This is a poem I wrote a while ago in iambic pentameter. Ive finally worked up the nerve to share it. Hope you enjoy :)
Sally how my buttons strain to pop
My erection throbbing to be free
Feeling at the cloth around my cock
Tentatively hoping for some breeze
Desperately fumbling to reveal
Tense demanding touching at my tip
Hand to finally close a blessed feel
Sweet sensation biting at my lip
I’ve no clothing now but exposed skin
Furiously pumping at my shaft
Given over all I am to sin
Pleasure is my treasure and my craft
Shaking now my hormones guide my way
Moans escaping groans around my fist
Sweet ejaculation comes to play
All succeeding seconds lost to bliss
Cannonlike I grumble. Firelike I mumble
Constant spurting joy within my hand
Powerless I stumble, vulnerable i fumble
Grip is slipping slick and feeling grand
Exhausted now I lay upon the bed
Cock diminished swelling back to small
Happy ringing ears and reeling head
Blissful slumber and no thoughts at all
At least till next time
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/b1tg1o/the_grand_wank