erotica & leeches

Untry do it to yourself   , suction of blood is not that very welcome.

What? That's crazy.  It could work.  Here's my poem.

I first heard about it at a conference
held in a far away land

it had to do with medicine
where leaches are at hand

they’re used to suck out poison
infection and the like

they heal with a drawing suction
mostly painless depending on the type

someone mentioned masturbation
i couldn’t help but laugh

the woman doctor there just smiled
said it’s quite the craft

the liquor flowed amid the beer
conversation got loud and rowdy

I went home to the states
thinking it was crazy

a country shop sold supplies and bait
a fishing trip at the ready

they also sold black leaches
oh heart please be steady

I bought a few and took them home
I’d try them out on Lisa

eagle spread and blindfolded
I’d surprise her to please her

placed them as they said I should
and watched as they sucked

Lisa squirmed and pulled and twisted
asking what I’d done

I sat there silently watching
it was so much fun

she stiffened and began to shake
the joy had begun

orgasms kept shooting through her
one hundred if there was one

she jerked and begged and  pleaded
I can’t take it anymore

laughing I cleaned her up and untied her
she looked much like before

that was incredible she said
what did you use to play

sheepishly I told her
she hasn’t spoken to me in days

Hahahaha isenf that rite up there with having a dog lick peanut butter off your nuts and stuffing jerbals up your ass?????

blonde

she invades the crevices of hope
molded from the time i first suckled
my mother's breast

Freud would say.

but somehow i need her even more.

sweltering walls entomb me.
my marrow gnawed dry by war dogs
who use my manhood as a chew toy.

im a stray in my own village.

my wife
mother
sisters
merely bitches meant for breeding
by boys with guns.

the puppies have steal teeth.

so i lie on my cot
stained with the residue of the promises
of beauty by the Norwegian with her golden locks.

Rapunzel wore a wig
as most whores do.

she made he hard with her whispers
and her smile
that stroked my flacid dignity.

but now the ticks and leeches
get to feast first
on what should have been my first son.

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Writer's note: Based on the attached ... http://www.economist.com/news/books-and-arts/21702158-hope-horror?zid=309&ah=80dcf288b8561b012f603b9fd9577f0e  

That was a nice jocular poem . I enjoyed it .

Worms

Apply the leeches to the site
yours to choose down below
one for his and one for hers
tarry not for your delight
live and squirming, plump and fresh
sensitivity is prerequisite
to accomplish the task at hand
surrogates are pain’s harsh bliss
look away when they squirm
unnatural would be most kind
the conclusions by normal men
when parasites are applied
to private regions in the cause
of pleasure found in nether realms
as blood is taken in fair exchange
orgasm found in sucking mouths
for a death so small in life’s design
yet still the goal will be had
when climax is achieved with the worms.

Lol....wonderful my darling