Bare-trunked
De-bunked
of foliage:
Cum, lustful stares!
I'm here on view
For you and you
And Coleridge.
No bush to hide
Or hold me!
Hairless,
I stand before ye!


Ode To An AMG Model

Oh black man
With pearl white
albino dickhead,
ebony shaft
black velvet sac
and testicles of polished onyx:

Your precious black sapphires
Swing
In a coffee silk sac

Hairless
They hang
defenseless and
huge
innocent and
arrogant:
Tantalizingly arrogant!

Oh black man
With pearl white
albino dickhead:
Your balls so big
Hang
so low in your satin sac

Costly gems in
Opulent fabrics
With smooth soft feel
catch light and gleam
beneath
the albino dickhead.


A Bluegrass Ballad

Oh Ah'm bareassed
In th' bluegrass
With my buddy
By my side.

Yep,
Walkin' bareassed
In th' bluegrass,
Hangin' low 'n
Swingin' wide.

Jes
Sittin' bareassed
In th' bluegrass
Or 'pon stallions
We're astride...

T' Bounce bareassed
In th' bluegrass:
All eight balls
Take quite a ride!

Jes
Prancin' bareassed
In th' bluegrass
Nothin' left fer
Us t' hide!

'Cause
When yer bareassed
In the bluegrass
There ain't nothin'
left t' hi-ide!


Taenia for taenia ("For" Book Worm)

You see:
Book Worm wrote Newsweek
Re an essay on Gay,
The word,
Written
By a man named Zorn.
Book Worm wrote Newsweek
Re this essay by Thorn,
The name's
Wit's end
To the "manner" born.

I says:
Lost your message
to call waiting.
Thanks for liking
my form of faith.
Faith's an island
says Paul Simon.
As to good taste
in my friends:
Why've so many
had the bad taste
to die young?
Must one's good taste
be badly treated?
Did your letter
make the stands?
I Still wish you'd
sent that ps:
since it itself's
a play on words
with a purpose
like the piece's.
Did I say Piece?
Is THAT a pun TOO?
Well, just like nuts:
can't get enough!
Did I say nuts?
An apt description
for what hang
below your Thorn.

Your Thorn:
both Simile
and Metaphor.


Bounce!

bounce your balls,
boys,
as you pound your pud.
beat your meat,
boys,
like they beat their feet
boys,
on the missis
sippi
mud.


Boxboys' Basketballs

When a teen
in tight jeans
is seen
the bulge
of the basket
suggesting
mashedballs
smashedballs:
there's
ballsgluedtogether
there
despite loose denim
tented.
When a boxboy's
big-balled basket's
scented:
Be aware!
Scan
up an'
pan his face!
Scan
down an'
watch his walk!
Does it suggest
mashedballs
smashedballs
bulging
pouching
worn 'n torn
denims
tortured?
How loose
They'd
swing
if that teen
'sballs'd
wing
and
fine'lly
get free
set free
like basketballs
unboxed,
see,
an'
bababa
bouncin'! bababa bouncin'!


A guy
walked by
butch as anything:
baseball cap
football jersey
running shoes
and black mesh
lycra shorts:
basically transparent,
flashing
white posing-strapped
parts.


Happy Holidaze!

(Please sing along,
tune of "The Christmas Song")

Chet's nuts roasting
by an open fire,
Jack and Tom
nipping at their toes.
Great big dicks
with their slits
leaking piss
won't find it
Hard To Cum
tonight.

Chet knows that
Jack's Juice
is on its way,
He'll shoot off
loads and loads of semen
in a spray!
And even Tom and Chet
are gonna leak
to watch
as Jack's dick
shoots and pumps
at its peak!

On fire,
they cut loose
and each drippy dick
shoots loads of snow
beside the tree!
And then,
tired and spent,
each gent shouts out with glee,
"Merry Christmas to me!


Cum On Baby!

cum on, baby, cum an' suck my dick!
cum on, baby, make it good 'n thick!
cum on, baby, cum an' lick my nuts!
cum on, baby, make me spill my guts!


rock around my cock,
all night,
pretty baby,
rock around my rocks
tonight!


cum on, baby, cum an' drink my piss!
cum on, baby, chug down all a this!
cum on, baby, cum an' eat my cock!
cum on, baby, chow down 'round the clock!


rock around my rocks,
all night,
pretty baby,
rock around my cock
tonight!


Could I
Then
Lick your
Perineum
A minimum
Number of
Laps?

Would I
Then
Like your
Secreteum
And moan out, Cum
SumpPump your
Saps?

