Not sure if this kind of thing already exists, but I wanted to share a poem I made for the festive season, and encourage others to show off their poems, too!
A visit from Saint Dick
Settle down, children, it's time for a story;
Though parents be warned: it gets kind of horny.
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the hut
The people were breeding, like rabbits in rut
The condoms were put on the cocks with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
And the owners all in leather, and I in my chains,
Had just settled in, to fuck out my brains,
When out on the lawn there arose such a moaning,
I thought 'someone's getting a good boning'.
When what to our wondering ears did sound,
But a booming knock, out on the grounds,
With a hearty laughter, accompanied by the stroking of dick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
He knocked open the door, and I gasped at what I saw,
Was not just Saint Nick, but also eight more!
Nine hot studs in the door, I almost came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
Top the slut! Go make her scream!
Give her a good fucking and make her cream!"
And his helpers obliged with glee,
All rock hard and surrounding little old me.
A fondling and teasing with pleasure begun,
Those studs surely knew how to have fun!
And in the corner stood Saint Nick,
Whipping out his 'gift sack' and merry old dick.
A bundle he flung from his back in joy,
Opened it up and pulled out a toy.
Where one was at first, more would soon follow,
At the sight of them, I felt quite hollow.
I moaned, and whimpered, red in the face,
Ready for the guests to put me in place.
And the old christmas elf, happy to oblige,
Shoved one of the toys right inside.
A bullet vibe, to each nipple did follow,
and a penis gag, for me to swallow.
As I lied there, stuffed to the brim,
Saint Nick turned to his helpers with a grin.
A single nod, they all started working,
Rubbing, and teasing, and jerking.
So often they made me cum just then,
I don't exactly know how much (I lost count after ten).
But with a final grunt, one last 'ho ho ho'
They painted me white, just like the snow.
My brain was fried, my eyes all crossed.
They opened the door and stepped out in the frost.
And Nick zipped up his pants and said with a cheer:
"A merry white Christmas, I'll cum again next year!"