The blog of author Dennis Cooper

Month: August 2022 (Page 8 of 14)

“You left your house keys in my truck.”

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im_in_2U, 23
Arnhem

Do almost everything and I’m good at what I do just book me I will show youđŸ„”

Next dates are:

5.08.22 from 5 p.m
6.08.22 from 6:30 a.m. or from 1 p.m
07.08.22 from 6:30 a.m. or from 1 p.m
8.08.22 from 6:30 a.m. or from 1 p.m

If you’re hole obsessed we’ll get along

Guestbook of im_in_2U

jimbo54 – Aug 13, 2022
He’s perfistent

suckmyfkndick – Aug 11, 2022
Screw him right and you’ll go home fucked up.

awful – Aug 10, 2022
Horny white gay slut
The kinkiest and hungriest gay cunt ever
The hottest butt for Xl and xxl men
Take Manwood like a bitch should all day

thedevilindisguise – Aug 8, 2022
fuck him like a slut reach down feel that wet fag pussy spread and charge in no mercy and he squeaked like a tune.

TheOldDudeGreg – Aug 7, 2022
I’ve never seen a more fuckable set of holes in my life and I’ve seen quite a few.

NicholasT – Aug 5, 2022
Dated only women for 25 years seduced by this guy and just more and more I started to realize I’m gay.

Dick L – Cut
Ethnicity Caucasian
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Smooth
Smoker Socially
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages French, English
Position Bottom only
SM Soft
Dirty WS only
FF Passive
Safer Sex Never
Hourly Rate 60€
Overnight Rate On request

 

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breadwinner, 18
StykkishĂłlmur

just a gay boy who knows he wants to be paid more than the average Grindr person understands how

i was told this is wheee to look 😂

my name is guðmundur and i’m here to make you hard

if you are older between 50-85 you are in for a great ride 😉

if you’re in the mood for a mouthful of my saliva – help yourself

i am willing to move into a rich man’s house, i tell my parents that i will go for cultural exchange or study

Guestbook of breadwinner

jiangbing – July 29, 2022
Om

comebackbae – Jul 27, 2022
i really enjoyed shoving my 9″ cock down his throat and watching him thrash like a bitch while my buddy watched and waited for his turn.

Septimus001 – Jul 20, 2022
I don’t know if it’s an Icelandic thing but he has a great looking dick.

Dick L – Uncut
Ethnicity Caucasian
Body Type Athletic
Body Hair Little hair
Smoker Socially
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages Icelandic, English
Position More bottom
SM Soft
Dirty No
FF Passive
Safer Sex Let’s talk
Hourly Rate 150€
Overnight Rate 500€

 

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My_Expensive_Boy, 19
London

I have decided its time to give all you fags what you’ve been wanting.. my straight teenage son is curious about you.

He’s 19 and likes draining guys older than him of all their money alot. Take me for example.

Guestbook of Expensive_Boy

WSH11 – Aug 11, 2022
He’s a big fan of Halloween masks he likes to hide his face.

fadeup – Aug 9, 2022
He has a future serial killer vibe. In fact if he’s murdering people already, it wouldn’t shock me.

Ieatbigdick – Aug 9, 2022
The catch is he is asexual, he gets migraines and has bipolar.

Expensive_Boy (Owner) – Aug 7, 2022
All requests for normal intercourse will be ignored, realize he doesn’t want to fuck you slobs, especially if you’re waving around a lousy 50.

Dick Prefer not to say
Ethnicity Caucasian
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Smooth
Smoker Yes
Tattoos Yes
Piercings No
Languages English
Position Prefer not to say
SM Prefer not to say
Dirty Prefer not to say
FF No
Safer Sex Prefer not to say
Hourly Rate 300ÂŁ
Overnight Rate 1500ÂŁ

 

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18nextweek, 18
Manchester

I am a young artist and like to do everything in the rules of art. I like encounters of all kinds whether for a brief moment or an agonisingly slow moment but only if the art is there. I haven’t done you know what in a long time.

Guestbook of 18nextweek

Biker250 – Jul 31, 2022
Are you goosebump with gas tank and the sound? I’m looking for boy who loves to hump and to cum on the gas tank, horny with the roaring sound’s bike.

jordanmorguen – Jul 29, 2022
I like you to play dead. You are a corpse at a morgue or funeral home. You’ve been dead maybe a day. You’re cold and pale. Possibly still in rigor mortis even. I’m in my early 50s, live in Manchester. Willing to discuss?

Maksi – Jul 29, 2022
You have a wonderful profile, I would like to get to know you better and get to know each other. I haven’t really figured out this site yet, I would like to chat with you, leave me your email, I would love to chat with you there! I would share my photos, as well as tell about myself and my life. There we could get to know each other better and get to know each other better.

Dick L – Uncut
Ethnicity Caucasian
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Shaved
Smoker Yes
Tattoos No
Piercings Yes
Languages English
Position Versatile
SM Yes
Dirty Yes
FF Active/Passive
Safer Sex Never
Hourly Rate 150ÂŁ
Overnight Rate On request

 

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ABBA-Fan, 18
Paris

Send me 5€ if you want to see my ass
https://www.paypal.me/saonhnsi?locale.x=fr_FR

Guestbook of ABBA-Fan

ABBA-Fan (Owner) – Aug 2, 2022
I have a great passion for music. I’ve been taking singing and acting lessons for almost five years.

In addition to this great passion, I like to drive my blue Mercedes â™żïžđŸ˜‰ I like karaoke nights because they are fun and funny.

In summer I like to travel to the Baltic Sea. When it’s evening and the sun is slowly setting, I love to stand on the pier and look across the wide sea at the red sky. 🌅

Dick S – Uncut
Ethnicity Mixed
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Smooth
Smoker Yes
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages French, English
Position Prefer not to say
SM No
Dirty No
FF No
Safer Sex Always
Hourly Rate 50€
Overnight Rate On request

 

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thatnotquietguy, 21
Altenburg

something keeps holding me back. I don’t know how to move forward. every time I meet someone I get nervous and defensive. nervous I’m trying to delete my profile which cost me quite a bit of money. but in the end I keep coming back with this overwhelming urge. I want to be a prostitute all my heart. it feels so strong. you probably think I’m a little strange. feels good to know somebody else does too.

Guestbook of thatnotquietguy

AllSpark – Aug 3, 2022
He’s actually a bright, interesting boy but so cute I defaulted to a mind set of “you’re my toy and I’m going to find the noisy parts.”

Dersexyboy – Jul 26, 2022
His holes are excellent but there is always room for improvement. He needs to constantly be criticised for his sub par service and then improved up to expectations. Bondage is recommended as he is a squirmer, humper, and moaner. You’ll know he’s at his most faggoty level when he begins to whimper. This is a sample platter of him as a rentable boy. Happy to answer any other questions you may have.

