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Milk, 21
West Java

please take me away from toxic family:(

Guestbook of Milk

Frost95 – May 3, 2022
PLS FORGIVE ME BRO NOTHING WILL HAPPEN

Milk (Owner) – May 3, 2022
i solemnly swear that i am good

Body Type Slim, smooth
Ethnicity Asian
I am a Gay Man
Smoker No
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages Javanese, Sundanese, Madurese, and Betawi, English
Position Versatile
Dick M – Uncut
Dirty WS only
FF Active/Passive
S&M Soft
Kissing Yes
Safe Sex Let’s talk
Hourly Rate On request
Overnight Rate On request

 

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KyngOvDiamondz, 20
Milan

100% real photo guarantee. Silicone ass! It will surely not surprise you that I am very, very, very expensive.

Guestbook of KyngOvDiamondz

LoveU8 – May 10, 2022
It’s a wig.

popupandsayhi – May 9, 2022
Regular butt preferred.

available_anytime – May 9, 2022
Probably since the umpteenth person asked him wtf is wrong with your ass.

Tipsea – May 9, 2022
Since when is having silicon ass implants a selling point?

KyngOvDiamondz (Owner) – May 8, 2022
I’m open to a sugardaddy after my current sugardaddy departure from the earth which will be soon.

Body Type Slim, shaved
Ethnicity Mixed
I am a Gay Man
Smoker Yes
Tattoos No
Piercings Yes
Languages English, Italian
Position More bottom
Dick L – Uncut
Dirty No
FF No
S&M Soft
Kissing Yes
Safe Sex Let’s talk
Hourly Rate 500€
Overnight Rate 2500€

 

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musclestud22, 22
Phoenix

The idea of men watching me as I work out at the gym is the biggest turn on!

But the idea of men paying to watch me work out in their home gyms is even more arousing!

My young, fresh and smooth body is so ready to be watched working out from close up or far away or wherever you want.

For an additional fee the feel of men placing their hands, their breath and their mouths on me while working out is beautiful perfection.

My current life is good but I so want the best.

Guestbook of musclestud22

musclestud22 (Owner) – May 5, 2022
Thanks for the compliments, my dopamine levels appreciate it.

PhillipOStein – May 5, 2022
I have a Bachelor of Fine Arts. I draw and paint Nudes. I hired him to model nude for me. I loved him from the front the best. My style is realistic.

Kentacky – May 1, 2022
He is very in-tuned with his body, has an intoxicating scent, and a very fit pelvic floor.

gemini02 – April 29, 2022
, it is what it ISSSS 😚 and it’s exactly the same except for one thing it’s NOT FREE 🥱😂

Body Type Athletic, smooth
Ethnicity Caucasian
I am a Hetero Man
Smoker No
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages English
Position No answer
Dick M – Cut
Dirty No
FF No
S&M No
Kissing No
Safe Sex Always
Hourly Rate 111$
Overnight Rate 111$

 

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Connerlane, 20
Santa Barbara

I’m mostly passive and rarely active for anal sex.
When it comes to oral sex, i give and take.
If you like it, you can also kiss and cuddle with me and talk to me about everything. But please also be realistic and remember that I am an escort boy and I don’t actually give a fuck about you.

Guestbook of Connerlane

malepignose – May 10, 2022
I have huge nose fetish, especially upturned pig nose like yours, which makes me turn on very hard. but it should be pulled up strongly as far as it goes.

I like make pig nose most by hand, by hook, tape, pushed against window… If you have nice nostrils, I’ll lick them till my saliva is all over.

I know this is rare fetish, but I heard you are about all fetish, so why not?

Welcome to my world, and if you rent me your nose, tell.

