Joyful erotic exploration of erectile differences
I publish this poem to celebrate John’s attitude of joyful experimentation and playfulness, as well as unashamed erotic energy as he and his partner explore his new and differently-able body. This positive energy can be devastatingly absent from life with erectile differences. His sense of fun invites us to enliven conversations about our situations as well as leading to new discoveries.
Big thanks to the author for allowing me to publish his love poem. Before you read, be aware it is quite explicit.
I lie here on the couch expectantly
By John C
I lie here on the couch expectantly
Waiting for your hand on the door’s knob to turn
opening up the door into our boudoir
Were I a dog I’d sense you first
raising my head, ears back in anticipation
Tail whap whap whapping
eager for your touch
Should my cock be so lucky
as to be loved like a dog
Indulged
Admired
Who’s a good boy?
Home from work
Pouring yourself a glass of wine
Slipping into your satin robe
you sit down next to me
I roll over onto my back
And you rub my rib cage
Working your way south to my belly
scritch scritch scritching
finding my magic spot.
Yes please, I ARF!
Lower, LOWER, YES!
whap whap whap
Cup my happy relaxed cock in your hand
Gently squeeze and press into groin my sex organ
Readjust and cradle, feel the weight of my balls
Take hold in your palm
what once would start to by now
begin to firm and squeeze again
my lovely penis
I delight in watching your delicate fingers touch me softly
Your eyes admiring me, your lover
Every bit as much attractive
As before a necessary surgery
Took away my erectile ability
You let your robe fall open
and I graze my knuckle
against the nub of your nipple
hardening
Bend closer and kiss me
For
Ten
Long
Seconds…
As a sex counselor once advised
My nipples too have hardened
and I am pleased with the soft involuntary throbs
Though not outwardly visible
My penis responds
In anticipation of your mouth
These are the nerve impulses
i can remember as a child
a horny teenager
with you the first time you
unbuttoned your blouse
Suck me up entirely
I am no longer what I once was
so you can now take me into your mouth completely
without fear of gagging
or touching me with your teeth
What was lost
is now something gained
We have all evening to play
For me to show you what I keep discovering, new ways
for my eager to be pleased
genitalia beg to be played with
Lick me, squeeze me
Take your first and second fingers and put my cock head between them
yes, just like that
Squeeze the still knobby end enough to not lose your grip
Now tug
Yes, you can pull harder
again
yes again
as much as your coconut oiled hands allow
you to grip
Slap, slap
pat, pat
flop flop
this very happy cock from side to side
My body responds
with quickened breath
and with a hunger in my kiss
I pull at your lower lip
gently with my teeth
just like I want you to suck and pull at my foreskin
Here, let me show you
in a motion familiar to a boy’s early childhood
Pull the foreskin up and over the head
I have found I can push
the root cord of my cock
all the way up inside me
till just wrinkled skin
labia if you will
covers the glans of my
newly dubbed “man-clit”
Let me go retrieve that clit sucking vibrator
In the satin pouch, along with more lubricant,
and other toys
and bring them back for us to play
I want us to fuck
By any means we can come up with
absent the glorious erections
we for so long enjoyed
I loved fucking you till
rivulets of your wet ejaculate
ran around
my balls and down
along the crack of
my muscular ass that so loved
rising up to meet your
legs straddling me
breasts swaying
or as you preferred
squeezed just right
until you were spent.
Just as it was before the surgery
intercourse has for years,
no longer been the only way
we got each other off.
Admittedly, it is more difficult now
for me to come.
But where there’s a willy
there’s a way
Now happily satisfied, you keep me company
lie alongside me
turned on by
my now increasingly
frenetic
stroking
I strain to keep climbing
higher before sweet release
Memories of semen
arcing up
and onto my belly
or onto yours, when I stood
up on my knees before
your spread pussy
Fingering yourself slowly
pulled wide your labia
and then sealing them back together
your dirty talk
as you know
making me hungrier
Help me now
You still turn me on
But yes I need more visual stimulation
and I have our favorite erotica cued
Yes, oh yes
look at those
Breasts
Asses
Cocks and
Lovely pussies being licked
and sucked
Will you suck my new “clit?”
I hope you find it a delight to discover
how it emerges
thickened
Yes, pull out the vibrator
and run it along my shaft,
all the way along its length
including that base inside me
at the perineum.
Lets try another speed
at the frenulum
yes, that’s good,
keep pressing
harder, ergh…
Harder, uhnnh
HARDER!
Yes please, play with my ass
my “boy pussy” wants you to tease me there too.
Fuck me with your finger
Fingers.
How do you want me to finger your hole
Your holes?
Look, we can now fuck each other
In and out does not depend
on just that one appendage
Rub yourself as I rub my
fuck bits too
Maybe we can scissor?
Press pussy to penis
and grind without
worrying about bending anything
Geezus, I am turned on
there’s an ache in my groin
a hunger, an urge
a desire to be brought off
My hand is going to work best
but i love yours on my wrist
and yes, dangle your gorgeous tits over me
brush them against my inner thighs
as I raise my hips
GRROOWWWLLLLING
I’m SOOO close
Panting, then hold breath
exhale then inhale again
hold and slow the blur of hand gripping
tugging, rubbing, squeezing
my very much this is still my glorious cock
my pleasure organ,
It still
can
COME!
Legs quivering
sweat dripping
loin heaving
ORGASM!!!
\yes, oh yes
paroxysms of
Joycian exultation
My dick still loves to play
Copyright 2024 by John C
First performed on the occasion of Soft Cock Appreciation Erotic Open Mic November 16 2024
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This poem was written upon the occasion of Soft Cock (Appreciation) Week 2024- led by Erica Leroye, Chief Erotic Officer, with Mish they gave us the prompt to write a piece of erotica about having a soft cock. Assignment taken! It was first performed live on Zoom, to much acclaim- “a first of its kind evening” proclaimed the host. I read it aloud in a back room while visiting a family member and had to bow out for dinner after the first hour. Writing it, and now sharing it (gulp), makes me proud.
This line got the most laughs:
“where there’s a willy, there’s a way”