Letsgrowoldtogether – Jul 19, 2022
He loves medical procedures such as rectal exam, temperature taken rectally, and butt plugs. He loves miltary fatigues. He loves wearing fatigies with rubber boots and a respirator.

Dick M – Uncut
Ethnicity Mixed
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Little hair
Smoker No
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages German, Spanish, English
Position More bottom only
SM Soft
Dirty WS only
FF Active/Passive
Safer Sex Let’s talk
Hourly Rate 150€
Overnight Rate 650€

 

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HUNG_YU, 23
Hsinchu City

I grew up in Singapore, but always desired to be an upper-class British boy. I want a lifestyle transformation, given a new British name. Learning to speak properly with a upper-class British accent, proper manners and etiquette, and learning to dress properly in suits or, at the very least, crisp shirts and loafers.

My desire is to be presented to the world as my white British Daddy’s son, carrying his last name and the name he has given me. In private, serving him sexually as his posh ill mannered sex toy. Would love to attend Royal Ascot each year in full morning suit and my little name badge.

Guestbook of HUNG_YU

housexnfire – Aug 13, 2022
ćžèœœäž­ïŒŒäžæž…æ„šä»€ä舿—¶ć€™äŒšäž‹ć›žæ„

Dannybigdong – Aug 2, 2022
You’ll notice his name isn’t Hung_Me.

Dick M – Uncut
Ethnicity Asian
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Smooth
Smoker No
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages Chinese, English
Position more bottom
SM Yes
Dirty Yes
FF Passive
Safer Sex Sometimes
Hourly Rate On request
Overnight Rate On request

 

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ProudBoy, 21
Anchorage

Yer boy is huge into fisting up to shoulder deep

Let go bro

I like nascar country music and football

We must secure the existence of our people

đŸ€”â€â™‚ïžforđŸ€”â€â™‚ïž đŸ€”đŸ»â€â™‚ïž đŸ€”đŸŒâ€â™‚ïž đŸ€”đŸœâ€â™‚ïž đŸ€”đŸŸâ€â™‚ïž đŸ€”đŸżâ€â™‚ïž

Guestbook of ProudBoy

ProudBoy (Owner) – Aug 10, 2022
This site has tracers using its pages. Totalitarianism is spreading through our country and freedom is under attack by the leftists.

jimmydog – Aug 8, 2022
He wears diapers but i get aroused by them so it might be a hassel to get them off him but once off you can fist him really good

ProudBoy (Owner) – Aug 4, 2022
I got stabbed not that long ago so do have scars on my chest and abdomen.

FistDom – Aug 3, 2022
Just got out of this MAGA dude was very nice as soon as I walked in he offered me a beer and after he undressed I found under his bed a submachine gun but money well spent I recommend it.

Dick L – Cut
Ethnicity Caucasian
Body Type Average
Body Hair Some
Smoker Yes
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages English
Position Bottom only
SM Yes
Dirty WS only
FF Passive
Safer Sex Never
Hourly Rate 150$
Overnight Rate 400$

 

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Collectme, 19
Milan

I would like to find a wealthy man that can…well…support me, starting immediately would be appreciated.

I am very gifted I have a buttery Italian ass and a very beautiful cock, in short, nature has been generous with me.

Guestbook of Collectme

Jjimschenck – Aug 2, 2022
I have read that butterflies can fulfill our dreams and they bring them to heaven. That is why we should not catch them and stop them on their way. I wonder if I were a butterfly what wish errand you would give to me? Perhaps I can do that. I like to help people. I like flowers a lot too. I am just an extraordinary guy.

Collectme (Owner) – Aug 1, 2022
Thanks for all the compliments but I’d prefer if your initial message is just an image of your cock along with you telling me how large it is.

Joeeeeee – Aug 1, 2022
How much to worship you for eternity?

learning_is_fun – Aug 1, 2022
A stunning guy who is very skilled in taking it in his perfect ass which is so hot and moist and envelops you as soon as you enter it, I felt like I was touching the sky with a finger, and his rectum was the paradise of pleasure. A very tight hole that you can slowly widen until you destroy, break through with ever stronger cock strokes, with ass lips growing ever more plump and good to kiss, savor. Every time and every way I opened his ass’s door I was enchanted by its charm and beauty, and I sawed it in a whirlwind of passion until exhaustion.

Dick XXL – Uncut
Ethnicity Caucasian
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Smooth
Smoker No
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages French, English
Position Versatile
SM Soft
Dirty Yes
FF Active/Passive
Safer Sex Let’s talk
Hourly Rate 300€
Overnight Rate 1000€

 

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thesmiths, 19
Panagyurishte

– 👀 4 Sugar Daddy
– 👀 4 rough dom
– 👀 4 MtF operations
– 👀 4 4.20

24/7 permanently

– looking for a pervert and supporter for the operations..

Dick S – Cut
Ethnicity Caucasian
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Shaved
Smoker Yes
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages Bulgarian, German, English
Position Bottom only
SM Yes
Dirty Yes
FF Passive
Safer Sex let’s talk
Hourly Rate On request
Overnight Rate On request

 

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yourmoneybitch, 21
Denver

Hi, I’ve been with my bf for a while and although we both say we’re nymphos and we try to please each other, I’m concerned that he just isn’t able to meet my needs.

I have this insatiable desire to be a sex object. To perform unrestricted acts to please my admirers. I’m aware that to do this I might be pushed to breaking point but I’m ok with that. I need that.

Depending on the height of someone’s sex drive and €€€ I could even walk away from everything and assume my role as a pleasure object for as long as forever.

I do love my bf but I don’t think I can deny this side of me any longer.

SEX DATES :

50€: Breeding and Go!
75€/ hour: stay, watch and Breed again!
XXL & Gangbang Discount!
Quick splash discount!
Pimps & XXXXXL welcum!
I lick feet while being inseminated!
150.00€: Overnight stay 6h
200.00€: Overnight stay 12 hours
250.00€: Overnight stay 18h

Guestbook of yourmoneybitch

yourmoneybitch (Owner) – Aug 11, 2022
If you’re reading this, I’m probably naked.

yourmoneybitch (Owner) – Aug 4, 2022
I’m much thinner now than on my pics and would describe myself as a femboy.

Dick XL – Cut
Ethnicity Caucasian
Body Type Athletic
Body Hair Shaved
Smoker No
Tattoos No
Piercings Yes
Languages English
Position More bottom
SM Soft
Dirty WS only
FF Passive
Safer Sex Never
Hourly Rate On request
Overnight Rate On request

 

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Up4auction@sothebys, 19
Tallinn

I want to be a slut while im still young. I wish i was gay!

Sex without money is not interesting!

I’ve fucked two girls total since I lost my virginity a month ago!