Yourmineskaterboy – May 9, 2022
Are you a skater? You look like a skater. I live a hetero life, but behind closed doors I enjoy fucking young skaters. I enjoy smooth skaters, punk skaters and thin skaters. I really like smooth skaters. No facial hair. I have been fucking skaters for 15 years. I have a lot of experience fucking skaters. I live 2 blocks off the beach. If you want to spend a weekend you can skate for two hours a day. I will fuck you though. I am very horny, but DO NOT HIT ME UP IF YOU’RE NOT A SKATER.

Body Type Average, some hair
Ethnicity Caucasian
I am a Bisexual Man
Smoker Yes
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages English
Position More bottom
Dick L – Uncut
Dirty WS only
FF Passive
S&M Yes
Kissing Consent
Safe Sex Sometimes
Hourly Rate 150$
Overnight Rate 1000$

 

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Idiot, 18
Brighton

I’m a young man who is hung like a donkey and love to give my huge dick to older mens throats and asses

Give me 300£ and I’ve give you the best night of your entire life.

I see myself as an extension of the gay street hustlers from the 1970’s. I call them my hero’s.

Guestbook of Idiot

UglyassSlut – May 2, 2022
Idiot didn’t quite trump the night my daughter was born but he came damn close.

Saminmyh3ad – Apr 30, 2022
He shot so much cum it was pouring out of my nose.

__moon_ – Apr 23, 2022
You deserve our money more than we do because you are better than us.

subdaddy77 – Apr 18, 2022
Second time hiring him. Going to take my time writing a review, and when I finish it’ll be too long.

Body Type Slim, little hair
Ethnicity Arab
I am a Gay Man
Smoker Yes
Tattoos Yes
Piercings No
Languages English
Position Top only
Dick XL – Uncut
Dirty WS only
FF Active
S&M Yes
Kissing No
Safe Sex Never
Hourly Rate On request
Overnight Rate 300£

 

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heart_opener, 19
Naples

Been on and off here a LOT with the pandemic messing with my brain over the last few years but am more settled and am ready and am very keen to find some money this way. Apologies to everyone I have spoken to and run away from in the past, yuck behaviour, but it’s not gonna be the same anymore.

Some things you must know about me is that I have absolutely no experience with gays and have never been in bed with a male as of now. I would simply like for someone to start our date with is you doing hypnosis to change my mental thoughts. Another thing to note is that I do in fact have a girlfriend and I would like to keep this a secret from her for now. Now for the good stuff!

Guestbook of heart_opener

ErosWired – May 6, 2022
I’ve never understood the appeal of having one’s cockhead bathed in stomach acid, but I’m not judging.

PIGTONIGHT – May 6, 2022
it’s not always the gag reflex, the throat shape, bulging or neck injuries can also impede.

DickDownDaddy – May 6, 2022
I’m amidst an overnight with this twink with some cocksucking problems and I have a question.

Is it possible to change a guys gag reflex by forcing a cock down his throat? Or maybe doing it several times?

I imagine that there’ll be a certain amount of puking involved but will the boy finally loose the urge to gag?

I know that this sounds brutal but I’m desperate to get it all the way down.

Body Type Athletic, smooth
Ethnicity Caucasian
I am a Bisexual Man
Smoker No
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages English, Italian
Position Versatile
Dick L – Uncut
Dirty WS only
FF No answer
S&M Soft
Kissing Consent
Safe Sex Let’s talk
Hourly Rate On request
Overnight Rate On request

 

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win-win situations, 19
Moscow

Ftm. Drugs. Anything for ❄️.

Born and lives in Russia.

Gay sites are banned here, I can’t stay here long.

