# Ballbusting poetry Author: poiupoiu Tags: Cock And Balls Torture, Harsh, M/F, Poetry, ballbusting Sometimes I want to write about ballbusting but working on an actual story feels too intimidating. Thus: a collection of short ridiculous BB poems! Feel free to chime in with your own creations in the comments :P ---------------------------------------------   **Limericks** There once was a quiet young shrew who pissed off a fem kangaroo. His timid _piano_ turned into soprano and his testicles turned into goo. "It just can't be sung," said the goat. "No male can hit such a high note!" So his singing instructor (he'd previously fucked her) then kicked his balls into his throat. He grabbed the barista. "Hey you! This coffee is worse than dog doo!" She said, when he shook her, "That's not polite, sugar," and left him with one lump, not two. She started with a nasty Crunch and followed up with Dizzy Punch. By the time Mew was done, she'd turned two spuds to none, and poor Nidoking lost his lunch. **Haiku** "Just relax," she said, as he squealed and bucked his hips. "You only _need_ one." Super Effective! Luxray's knee meets heavy orbs. Blastoise has fainted! "Applebuck season" did not end with harvest time, Big Mac quickly learned. "In total?" she said. Kayla frowned and thought a bit. "I don't know...fifteen?"   _Sigh._ He spread his legs. "...Happy anniversary." Lia gasped...and grinned. His poor scaly nuts. Two plump orbs speared on her claws like a shish-kebab. But it could be worse. At least he wasn't blue-balled. Or a eunuch (yet). And dear god, that _tongue_: wrapped around his throbbing shaft, making his toes curl... His gonads trembled; his cock twitched in ecstasy. Which would explode first? P'oiu bellowed as the dragoness squeezed the sperm straight out of his balls. Her claws 'round his sac, tits splattered with dragon spunk. One hell of a night. Normally he'd love female paws around his junk, but this was different. "Oof." His eyes watered. "Um...professor? C-could you please- oogh!" His gut lurched. "_Ah!_" Lucario squeaked as the Nidoqueen teacher tightened her grip more. _Squishy little things,_ Joule thought to herself as she stomped down on his nut. Stomp. Stomp. Kick. Squeeze. Stomp. The Charmeleon had lost count after twenty-five. "I think that's enough," Kara said, but Por pouted. "What about my turn?" Leon wondered if his balls would still work at all, or would just shoot blanks.   **Old poem** (This is about the red dragon mating ceremony, which is discussed in more detail in the second half of Dragon Slaying. Here's the original description I posted with it a while back:) _This is a children's rhyme sung by the dragons in the northern reaches, who live in a matriarchal society in which males are subservient to females. Both sexes spend most of their time in the nude, and as a result sexuality is in no way taboo in northern dragon culture. The male gonads, in particular, are seen more as playthings than anything else: females are taught from a young age to kick, punch, slap, and otherwise abuse the testicles of males for their own amusement and pleasure._ _The rhyme below is about ballbusting in general, but it's also more specifically about mating. During the northern dragon mating ceremony, one of the male's testicles is popped, to show his dedication to the female and to prove that he has not been mated before (if he had, he'd only have one nut left). This is often a long, drawn-out process, with the female abusing her male's balls over several days until she finally takes mercy and destroys one, consummating the mateship. If the male is ever unfaithful, the female is entitled to crush his remaining nut as she pleases and thus leave him a eunuch, unable to mate again._ Dragon gonads, make him squeal! Stomp 'em flat beneath your heel! Watch him quivering in pain As he tries so hard in vain To save those precious dragon eggs That hang defenseless 'twixt his legs. Crush those fragile orbs once more and listen to his frantic roar! His dragonhood is black and blue, so pop a nut! He wants you to.  Squeeze those orbs between your claws, or chew them: use those mighty jaws and show him what those teeth are for! Drop that dragon to the floor! Bash his aching balls around until he crumples to the ground, then swat those orbs a solid smack, or slam a kick into his sack. Just crush those unprotected jewels and listen how that dragon mewls. Smash a gonad into paste! But pop 'em both? No, that's a waste. It's better still to leave him one, so he'll remember all the fun that you had bashing up his nut: the ache deep in his scaly gut as his ball cracked beneath your blows and finally burst between your toes. His gonad flattened with a 'splat': I promise he'll remember that! And that way he'll still have one orb: one swollen sphere left to absorb a female's slaps and stomps and knees, her brutal kick and vicious squeeze. He still can help a dragoness relieve some of her pent-up stress by offering his tender egg for her to squish and make him beg. Even with one nut, just one kick can make the strongest dragon sick. But if he ever goes astray and gets horny while you're away and blows a load on some girl's tits he can say goodbye to his bits. Just grab his ball and do your worst until you feel that gonad burst! Bite and swallow in one gulp, or grind his nut into a pulp. Let him know his dragonhood has finally been destroyed for good.  Every male dragon has his junk: those dragonmakers full of spunk that dangle so defenselessly, just waiting for a female's knee. So slam your foot into his stones and listen to his tortured moans. A male's proper place, you see is curled double in agony, so watch now as that dragon falls, your toeclaws buried in his balls. Source: https://sofurry.com/s/dmWpZ8vn