I love Billie Eilish!

Update I urgently need 6000€!

My ass is worth it!

Guestbook of Up4auction@sothebys

Up4auction@sothebys (Owner) – Aug 8, 2022
Sorry, five tequila shots and 3 beers, blacked out, vaguely remember drinking my own piss, it was funny.

ZiroValentine – Aug 7, 2022
Like the person who created this profile, this comment thread needs to die

Desiguel – Aug 7, 2022
I SEEE YOUR TRUUUEEE COLLOUUUURRSSSSS SHINNING THROUGGGHHH…
I SEE YOUR TRRRRRRRUUUEEE COLLOOOURSSSS AND THATS WHY I LOVE YOUUUUU.
whoops. seems this dude is dead >.>
My bad guys >.<;;;

RoscoBenjamin – Aug 7, 2022
So did he do it or not?

Up4auction@sothebys (Owner) – Aug 6, 2022
Fuck off! Go to fucking hell.

I don’t need you giving me more reasons to kill myself!

This is only to inform everyone that I’m off the market for good, not for bitches like you to come and reply to it.

Please just leave me alone and stop replying to this, it was only to notify… stop commenting…

THIS COMMENT THREAD IS DEAD. AND I WILL BE SOON.

Grr… – Aug 6, 2022
kill yourself, by all fucking means but i have one stipulation. can i watch?

Up4auction@sothebys (Owner) – Aug 6, 2022
I’m doing it. There’s nothing you can do to stop me. I just wanted everybody to know so that nobody thinks I’m not not making appointments out of choice.

TheMassacred – Aug 6, 2022
Well I HAVE killed myself before. How does that make you feel? I’ve actually done it around 15 times and no one has ever some close to the pain and sorrow I feel in life. NO ONE! You only wish you were as unhappy as me.

Up4auction@sothebys (Owner) – Aug 6, 2022
It might. Why?

Flythroughsky – Aug 6, 2022
I don’t suppose 6000€ might change your mind?

Up4auction@sothebys (Owner) – Aug 6, 2022
You fuckin idiot. I’m 15! I can’t move out.

Don’t you understand!??!?

Your comment made me want to kill myself 2x more.

Now…how to do it…

BrainSpazm – Aug 6, 2022
oh wow boohoo… hell my mom used to do worser sh*t than that and im still here buddy, just grow some nut sacks and move out asap.

Up4auction@sothebys (Owner) – Aug 6, 2022
My mother insulted me, reduced me to tears, threw a hardcover algebra book at my face. It hit.

I’m sick of my life.

I’m gonna kill myself in 2 hours.

Dick L – Uncut
Ethnicity Mixed
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Little hair
Smoker Yes
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages Estonian, English
Position Versatile
SM Soft
Dirty No
FF Active/Passive
Safer Sex Rarely
Hourly Rate 150€
Overnight Rate 1000€

 

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boybrick, 20
Aichwald

Would you like to shit down my throat?

I accept:
* shit down my throat as you fall asleep
* waking up to you shitting in my throat
* farting
* sit on my face feeding your long shit logs
* feeding me shit in the shower
* deep throating your shit logs at breakfast
* you and friends drop shitlogs in my throat for a week or so
* throating your shit while you drive or at the couch/table
* eating your shit for days at a time giving you analgasms
* my face squished in your crack, you shit in my throat, not allowed to eat until you give permission

I wonder how long I would be able to keep your shit log in my throat? Would I be able to do it for a few hours a few days or week?

Anything you’d like to add?

Guestbook of boybrick

johnmitchell – Aug 9, 2022
my favorite autistic nonbinary gaymer leftist🌈 that‘s sarcasm bitch!!

boybrick (Owner) – Aug 5, 2022
I’m clean/sober so if capital letters in the middle of words are part of your message keep cruising.

Dick M – Uncut
Ethnicity Arab
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Some
Smoker Yes
Tattoos Yes
Piercings Yes
Languages German, English
Position Bottom only
SM Soft
Dirty Yes
FF No answer
Safer Sex Never
Hourly Rate 100€
Overnight Rate On request

 

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lookingtobottommaybe, 18
London

I am young honry school boy who love dress up in school uniform hang out drink and have a flat full of drinks so lot of time to do suff u want like head the school boy felling plus I love been rimm in uniform and you can wank off on it too

Guestbook of lookingtobottommaybe

Ihateyoubut – Aug 12, 2022
I’m a hypnotist. He’s over here. I’m going to tie him up in front of a spiral and brainwash him.

lookingtobottommaybe (Owner) – Aug 7, 2022
I dont do cam why u lot messaging me saying u wank on cam lets cam I hate it alot u get blocked straight away no question asked guys under 30 u will get blocked new on here will get blocked also I dont believe who u are I dont trust only trust guys hired loads of other whores I met loads of people since covid19 it wont stop what we want we all know sex is the important thing ever so if u reading this and u want to fuck the shit out of me then what you waiting for come on make plans I am the hottest boy on here some will pay anything to fuck me and I am ready for anything so lets all make it special

Dick S – Uncut
Ethnicity Caucasian
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Smooth
Smoker Socially
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages English
Position More bottom
SM Yes
Dirty WS only
FF Passive
Safer Sex Sometimes
Hourly Rate ÂŁ60
Overnight Rate ÂŁ350

 

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Noboddycares, 18
Zurich

Hi i’m 14 years old haha

I like being paid for sex by boys who are younger than me

I like in the ass

Guestbook of Noboddycares

Noboddycares (Owner) – Aug 6, 2022
If youre 14 its prbly fine but like a 18 year old texting me is weird

Noboddycares (Owner) – Aug 3, 2022
Yes i am real yes i am serious and yes i really want to

Dick M – Cut
Ethnicity Caucasian
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Smooth
Smoker Yes
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages French, German, English
Position Versatile
SM Soft
Dirty No
FF No
Safer Sex Let’s talk
Hourly Rate 100€
Overnight Rate 250€

 

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Born-in-2004, 19
Tampa

So far I have sex with mens only active position but I realy like to try bottom, so want your cock in me not my cock edged or fucking you or that bullshit.

I’m straight but I’m flattered if anyone is attracted to me.

I am not interested in kissing, so don’t even try it is not only stupid but will piss me off.

I am looking for married or divorced men who fuck like I’m a teenage girl.

My ass is still a tiny virgin, I hope I will find it a man with a huge cock that I can ride until I break his pelvis!

I hope your hands aren’t sensitive to pain because I’ll probably need to be choked, preferably as sweat inducing as possible.

I am willing to be made to eat your ass. I’d likely wretch. Yes, I’m chatty.

Guestbook of Born-in-2004

ROUGHinFL – Aug 2, 2022
You left your house keys in my truck.

Born-in-2004 (Owner) – Aug 2, 2022
Well I did it and it was really the Best sex ever. 10/10 would recommend.