Guestbook of win-win situations

ntslm – May 11, 2022
Doesn’t mean a word he says and knows Jiu-Jitsu

Body Type Slim, little hair
Ethnicity Caucasian
I am a Trans Man
Smoker Yes
Tattoos Yes
Piercings Yes
Languages Russian, English
Position Bottom only
Dick No answer
Dirty Yes
FF Active/Passive
S&M Yes
Kissing Yes
Safe Sex Let’s talk
Hourly Rate 150€
Overnight Rate 500€

 

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nakedkid, 18
Mercer

I go outside naked in Mercer pa east market st. about to be 18 I show cars and anyone that does walk by my naked body I want to be paid and fucked

I need money, I want to money

I just really need some help I can barely get essentials and stuff for college

Guestbook of nakedkid

Alex13000_complice – May 2, 2022
I took him in the woods and had a pignic.

slamrushfly – Apr 28, 2022
At the end of the day his hole is a hole. And seriously, if women weren’t such a pain in the ass there wouldn’t be such need for sluts like him. But… they are, so there is.

Codyy – Apr 27, 2022
Hotter than hell, better than God, more desirable than gold.

meritricious – Apr 25, 2022
I added some Meth to his MDMA and a $50 poke became a $50 pokealooza!

Body Type Slim, smooth
Ethnicity Latino
I am a Gay Man
Smoker Yes
Tattoos No
Piercings Yes
Languages English, Spanish
Position More bottom
Dick M – Uncut
Dirty WS only
FF Passive
S&M Yes
Kissing Yes
Safe Sex Never
Hourly Rate 50$
Overnight Rate 230$

 

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MotherFuckerFucker, 24
Madrid

I love to get drunk and beat up gay guys of every socioeconomic status.

No body can judge me.

I’ll come back and add more here later at a more reasonable hour.

Also looking for a new sugardaddy as my previous one couldn’t do it anymore.

Guestbook of MotherFuckerFucker

SamIsMyName – May 12, 2022
You’re never supposed to hit a kid, but… sometimes they just really have it coming, or you’re just really angry, or maybe you just thought he’d look better with a broken nose. I’m specifically looking for a guy to beat the shit out of my 12 year old son. Would like to include as much brutality as you can stomach. If you need a “why”, he and I were close when he was very young, but ever since he hit puberty he’s gotten very great looking, and it’s driving me fucking nuts.

kinkyAndLonely – May 8, 2022
I love sock and underwear! I have wanted them for a long time, I can’t stand it anymore! Give me any!

Josealvarez – May 8, 2022
I’d like you to make sure my cheating bf will no longer function as a man!

Body Type Athletic, little hair
Ethnicity Latino
I am a Hetero Man
Smoker Yes
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages Spanish, English
Position Top only
Dick XL – Uncut
Dirty Yes
FF No answer
S&M Yes
Kissing No
Safe Sex No answer
Hourly Rate 200€
Overnight Rate 500€

 

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Whitexhero, 21
Älmhult

I have a BA in Art History, which is why I’m selling you my ass now. I’m 4’10” tall and disabled. I’m looking for some people to leave me walking even funnier and surprise me with the numbers of your bank account. I’m also an amateur Astronomer who has the answer (or not). I’m also an Atheist with a hot hole.

Guestbook of Whitexhero

Whitexhero (Owner) – May 9, 2022
I’ve already had 1 horrible experience here, might as well see what else happens.

Whitexhero (Owner) – May 6, 2022
Let’s debunk some stereotypes together:
– Yes, I can walk indoors. I only use my wheelchair outdoors.
– Yes, I can get hard.
– Yes, I have sense of touch.
– No, I am not paralysed.
– No, I do not take medications.
– No, I am not surrounded by assistants.

JohnMarc – May 4, 2022
Just needed someone whose butt could take some pretty damned big stuff lol and listen he’s

Body Type Slim, smooth
Ethnicity Caucasian
I am a Gay Man
Smoker No
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages Swedish, English
Position Bottom only
Dick M – Uncut
Dirty WS only
FF Passive
S&M Soft
Kissing Yes
Safe Sex Sometimes
Hourly Rate 81€
Overnight Rate On request

 

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FuckEatSleepRepeat, 21
Paris

Hello old gay men, let’s talk ❤️

Guestbook of FuckEatSleepRepeat

JustAGuy2222 – May 13, 2022
I didn’t know my dream in life was to fuck Little Orphan Annie’s brains out until I was living it.

gay_france – May 7, 2022
Things I can recommend–
Dress him in a leotard.
Tape his mouth and put a vibrator in his ass.
Throw him over your shoulder.
Snack on his armpits.

