"I think that I shall never pre', the sounding rod is blocking me."

Some say the world will end in ballbusting,
Others in the slow burn of denied release.
From what I’ve tasted of desire’s thrusting,
I hold with those who favor endless tease.
But if a dragon's balls had to explode twice
I think I know enough of dragon chicks
To say that for destruction, kicks
Are also great
And flatten spheres into discs.

Feel like I should be snapping my fingers in the back of a dimly-lit club. XD

The appropriate response in red dragon poetry clubs is "quietly, but firmly and repeatedly, flicking the nearest available testicle with one of your claws" :P

I'm an elemental shark, I have much to learn about your culture. :E ~

Hmm, I might also be able to come up with a poem sometime. Just need to make it work...

Ball-scrambling poetry (and/or blue-balling poetry) is the best! Extremely silly, but also extremely smutty. And it's fun to make over-the-top testicular trauma somehow fit into a rhyming scheme XD I'd be curious to see whatever you come up with!

Okay, wish me luck:

One warm afternoon, her ankle it flew
To a groin with gratuitous intent.

Upon the sac with impact, one heard a crack
As the testes were misshapen and wrecked.

Although his balls they were blue, and he shrieked like a shrew
All maidens each clapped with respect.

Yet the abuse it was true, his secrets they knew
Since pre' squirted from that cock like a jet.

He was caught being kinky, his dick always leaking
Erection that throbbed with their breath.

Being held by his horns, while those breasts were adorned
Clad nothing but beads of her sweat.

She respected her lover, and would not have another
His bruised balls were a promise of that.

And as the audience watched, she gripped his cock
Just leaving him pleading to rest.

Apologies for the slow reply -- but lolllll, this is incredible! Some lovely rhythm to it, and some vivid imagery for sure 💥 Here's another silly ballbusting poem in return:

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Upon his lap, her ass is fat and warm.
She settles, letting weight descend with grace.
His twitching cock is raging like a storm,
And pumping precum all over the place.

Below, his poor blue balls, a swollen prize,
Begin to flatten 'neath her ample rump,
Like plums about to burst, a hefty size,
Just threatening to pop from one more WHUMP!

A molten river strains within his core,
Months of denial, building to a peak.
His throbbing shaft is desperate, pleading "more!"
While underneath, his testicles grow weak.

Oh, let him strain and throb against her butt,
While he and she both pray to "bust a nut" 🌋💥

It's kind of embarrassing the poem I used. xD;

Also, if you have a Steam or Discord, give me a poke!

Lol, apologies for the hella slow reply -- I'm "kiwibb" on Discord, if you want to say hi at some point!

I see you are in a creative mood.

I really should catch up with your stories, too!

Ball ache has been the muse of many a red dragon! Few things "inspire" a guy like a full-force knee from a thick-thighed cutie, you know?

And yes please, I hope you enjoy 'em! Always nice to hear your thoughts. Who knows, maybe you'll find yourself inspired too :P