Downtrodden – Jul 30, 2022
A dude squirted a syringe of cocaine in my ass once and it was teh awesome high. It lasted about 10 minutes and then life sucked again.

Born-in-2004 (Owner) – Jul 30, 2022
What would you do if someone said they wanted to put cocaine in your ass? I don’t do drugs but the person is really rich and I might just try it.

EscSrch – Jul 25, 2022
i am looking for escorts 5’10” or shorter with twisted minds into extreme no limit perversion and someone recommended you.

Dick L – Cut
Ethnicity Caucasian
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Shaved
Smoker Socially
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages English
Position Prefer not to say
SM Soft
Dirty WS only
FF Active/Passive
Safer Sex Sometimes
Hourly Rate 1$
Overnight Rate 1000$

 

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okiwilldoit, 18
Miami

A young guy visiting from Germany for the first time in his life and wants to meet interesting people around this place. normally I DO NOT escort!

I have met today a guy who told me that I am worth $500 an hour, so lets give it a try here.

I’m in love with this place.

It’s an honor to be here. I’m so excited!

Guestbook of okiwilldoit

idonthaveaname – Aug 7, 2022
Pretty and petty

freak7daysawk – Aug 4, 2022
Looking for a young guy to help him find who he is. Thinking you might be a useless fag.

Dick M – Uncut
Ethnicity Caucasian
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Shaved
Smoker No
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages German, English
Position Versatile
SM Soft
Dirty No
FF No answer
Safer Let’s talk
Hourly Rate 500$
Overnight Rate On request

 

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unsafespaceforfags, 24
Pretoria

First, only approach if you’re a completely hygienic good smelling fag who is comfortable with total power transfer from you to me. If you want a say in what I do to you, move on to another whore.

You’ll need to host in a place that’s clean and not loud and be excited to get abused.

Not interested in other whores. If you’re a whore, have your cock caged and anal cavity locked and I’ll consider it.

You’ll need to have your address ready and proof that the place is your residence so I don’t have any time wasting faggots in my inbox.

Finally enthusiastic happy pussy fags only. Nobody wants to be with a depressed fag.

And this shouldn’t have to be said but douche your fucking assholes.

Guestbook of unsafespaceforfags

unsafespaceforfags (Owner) – Aug 10, 2022
Don’t be weird.

ThePicklingEffect – Aug 10, 2022
This guy has been messaging me for the last several months. Finally today he just announced he was coming over. I always wondered about him but thought what the heck. he came and acted nothing like his rhetoric. He stripped and stood there cowering and his dick was maybe 4“. He could not get hard. I finally said good bye with no interaction between us. I asked him why he lied. His response was he did not think I would notice.

Dick XXL – Cut
Ethnicity Caucasian
Body Type Athletic
Body Hair Some
Smoker No
Tattoos Yes
Piercings No
Languages English, Dutch
Position Top only
SM Yes
Dirty Yes
FF Active
Safer Sex Never
Hourly Rate 50$
Overnight Rate 300$

 

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SexSlavebyWhoreMakerDD, 18
Hamburg

Yng-Bitch-Boy is my property! Only I decide about his body and his holes!

Do you like to anonymously watch others having sex?

Have you always been fascinated by watching other guys fuck from a dark corner or through a keyhole?

Have you ever dreamt of having a bird’s eye view of a young guy being brutally molested?

Book your appointment to be anonymous!

Guestbook of SexSlavebyWhoreMakerDD

SexSlavebyMaster_SMart55 – Aug 9, 2022
Happy to let you watch me screw Yng-Bitch-Boy. Available to host in east Munich. Price is 100€/hr. Please note he is now bald and has a stache. And no, you cannot buy him, buy your own.

SexSlavebyWhoreMakerDD (Owner) – Aug 8, 2022
I sold Yng-Bitch-Boy. Interested parties apply to Master SMart55. I have new property now. Same offer but twice as hot.

TIMBZDOG – Aug 4, 2022
I’m seeking only a dominant master who has a pair of yellow Timberland boots and who owns a slave who worships them. I’m desperate to find a guy who meets these criteria who would let me watch the worship. This is legit and above board and I’m just desperate to see this happen. Message if you can do this and you will be my dream come true.

more_money_more_fun – Jul 31, 2022
you have questionable taste in boys.

Dick M – Uncut
Ethnicity Mixed
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Shaved
Smoker No
Tattoos No
Piercings Yes
Languages German, Croatian
Position Bottom only
SM Yes
Dirty Yes
FF Passive
Safer Sex Never
Hourly Rate 180€
Overnight Rate 1200€

 

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Stop_Here2022, 19
Split

I’m on vacation in Rijeka – Split đŸ„°
I love 🍑👅 i want someone put 🍑 in my face
My 🍑 hurts. I love a penis that opens it 🍆

Guestbook of Stop_Here2022

lorenzo – Aug 10, 2022
I just want to give you lots of money and sniff your ass every day until my nostrils are destroyed

Dick L – Uncut
Ethnicity Caucasian
Body Type Athletic
Body Hair Shaved
Smoker No
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages Italian, English
Position Bottom only
SM Soft
Dirty WS only
FF Passive
Safer Sex Let’s talk
Hourly Rate 150€
Overnight Rate On request

 

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SexyBoysParty, 20
Dusseldorf

Hello 😜

We are 5 boys looking for nice mature guys who want to have fun regularly.

The youngest is 18 and the oldest is 21.

If you are mature, that is, older than the age of 45, then you are welcome and get a plus point from us.

As we all play football we have to be very discreet. What happens stays with us đŸ€—đŸ€—đŸ€—

Our parties, which we hold at home, are very relaxed and easy.

The top priority: Fun and Secret!!!

You can also meet one of us alone, but please with decency.

We like football, shopping, cars 😁

And one more thing, we don’t care about your looks, because people are people and the fun factor counts for us.

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Someonelikeit – Aug 6, 2022
The guy in the hoodie and the guy with the smiley stickers on his face got really drunk and beat each other up, broke furniture and shit, while the others laughed their heads off until their neighbor called the police, you get the picture.