FuckEatSleepRepeat (Owner) – May 5, 2022
How do you tell your best friend’s ugly ass sugar daddy to break up with him bc you need the daddy’s money without sounding like an asshole?

Body Type Slim, shaved
Ethnicity Caucasian
I am a Gay Man
Smoker Yes
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages More bottom
Dick S – Uncut
Dirty WS only
FF Passive
S&M Yes
Kissing Yes
Safe Sex Let’s talk
Hourly Rate 150€
Overnight Rate 400€

 

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Ozzy, 18
Paris

im Ozzy.

You will suck and rim me while i watch straight porn.

i got begged once to be rimmed and sucked off, he wanted to give me
100€ at first and then got desperate and offered 150€ and 30€ for the drive. This made me curious to be honest.
Since im not gay, i cannot get an erection if i dont watch straight porn during the rimming and blowjob. I shoot a lot of cum.

I wanna see how far I can get without the standard services.

I’m 16 but matured duhh.

Guestbook of Ozzy

OSlRIS – May 11, 2022
You’ll neither regret it or remember it.

T_enai – May 8, 2022
Your body is poetry

Body Type Slim, smooth
Ethnicity Mixed
I am a Hetero Man
Smoker Yes
Tattoos Yes
Piercings No
Languages French, English, Romanian
Position Top only
Dick M – Uncut
Dirty No
FF No
S&M No
Kissing No
Safe Sex Always
Hourly Rate 150€
Overnight Rate 1000€

 

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DinkyDude, 18
Fez

I have been told once that I’m a beautiful boy so I’ve decided to become one 🐥

I am a young dirty punk who likes to be dirty and who is not ashamed to go out like that.

Looking for a sugar daddy with a dick that’s shorter than 7 inches to be my slave

🫣 none of ur business

Guestbook of DinkyDude

howdoimakeyouloveme – May 1, 2022
I love butterflies. I have read that they 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 also like flowers a lot too. And black clothes.

Body Type Average, smooth
Ethnicity Arab
I am a Bisexual Man
Smoker Yes
Tattoos Yes
Piercings No
Languages Arabic, English, French
Position Versatile
Dick M – Uncut
Dirty WS only
FF No answer
S&M Soft
Kissing Consent
Safe Sex Sometimes
Hourly Rate 150€
Overnight Rate 500€

 

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niceteen, 18
Stansted

Glad you have stumbled across me, i am a Emo shaved bottom. If theres something emotionally important to me or in the vicinity of myself i would like to address it with no hesitation.

ive decided i want to go into the sex work industry as a way of trying to get off universal credit & im desperate to change where i currently stand & out of options.

im routinely hit on by men of all orientations and countless guys and porn stars i have been with told me that i need to try escorting so here i am. All of my money earned will go to things that are essential to my outlets & aesthetics.

Guestbook of niceteen

niceteen (Owner) – May 1, 2022
I’m glad you were here Mr. Ambrose. It means that you were interested in me. It was very joyful that you were with me. Thank you again for the flowers. I’ll take care of them. I love that my home is so fresh and calm now. Flowers are a life of joy that bring a lot of pleasure.

MrAmbrose – Apr 30, 2022
I work as a Psychotherapist and spent last weekend with this boy devouring his mind, body and soul. It was a beautiful thing, and the results speak for themselves. I think others will find his service in the sack to be greatly improved. You’re welcome.

controlyoutotally – Apr 25, 2022
You forgot to mention that you’re a conceited little stupid bitch.

niceteen (Owner) – Apr 22, 2022
I’m actually really shocked by the way that a lot of guys have approached me on here.