Should I
Then
Look for
An antonym\\\\\an antidote
To minimize
Those bumps on your
Thighs?


pack-pouched
I jacked off
cloth on skin
seeping thin
precum ooze

precum lines
laying lanes
for cum to choose:
jock-packed
I jacked off
skin on cloth
shooting cream
in streams:

o yes
I paid the dues
for my pleasin'
teasin' cruise.
o yes
I paid the dues
for that teasin'
pleasin' cruise.


Dear Dickhead!
or
A Letter to Kurt

Dear Dickhead!
Dripping Prickhead
Drooling Dickslit,
How are you?

My ballbag!
Sagging allbag
Drooping Nutsac,
Says it's fine.

So, Headrim!
Pouting pricklip,
Sloping Dickridge,
Bye for now!

Your gonads!
(Teasing Testes, )
(Pleasing Scrotus, )
Til next time!

S.W.A.K.*
Sealed With A Kockdrip


Dick Drips

I love
the Arrowpoint
on a Posing Strap
Where
the Dickhead
drips its Mansap:
a pulsing Rest,
a Beat;
and Bead
of Precum
fills that tight Gap.
I love
the telltale Stain
on a jockstrap
Where
the Cockmouth
drools its Mansap:
an oozing Spot,
a Drop
that drips
with Precum's
silky sweet Sap.


Embarrassed?

Embarrassed
I'm bareassed?
Balls naked
To the sun!
The wind
Kissing
Each nut:
One,
Then one
more!
As I walk
I swing
And bounce
My dick
Upon
My balls.
(I hear talk:
"It swings!"
"They bounce!"
As eyeballs
Peel
Them raw!.
Embarrassed?
I'm bareassed!
Balls
Naked:
This and
this one
More!


E'somla

Harod had a stepson,
E'somla,
seductive as Salome.

Harod thirsted for E'somla
and his gifts,
--his merits, his awards--
whose mutating contours
(always half seen)
obsessed him,
possessed him:

The swollen balls,
--at ripest plum youth--
dispensed rich nectar
lightly from the spigot
of his swelling dick
as he danced,
alone,
watched unaware.

Harod had a stepson,
E'somla,
seductive as Salome.
But devoted to John,
and whose dance
to ease his execution
merited
--and was awarded--
gifts then
other than a head.

Unspoken of,
unknown,
Harod's stepson,
E'somla,
seductive
as his sister,
Salome,
dances now
alone,
unwatched,
wary,
weary,
dead.


Genital Grabbing And Groping:

Plainly,
Just General
Stretching,
Sacs With Tugs.
Twisting,
Cocks With Grips.

Grabs at Balls/
Pulls at Dicks

Generally,
Just Plain
Genial
Tugging:
Genital Grabbing:
Grips and Gropes.

and Groping.


Gi Jack

I love how it feels
With my balls
On my heels
As I sit,
Dangling Nude,
In a squat.

I love to squat
When my ballbag's
Real Hot,
And it's draped
off the edge of
My cot.

I love what I've got
(And I love how it feels!)
Hanging heavy
And
Horny and hot!
(And a lot!)
Hanging horny
And
Heavy and hot!
And hot!
And hot!

And hot!


A Gropin'ode Oh!

Oh!
Ya leave yerself open
Ta gropin'
When ya walk
Bar'
N'a settin' em
Free!
Oh!
Ya'll find yerself hopin'
An' hopin'
Ya kin talk
Har'
N'a lettin' em
Be!
But har hands is
Ta greedy,
An har grip is
Ta kneady
Fer yer load
Ta stay put
Inside.
So ya bounce har
Some ballflops
An'ya drip out
Some dickdrops
A yer load
Shot from yer
Bes' side!
Oh!
Jes' leave yerself open
Ta gropin'
When ya walk
Bar'
N'a settin' em
Free!
(Yer balls!)
Oh!
N'y'encore yerself (crowin'
An' growin'):
N' yer stalk
Thar
Ai'a lettin' em
Be!
(Yer balls!)
Oh!


(Hard!)
a tango for four balls

(Hard!)

Dance on my prick,
You demented pervert!
Suck on my shaft
Till it's blue (hard)!

Careen off my balls,
You prickstruck retard!
Chew on my bag,
Scumbag, chew (hard)!

Lap up my cum,
You pathetic eunich!
Chow it all down
Till you're through!

(Hard!)


Haul Me!

I want
you to put
your beautifully manicured index finger
up my ass,
crook it, and haul me towards you
like a wreak on a towline
till my tight balls
press
their stimulated wrinkled skin
against
your painted and perfumed lips.


Heavy Hangs

Heavy hangs the cock
Between the legs
Drooling over two
Bulbous eggs
Set in a sac
All shaved bare:
A one-inch bush,
All that's left
Of the pubic hair
That sits above the cock
That rides the balls
Between the legs
Dangling over two
Bulbous eggs.

 
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