Dick XL – Uncut
Ethnicity Caucasian
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Smooth
Smoker Yes
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages German, English
Position Versatile
SM Yes
Dirty Yes
FF Active/Passive
Safer Sex Sometimes
Hourly Rate On request
Overnight Rate On request

 

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spankee4you, 21
Copenhagen

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DillonXxX – Aug 12, 2022
we creep up on extinction, he pulls your arms right in

Dick M – Uncut
Ethnicity Mixed
Body Type Slim
Body Hair Some
Smoker Yes
Tattoos Yes
Piercings No
Languages Danish, English
Position Prefer not to say
SM Yes
Dirty WS only
FF Passive
Safer Sex Never
Hourly Rate On request
Overnight Rate On request

 

 

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p.s. Hey. ** Dominik, Hi!!! I think I just had the right kind of brain for LSD. It was like a dream date, but it’s tricky shit for sure. Meeting with my counsellor was kind of hilarious but very tedious. Also, probably needless to say, his ‘advice’ aka hippie platitudes were not very useful. Saturday’s love is all yours if you need him. We returned to ‘normal’ yesterday. I would read that romance novel. It would be my first ever romance novel, I think. Love is not interested in kissing, so don’t even try it is not only stupid but will piss him off, G. ** David Ehrenstein, Someone really needs to write Rene Ricard’s bio. Surely someone is writing it as we ‘speak’. I hardly knew him, but even I am full of hair raising stories. ** Bill, The David Nutt book is really good. And, yeah, blurbers from heaven. Calamari is a rare press that just doesn’t ever publish books that aren’t really interesting. And the Ricard book is a pleasure. You’d dig it, I’m pretty sure. Still didn’t watch ‘Hotel’. It was too hot in my very non-air conditioned apartment to do much of anything this weekend. I don’t know Robert Morgan. I just googled the name and there seems to be a bunch of them. Do you mean the film director of such titles as ‘He Died with a Felafel in His Hand’? ** Jack Skelley, Skedaddling Skelley! Cool. The Clay AD is excellent and, yes, I think up your alley. Make today count (backwards from a billion)! ** Connie Minerva, Hi, Connie! How nice to meet you. Well, yes, I loved their book. A bunch. Please pass along my respects to them. And thank you for wanting to saddle them with ‘I Wished’. Cool. Have fun in every way! ** _Black_Acrylic, Oh, right, I remember that you saw Rene lecture. Must’ve been something. And, yes, he gets the most evil ever acquaintance award from me. But he was a smart demon. Oh, yeah, Bret seems to be into giant classic novels these days. When I did his podcast he was raving his head off to me about one of those, title forgotten. ** Misanthrope, When life gives you lemonade, make lemons. Or something. My weekend was consumed by a heatwave, so I mostly just quietly moaned. ** Steve Erickson, Ah, shit, about your friend. Rescheduled? I’m curious about ‘Bodies Bodies Bodies’. Cool, good to hear. Yes, I kind of gathered that roller coasters were not exactly your Bresson. ** Suliuko, Hm, Okay, I think you’re some kind of quirkily written conspiracy theory troll or bot or something. Huh. Interesting. ** Okay. It’s the 15th of the month and of course that means the escorts are your local company for the next 24h. See you tomorrow.

5 books I read recently & loved: Joey Truman Donkey, Fanny Howe London-Rose : Beauty Will Save the World, Clay AD Holy Bodies, Rene Ricard God with Revolver, David Nutt Summertime in the Emergency Room

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‘I mean, I finished the final installment of Donkey last night. Just under the wire. The Publisher stood outside Beaver Haus with a whip. “Write like the wind!” She would yell. Then snap the whip. I mean, I locked the door so she couldn’t come inside so eventually she left, but still. That was kind of rude. I mean, this is good. FINALLY! Here we are, what? I wrote the thing back in 2020? December? And then it has been going out every month for 13 months. I mean, I am very glad I didn’t decide to just send out the short story for the last two parts. I mean, I think having alternate endings kind of makes a point. I mean, if the idea is that the thing is allegory. I mean, to kind of prove that no matter how you end the thing it is always going to be the same. I mean, Jayboo saying that the goods should be a time machine, that is the only ending that wouldn’t work. Or maybe not? Maybe Donkey wins the lottery or something? Goes on to become president? I mean, whatever. Not that most of you even know what I am talking about. I mean, shame. Here I am, writing like the wind and does anyone sign up for the serial? I mean, a few of you, but if you can get the milk for free, am I right? Like that old bridesmaids chestnut about marriage.

‘Talked to PegLeg for a while today on the phone. Bad times in Wyoming at the moment. Those fuckers have really lost their fucking minds. It really sucks. They already sucked, but now they suck so bad that there should be a travel warning to that fucking state. I mean, I seriously worry about G using they/them pronouns. I mean, not in general, but in August when we go out there. I mean, it was scary for me growing up and I have just a sliver of queerness. And they still chased me down in their trucks and beat me up. Well, they would have beaten me up, but I outran the idiots. But still. I mean, I am going to need to be on high alert. Like maybe no cruising Main in Worland. I mean, I don’t even know. I mean, part of me is joking, but when I actually think about it I am very nervous. I grew up around that shit. G did not. And things are getting so out of control in these places that I wouldn’t put it past a group of Wyoming asshole teenagers to hunt queer kids down just to beat them up. I wouldn’t. I mean, Worland is something out of Nazi Germany circa 1930’s at this point. American flags up and down the Main street. Not that that is special in America, but it is unnerving. And they all really do believe all the lies. All the propaganda. And since they are so insulated from the outside world they will very much see G as a threat. I mean, I don’t want to talk about it anymore.’ — Joey Truman

 

Joey Truman Site
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Joey Truman @ instagram
Joey Truman @ Substack
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Joey Truman Donkey
Whiskey Tit

‘Don’t get me wrong, but work is a four letter word.

‘No matter how hard you try to avoid it, it is unavoidable.

‘In his new serial writing project, Donkey, Joey Truman manifests a bizarro literary sitcom as sexy romp as meditation on being trapped in the working class with no way out.

‘Starting when you sign up: 14 months of an intense journey of self-reflection and inertia mailed to you monthly!’ — Whiskey Tit

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FEB 17 Reading Contest


Screed City Radio Intro

 

 

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London-rose is the sort of story in which very little happens, and in which the things that do accrue profound immensity. The barebones plot is as follows: a woman working unhappily as an error-corrector travels from London around the UK to assess whether the grading systems of various institutions operate equivalently to those in the United States. After visiting Buchenwald with a professor she encounters by happenstance, she considers quitting her job, tries unsuccessfully to do so, and then, finally, succeeds. Along the way are detours: to a poet’s home in Wales, to Paris “to see what it felt like,” to “Dublin, Cork, Galway, Scotland, Lancaster, Birmingham, Warwick.” Untethered any longer to the mundanity of her capitalist exploitation, the narrator invokes an amorphous revolution, one which is “borderless. . . . anti-nationalist, a revolution based on an emotion, not an imperialist idea. . . . Resistance, abolition, eternity.”