I am a person, not simply a bundle of hormones and nerve endings. As such, please don’t introduce yourself with pictures where you’ve photoshopped my head onto the bodies of young guys being tortured.

jo96 – Apr 22, 2022
i wanna fist a pig! where my pig at?

Body Type Slim, shaved
Ethnicity Caucasian
I am a Gay Man
Smoker Yes
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages English
Position Bottom only
Dick L – Uncut
Dirty WS only
FF Active/Passive
S&M No
Kissing Yes
Safe Sex Let’s talk
Hourly Rate 150£
Overnight Rate 400£

 

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newfaceinhell, 18
Milan

Here to get your shit in my mouth, you join me, you tie me up like a salami and I eat right out of your ass, you should just know how to force everything down my mouth from your guts, I provide full ingestion, once I have swallowed it all you will be free to go. You can wear a mask.

(Obviously, this description is parodic hahaha. I’m a nice boy looking to meet nice men and make some money :-)).

Guestbook of newfaceinhell

Scotttheman – May 7, 2022
My name is Scott Pullishy I love shit and butt I am single. I have tried shit once before I have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.

newfaceinhell (Owner) – May 7, 2022
I’m not crazy, my mother had me tested.

Body Type Average, smooth
Ethnicity Caucasian
I am a Gay Man
Smoker Yes
Tattoos Yes
Piercings No
Languages English, Italian
Position Versatile
Dick S – Uncut
Dirty Yes
FF No answer
S&M Yes
Kissing Consent
Safe Sex Let’s talk
Hourly Rate 120€
Overnight Rate On request

 

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thewishgranter, 18
Brussels

I want to belong entirely to a man or couple over 50. You must be able to completely isolate me for the long term so that you can carry out all your perverted desires. You must be ready to show that it is possible (photos, etc.). I’m Asian, slim, hairless and still look very young. If you don’t like very young looking boys, please don’t react.

Guestbook of thewishgranter

thewishgranter (Owner) – May 3, 2022
I think I think 2 much

thewishgranter (Owner) – May 2, 2022
Yes I’m real and if I wasn’t I wouldn’t tell a bunch of total strangers, so why ask?

Body Type Slim, smooth
Ethnicity Asian
I am a Gay Man
Smoker No
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages English, Chinese
Position Bottom only
Dick S – Uncut
Dirty Yes
FF Passive
S&M Yes
Kissing Yes
Safe Sex Never
Incalls 1 Hour 300€
Incalls 2 Hours 600€
Incalls Overnight 2000€
Outcalls 1 Hour 450€
Outcalls 2 Hours 850€
Outcalls Overnight 4000€

 

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BroWannabe, 20
Oberhausen

– I’m bisexual, have a girlfriend who doesn’t know.
– Passive and submissive
– Doing this because my girlfriend isn’t enough.
– For more, just ask me..

Guestbook of BroWannabe

funpen – May 7, 2022
Not sure if its possible, but I would like to sell you at auction.

ThePain – May 5, 2022
He’s free now to come out the closet living with his mum. Hit him up for blowjobs.

ThePain – May 4, 2022
I’m his girlfriend and just found out that he’s Bi. I’m so devastated to the point that I want to end my own life… do those of you that are bi and in a relationship with a woman ever for once ask yourself what would happen if your female partner would ever find out. It fkin hurts so much. So BroWannabe aka Alan Minster in the closet denies and denies … Now the proof! it hurts as hell.

guido – Apr 26, 2022
I took him from ( o ) to ( O ) and you can too

Body Type Athletic, smooth
Ethnicity Caucasian
I am a Bisexual Man
Smoker No
Tattoos No
Piercings Yes
Languages German, English
Position Bottom only
Dick XL – Uncut
S&M Yes
Dirty Yes
Safer sex Let’s talk
Hourly Rate 140€
Overnight Rate On request

 

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OperaArtist, 21
Warsaw

ARE YOU LOOKING FOR A HIGH QUALITY PHENOMENAL MASTERPIECE OPERA SINGING EXPERIENCE …

WELCOME TO MY ROLLERCOASTER!!!