‘As the narrator sloughs off the humdrum constrictions of her life, she imagines herself as becoming increasingly “transparent”; unlike the company interns she encounters—whose early rebelliousness will only be incorporated into the system—it is her “escape from this pattern” which facilitates the birth of the utopian vision. Before this, in her error-correcting work, it had seemed to the narrator that “certain standards could not be shared across borders.” A central preoccupation of London-rose is the distortion of translation, the likelihood that language is categorically insufficient in transporting truth. The novel’s title itself is the result of the narrator’s misreading of a sign for “Lansdowne Park” as London-rose—the signifiers are fallible, prone to other interpretive hiccups and possibilities. The narrator likens herself to the ninth century neo-Platonist John Scotus Eriugena, who imagined all beingness as a sequence of hierarchic declensions from God; all things would return, eventually, to a state of nonbeing. Events curl back into themselves and recur. How do we transmit our reality? The narrator asks why “we need a good vocabulary so badly, especially spoken.” But how else, otherwise, to connect?

‘That words generate misfirings rather than solutions for many of our most vital imaginative, spiritual, and political concerns is a charge Howe has circled for decades. In 1998’s Nod, the novel’s heroine, Cloda, asks from within a madhouse whether “silence is the depth of hearing,” and berates her doctor, who “resist[s] hearing my interpretations of my own problems because I don’t use your jargon.” In the essay “Person, Place, and Time,” from her 2009 memoir The Winter Sun, she asks: “How could a person access the language that is common to all beings, if there really is such a thing?” In London-rose the narrator believes that “to pray without moving your lips is the highest aspiration.” The invocation which is unspoken hews nearest to God. Words only get in the way. We should long to be as birds, who know that borders “can’t keep voices in,” or sheep, who “carried languages across borders in their curls—Arabic, Scots.” The kingdom of animals is not beholden to unnatural divisions; perhaps we must look to them in our dream of a common language.’ — Jamie Hood, The Baffler

 

The Irreconcilable Fanny Howe
On Fanny Howe
INTERVIEW WITH FANNY HOWE
Fanny Howe Makes Sense of Beginnings and Endings
Buy ‘London-rose’

 

Fanny Howe London-Rose : Beauty Will Save the World
Divided Publishing

It feels we aren’t reading prose but language that oscillates between liturgy and prayer.’ — Eugene Lim

‘Written in 1994 when Fanny Howe was doing itinerant work in the UK, London-rose is an early post-work novel that describes the loneliness and confusion of digital life and perpetual motion. Moving from personal narrative to philosophy to poetry, Howe previsages the alienation and malaise of the 21st century workplace. London-rose is a meditation on failure, capitalism, disapearance and force.’ — DP

Excerpt

I followed a small line of people into the bus depot. Red buses, destinations named. Wet sweat in London smells like spaghetti sauce. The buses soak it up and hand it back. I was near the steps inside, hesitated and felt the happiness open doors in moving vehicles can bring.

The professor stood behind me. I felt him before I noticed him. My back was my front. I felt him as if I could see him while I was facing the other way. I didn’t dare look while we found our seats, his breath beside me for the long tedious ride to Stansted Airport. While I twisted off my shoes to kick them under the seat, I stole a glance at him and soon we were talking but not face to face. We spoke with our profiles. The bus was warm and comforting. Only small murmurs came from the seats behind. We spoke low in our throats. Who was he? We had made this plan to meet on this day and ride. But he looked different than he did before. All the way back in time. Caricature began in caves. First the bones and bent of animals, then weapons, then humans. Profiles. It was as if full faces were off-limits, too demanding, unless pounded into stone statues.

I asked when a bad drawing becomes a caricature.

I suppose when people become angry at art. Or look too closely at a face.

Hard edges have made civilization ugly. Blocks. A neurotic architecture sees riots, protests, madness, bodies falling, and responds with cement ramps, sealed windows, elevators that go sideways.

“Then we will invent new roses / roses of capitals with petals of squares.” (Vladimir Mayakovsky)

The coziness of the bus, its quiet engine, and outside a gray muffler of a sky, our motion—slow—made me think, Please, hope, don’t stop! Don’t come to an end!

I let myself look at him straight. He was one of those pannational men with lines and shadows on his skin. He was thin and serious, mouth sensual, eyes lidded and luminous, and his hands he held clasped before him, as if in prayer. I supposed he would be serious in his bones but the laugh lines in his cheeks were not stern. When he turned, his gaze stayed on my mouth rather than my eyes. Our minds were equal, we had nothing to say. It was strange how sure I was that I had not really seen him before. He made perfect sense to me now. Had I mistaken him for someone else? Eyes so bright belong to an artist, a warrior, or a monk.

I felt shame at wishing we were the kind of friends who could touch on a bus, hold hands, lean in and whisper. My cheeks felt hot from the radiator under us. His were a pale red too. Celibacy is not cerebral but blushes like a salamander and intensifies all colors.

Petals of roses, cement squares, we spoke in more depth of why we were going where we were. Don’t worry, he said, we are only going to spend one day and one night—in Weimar. Not in the camp. Those horrors belong to others now, somewhere out in the world.

He dropped his head and literally shuddered with a sharp laugh.

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Reading by Fanny Howe, 11.21.13


Lecture by Fanny Howe, 11.22.13

 

 

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‘I’ve been on immunomodulating drugs for 11 years now. The medicine tells the cells called “natural killers” to stop killing, and my inflammatory-responding T cells are suppressed. Autoimmunity means the immune system attacks itself—a confusion of the boundary between self and other. Its strange to fathom that my body has alchemically grown and changed irrevocably from my drugs; and then funny to then again realize that this is the case of all bodies all the time (human or non-human) — we’re not a closed system — on the contrary, things are going in and out and this changes us always irrevocably. Its called living. Even our immune system’s ability to adapt and learn is a vital tool which scientists believe was taken from the DNA of a virus caught by a human long ago down the evolutionary chain. I think through this writing I’m trying to undo some of the binaries that live within me which are a wholly inadequate story of being ill: infecting/infected natural/unnatural toxic/non-toxic pure/polluted healthy/ill well/unwell


‘I can theoretically talk the talk of undoing this stuff but its another thing to actually internalise into the body/mind (years and years of work now)— for example, as far as my medication is concerned I still find myself labelling it “unnatural” and stigmatising my body as “polluted”.

‘This is all based on my teenage beliefs, bolstered by being a young scifi nerd and stumbling upon some Anarcho-primitivist theory in my late teens, that if civ would collapse I would be shit out of luck because my body was dependent on prescription drugs. I felt this as a weakness, and I was sure that if this happened I would just die; I didn’t see any sick or disabled people living out the apocalypse in any narratives around me. If anything we were the first ones to go, usually quickly, as some kind of symbol that only the strong were gonna survive henceforth. Because of this in my teens I developed my own internalised story that I would die young. At some point as I crossed a boundary into my mid-twenties I realised that this wasn’t necessarily my trajectory, at least as imminently as I believed. As I’ve had a changing relationship to my health, expanded my reading to more supportive topics like disability justice, queer theory and feminist scifi writers, and seen the creative and caring tactics of activists spaces concerned and centring disability in their organising, I’ve slowly been able to challenge my internalised ideas around death from this period.

‘Though I still find this a pretty common fear from my sick and disabled friends, that we won’t survive the likely difficult years that are ahead. I think, in a larger way, its a problem of the social imagination around sickness, and a problem of a lack of language and space to describe and feel the body on our own terms, through our own narrative, through time.’ — Clay AD

 

Clay AD Site
sometimes the body is a satellite
Metabolize, If Able
Clay AD’s ceramics
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Clay AD Holy Bodies
Pilot Press

Holy Bodies is a peep hole, glory hole and sink hole forming a somatic stone soup of small proposals that together exalt the freedoms of body, mind and spirit through care, sex, jokes, destruction and transformation.’ — Pilot Press

‘Clay AD knows at an ancient and prescient level that, to quote from their book, ‘shit is all life’, but also that life is the shit, and the sunset, and the endgame. One for our immuno-suppressed comrades, shit theorists, pink salt throwers, and their lovers and friends, that is, I hope, everyone.’ — Isabel Waidner

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I’m in Training Don’t Kiss Me #1


sun (everything’s on fire)

 

 

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‘Even from an early age Rene Ricard was famous in the Boston poetry community for his wild beauty, fierce intelligence, and fearsome wit. He dropped out of school after completing eighth grade because he knew more than his teachers, constantly correcting even his French teacher in class. Soon he embarked on an independent study program that largely involved seducing Harvard boys. When I visited Provincetown for the first time in the early 1970s, Rene was also famous there. Even when there were only 15 or 20 people who knew who he was, he was famous. It was an aura that surrounded him from the start.

‘Born at the marvelously antiquated-named Boston Lying-In Hospital (later Brigham and Women’s), Rene would always bristle when his birthplace was listed as New Bedford. In his day that was a considerable step down, despite the fact that in the 19th century New Bedford claimed the highest number of millionaires per capita in the U.S. (courtesy of the shipping and whaling trades). Rene grew up in Acushnet, which was also the name of the ship on which Herman Melville went to sea before writing Moby-Dick. He had an abiding love of Melville, and in his younger photos I always see Rene as Billy Budd, the sensitive youth fighting to survive in a claustrophobic environment full of Catholic torment, gratuitous violence, and sublimated homosexuality.

‘Rene told me the defining moment of his life was seeing a Warhol flower painting at the Boston ICA in 1966. “I sat in front of that painting for two hours and plotted out my entire life.” When Warhol came to Boston for the opening he shot several reels of the Chelsea Girls at the Cambridge apartment of Ed Hood, who was a close friend of Rene’s. Rene appears in the film, sitting silently on the bed, peeling and eating a grapefruit slowly enough to fill the 20-minute reel. I can say without irony the performance is riveting.

‘Unlike most poets who were happy to give readings and attend each other’s, Rene hated to do either, so his appearances were rare. When he did read he usually arrived at the last minute (extremely high) and left immediately after. He let it be known that for him poetry readings were poor and dĂ©classĂ©, and anything less than a fancy cocktail party on the Upper East Side was well below his dignity. There were, however, a few memorable readings, such as the one Rene shared with his then-boyfriend. Between the time the reading was booked and the evening it took place Rene and the young man had split up, and Rene had composed a long hate poem filled with the most embarrassing sexual details recounted in excruciating detail, which he recited with his friend’s parents sitting in the front row. This was typical of Rene: he was our Catullus, writing elegant and obscene poems of love and hate with brevity and dispatch. But maybe it was best to avoid him?’ — Raymond Foye

 

Rene Ricard Remembered
Dinner with Rene Ricard
Robert Pincus-Witten on Rene Ricard
The Rene Ricard Story Goes Dark
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Rene Ricard God with Revolver
Editions Lutanie

God with Revolver is the re-issue of Rene Ricard’s second volume of poetry, originally published in 1989 as part of the Hanuman Books series. Dedicated to the dramatic experience of heartbreak, this collection assembled from poems composed over several years, seems to be written in a single breath. With its raw sincerity and wit, God with Revolver is a vibrant testament to 1980s New York that still speaks to its readers in all its intensity, poignancy, and emotional vulnerability.’ — Editions Lutanie

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OIL KILLS POETS SPILL – Rene Ricard cam1


Rene Ricard ● A Simple Tribute

 

 

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‘A sentence in David Nutt’s hands turns into something ‘shiny and lethal to brandish’ in these fiercely imagined spaces where ‘even the ferns look nervous.’ Under house arrest, crazed by love or war, the freakishy wounded or self-wounding characters in these stories break their bonds for pharmaceutical relief, and we follow them in astonishment at their excess. Summertime in the Emergency Room is a remarkable debut collection of stories from a gifted writer.’ — Christine Schutt

‘When it comes to David Nutt, the only thing I love more than his sharp, inventive and seismically funny style is the deep humanity from which it springs. His is a brilliant and much needed voice in these sad, ridiculous times.’ — Sam Lipsyte

“Life has burned a hole in the pockets of Shaker, the aptly named up-and-at-’em down-and-outer wambling his way through the full spread of our present squalor in this ultravivid, live wire of a debut novel. Page after page, David Nutt shocks the language into a killingly original blaze.” — Gari Lutz

‘David Nutt’s Summertime in the Emergency Room contains stories that reveal the psychological truths of the human condition. Here are stories that are strange, heartbreaking, told with precision and delicacy that recalls such writers as Garielle Lutz and Mary Robison. The world shown here through Nutt’s eyes shows a writer with a deep and passionate understanding of language.’ — Brandon Hobson

”Do you ever think about how lucky we are? To be alive and awake in this thrilling historical epoch, just moments before the apocalyptic collapse?’ This collection of otherworldly stories reads like a hallucinogenic negative print of the world we are inhabiting today. Sick adolescents stall on unfinished algebra equations that speak to larger enigmas. They burn ants with magnifying lenses, smear them like sauce onto a slide, and patiently wait for the red guts to bake under a microscope’s glare. Adults are stitched up, half dead, or generally so checked out that they are never to be trusted. Molars get extracted with pliers and sadness gets sucked out with straws. Pee gets archived in soda bottles. Nutt reveals the ‘dark strain of lonely,’ one you want to live in even when it hurts because it’s a comforting through line to a very contemporary feeling of solitude.’ — Chiara Barzini

‘Elegant, manic, deeply attentive. The reader may be struck, at first, by a dark undertow (think Gary Lutz meets Grace Paley) but as the language teaches us how to read it, The Great American Suction reveals itself to be a celebratory comic romp from a big-hearted writer.’ — George Saunders

 

David Nutt Site
“ENJOY YOUR MUTINY, CAPTAIN”
David Nutt @ goodreads
Interview with David Nutt: Between Exhaustion and Innovation
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David Nutt Summertime in the Emergency Room
Calamari Press