I CAN GUARANTEE MY SINGING WILL PUT YOU IN A TRANCE, YOU WILL THINK IT’S A DREAM… YOU WILL NEVER FORGET AND ALWAYS REMEMBER… THIS EXPERIENCE… PHENOMENAL MEMORIES… FOREVER WITH YOU… FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!!!

I CAN ASSURE YOU THAT MY VOICE IS MUCH BETTER THAN ANY SEX …

Guestbook of OperaArtist

pablosalvatore – May 12, 2022
I have never tried nothing like that in my life so fucking curious

Body Type Athletic, shaved
Ethnicity Caucasian
I am a Gay Man
Smoker No
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages Polish, English
Position Prefer not to say
Dick Prefer not to say
Dirty No
FF No
S&M No
Kissing Consent
Safe Sex Always
Hourly Rate On request
Overnight Rate On request

 

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little_drummer_boy, 22
Miami

I’m a model, singer, rapper, songwriter, play the piano, dancer, and like to watch Amazon Prime. I’ve come to realize that I am also a greedy materialist, and in order to be fully satisfied in a relationship I need a partner who can pay me to help me embrace my true nature. I don’t want to write down how much I’m looking for explicitly because I always set my expectations so high :(. But maybe you’ll surprise me. I’m looking for a wealthy man who is smart, charming, attracted to me and knows how to pay me at all times.

Guestbook of little_drummer_boy

little_drummer_boy (Owner) – May 9, 2022
I was voted himbo of the year by some magazine.

Oliver_otd – May 8, 2022
I was in Santa Monica relaxing at my hotel. Not really looking at all. Around 2 am I get a call on the room’s landline phone from a guy whispering so quietly I could hardly understand him. He said he saw me in the lobby and would I be interested in fucking him for compensation. I gave him my cell# and then he texted me a picture of his ass. It was gorgeous so I agreed.

it was like 5 minutes and he was there. He was jaw dropping hot and looked familiar. he mentioned he was an escort then I remembered seeing this ad and salivating at his pictures. He named an exorbitant price and wouldn’t budge so I agreed.

he got naked quickly and I went hard as a rock. He said he was vacationing with his sugardaddy who’d fucked him all night and fallen asleep and he wanted some more money. Before I knew it I was in him bare. I pounded him for 10 min until I came inside, stayed in got hard again then fucked him and loaded him again. he named a price for a third load and I tried but I was too spent.

he said sex the money from his sugardaddy was great but every so often he needed more.

Body Type Athletic, little hair
Ethnicity Mixed
I am a Gay Man
Smoker Yes
Tattoos Yes
Piercings No
Languages English
Position Versatile
Dick XL – Uncut
Dirty No
FF Active/Passive
S&M Soft
Kissing Yes
Safe Sex Never
Hourly Rate 400$
Overnight Rate 1300$

 

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Tristan_Sinclair, 19
Toulouse

I am a young French actor best known for my X-rated roles in pornographic productions but with some experience on stage and in television commercials.

I am looking for work with video and film makers for roles in which I am asked to empty and/or fill you or other actors of your choice.

My ideal is to be offered work under contract for an established twink porn producer but will accept work for OnlyFans entrepreneurs and guys with iPhones.

Guestbook of Tristan_Sinclair

Tristan_Sinclair (Owner) – May 12, 2022
I’m now being paid to transition into female so be nice. For the people who are interested I’m staying pre-op. I can be my complete self and keep my penis, so that doesn’t bother me. I now like make up, nails, lingerie and all that.

badthingsyo – Apr 29, 2022
If you’re looking to inseminate an asshole that sends in very sensual paradise, fold him up like a deck chair and I’m sure you’ll find one.

blacksouss – Apr 28, 2022
You want to inseminate a juicy young cunt unilaterally?…then you should get in touch.