‘Nine stories about befuddled loners, estranged friends, and detonated families, all hobbled by various acts of self-sabotage, yet still they flounder forth, grasping at every loose thread as if it were a lifeline, only to unravel themselves instead.’ — Calamari

‘Witty, exacting, and full of exuberant prose, SUMMERTIME IN THE EMERGENCY ROOM is one of those high-velocity collections in which every story swerves and surprises. It is oddly exhilarating to witness Nutt’s characters careen and stagger through their darkest moments and worst decisions, their voices full of heat. This is a stylish, blisteringly inventive book.’ — Kimberly King Parsons

Excerpt

Our Lady of Bleak Hearts

Then came the crash: the windshield exploded, the airbag detonated, and most of his mouth’s silver was knocked across the minivan console. Afterwards Shaver remembered soft-stroking the airbag’s strange polymer fabric and thinking: Some day they are going to colonize the moon with this stuff. His vehicle had just overturned on an embankment and skidded a solemn furrow through the field, a lonely range of dirt and cactus and scrub life, where his wife and son now stood, sort of rooted to the parched earth, heads bloodied, faces blank. Shaver crawled through the broken windshield, sluggish as a drugged lion. Slowly more of him cohered. He spat another silver crown and tried to regain his land legs, relearning to walk across all that brown flatness. The side mirror had been sheared away. He absently picked it up and held it to his face. His face was calm, spotless. Shaver looked up in time to see his wife struggling to jimmy free the slim rod of metal wedged stubbornly in her forehead.
“Darling,” she said, both hands tugging the bloody thing. “We’re dead.”

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Most mornings she loiters at the kitchen pantry, her hair soft as peach fur underneath the wig, expression vacant, her makeup a kind of savage kabuki.
“Anything alive in there?” Shaver asks.
“I’m looking,” she replies into the pantry.
“It’s empty.”
His wife turns to him and forces a semi-smile. Kabuki is too much a compliment. Her skin has been rather artlessly shellacked with a garish rainbow palette.
“I don’t think I’ve fully mastered the mascara yet,” Shaver admits.
Both of them, husband and wife, are wincing in perfect unison. She wrenches her face so hard into a smile her head shakes free of her wig. He picks the mangle of blonde off the floor and cradles it.
“Baby,” Shaver says. “I like your head bald.”
She blinks at him.
“It’s total hardcore punk rock,” he tells her. “You remember hardcore punk rock?”
“It feels like private fur.”
“Primate, like apes?”
“Private,” she says and touches her loins to the kitchen table, kneading herself a little too vigorously. Shaver gently takes her by the elbow and twists her back to the pantry, holding her there, his head against hers. Both of them stare into the barren shelves.
“It hugs me,” she says.

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Their son, Renaldo, is roasting red ants on the sidewalk. The boy is not really named Renaldo, but there were already eight other Tobbies in his kindergarten—enough to form a small nation, annex sovereign neighbors, key the nukes—before Shaver pulled him out of school altogether. The boy hasn’t uttered a single meaningful word since the day he was strapped to the child-sized backboard and glided into the ambulance sneakers first. The paramedics had flashed a penlight in the boy’s eyes, and the boy opened his mouth. Everybody leaned in. “DumDum,” the boy whispered, and then he was gone.
The accident bestowed an unmistakable mystique upon the boy. People see a pale speechless child with a damaged brain and a broken mother and they automatically tilt into maudlin sympathies. They want to smother the kid with schmaltz, rescue and beatify him before puberty invades. They don’t understand his languagelessness has made him a solitary figure in the household, aloof and judgmental, stalking the high corridors of authority, more father than Shaver could ever be.
The child has jig-stomped the ants to death and smeared them like sauce on a slide. Now he patiently waits for the red guts to bake under his microscope’s atomizing glare. Shaver doesn’t have the heart—his own, his son’s, anyone’s—to tell him he’s doing it wrong, that normal boys his age fry the small buggers alive with magnifying glasses. The whole stomp-smear-slide operation is needlessly complex. Shaver’s heart: It could still be somewhere in that field, a runty pink organ, hiking his insurance premiums with every lame twitch.
Shaver lays flat across the sidewalk under the withering gaze of his son.
“Me next,” he says.
“Fix me,” he says.
Shaver scrounges a couple nickels from his shirt pocket and balances them on his closed eyes—silver holes, lidless, and unblinking—and he smiles his dark mouth up at the boy.

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p.s. Hey. ** David Ehrenstein, Hi. ‘The Trip’ is big fun. Wow, but pretty harsh about Anne Heche, man. ** Dominik, Hi!!! Oh, definitely do not take LSD if you think it’s evil. *flashing red lights* Best to think of LSD as an opportunity to listen to your all time favorite song for the first time. Or something. Well, yes indeed, about your uni’s ill and counterproductive approach to teaching psychology. But you won that one sided battle with flying colors. My uni was good if you had a strong idea of what you were interested in and wanted to do. Students who didn’t have that basically just half-attended classes and smoked tons of pot for four years. And the school seemed totally fine with that. But like my … I don’t remember what they called it, the faculty member who was my officially assigned guidance counsellor, was this man whose whole office was full of sand with no furniture and lots of burning incense and mandalas on the walls, and, when you met with him, you had to sit in the lotus position and meditate for a few minutes before he would talk to you. Fun in a way, but not very motivating. I suppose you’re very right about memes’ creators and stars. Interesting. I know, right, about my yesterday’s love being the easy and completely impossible solution to almost everything. Sigh. Today is supposedly the last day of our current heatwave so I’ll assign love the simple task of having convinced Parisian shopkeepers and apartment building designers of the value of installing air-conditioners years ago, G. ** Bill, Good old SF where they have long known sluttiness takes many forms. I might get to see ‘Hotel’ this weekend. I found it. If I do, I’ll report back. Have a delightfully unexpected next couple of days. ** _Black_Acrylic, Hi, B. I have that Plastikman record with the inlay! Back in LA, but still. And, in addition to its excellent packaging, it’s a terrific album from his peak period, if you like his thing. I even know about that Texas arrest. Good times! ** Steve Erickson, Hi. Oh, well, that’s a start: the Imperial Triumphant merch. Not that scoring liquid LSD is exactly a picnic these days unless I’m missing something. No, I have no idea what proof was required. It’s true that I would imagine opening one’s Grinder account and maybe sharing one’s up-to-the-minute chats would be sufficient. Resnais retrospective: nice. One can never see ‘Providence’ too many times in my opinion. Glad you’re feeling much better. I hope for nothing but continued upswinging through the weekend. ** Okay. I read the five books up there recently, loved them, and I am recommending them you, which is basically just a reiteration of the post’s title, but c’est la vie, and see you on Monday.

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