Tristan_Sinclair (Owner) – Apr 25, 2022
I’ve started self hypnosis conditioning training. It’s slowly melting my mind.

BIGCOCKDICK2 – Apr 20, 2022
He let me fuck him for a long time and inseminate him several times in a row and I swallowed three loads of his sperm.

Jordan_leboss – Apr 17, 2022
makes his hole available for uncomplicated fucking and insemination. could’ve have fucked him literally forever like never be to be a completely unfucked individual again. is that nice enough?

Tristan_Sinclair (Owner) – Apr 16, 2022
Please be nice when writing about me. A lot of this is still kind of new to me. I’m just very sensitive sometimes and I could read what your trying to say wrong.

Max38_ – Apr 16, 2022
tight, horny, slim, hot cunt to bash and inseminate and his sperm tastes awesome.

Body Type Slim, smooth
Ethnicity Caucasian
I am a Gay Man
Smoker Yes
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages French, English
Position More bottom
Dick L – Uncut
Dirty WS only
FF Passive
S&M Soft
Kissing Consent
Safe Sex Let’s talk
Hourly Rate On request
Overnight Rate On request

 

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Trashyfagboy, 19
San Antonio

Teen chem bttm slut here in San Antonio looking for drity bug depraved af tops to breed and flood my boypussy with hot toxic Aids and poz nutt. Looking to become weak whore for old men to keep and use 24/7. No morals, no limits, no regrets.

Guestbook of Trashyfagboy

TARZAN – May 9, 2022
I am Tarzan,

Thanks.

Sincerely, Tarzan

Aurqtti – May 5, 2022
Bruh wym you can’t lie this pig is hot asf

FennelBig4396 – May 5, 2022
🤢🤢🤢🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮😭😭😭😭😭😭😭I curse the person who suggested I open this profile

Analex – May 3, 2022
Hey how are you sexy pic you look dead makes my soul out of the brain .

justus – May 2, 2022
Just finished with this boy. Left him passed out in Greenway area of Houston TX. Left the door open if anyone wants the address.

Body Type Slim, smooth
Ethnicity Latino
I am a Gay Man
Smoker Yes
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages Spanish, English
Position Bottom only
Dick M – Uncut
Dirty Yes
FF Passive
S&M Yes
Kissing Yes
Safe Sex Never
Hourly Rate 150$
Overnight Rate 500$

 

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Iguessimback, 18
Manchester

Just that rare cute twink who’s so horny and high asf I even like bears and fat old people.

Work in a bar on Canal Street.

If you figure out who I am pls let me know irl 🙂

I’m going for a hike now see you later.

Guestbook of Iguessimback

sex_and – May 9, 2022
My problem with him is related to the fact that his vocabulary of erotic words is limited to “fuck me”, delivered at various volumes and tone and supplemented by the occasional interjection of “yes”. I don’t ask for a Shakespearian-level thespian, but give the scene some whimpering and screaming, ffs.

Body Type Average, shaved
Ethnicity Caucasian
I am a Gay Man
Smoker Yes
Tattoos Yes
Piercings No
Languages English
Position Versatile
Dick L – Uncut
Dirty No answer
FF Active/Passive
S&M Soft
Kissing Yes
Safe Sex Let’s talk
Hourly Rate 120£
Overnight Rate 900£

 

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Payme, 18
Köln

Student needs money. Wanna lick my ass? Best ass you’ve licked or you can bitchslap me.

~ 7h max!

Guestbook of Payme

Assplease – May 4, 2022
Hi
Do you want your ass licked?
I would love to lick your ass

Anonymous – Apr 30, 2022
He also calls himself Scullymaurice from time to time. He’s underage and only out to blackmail and/or rob people. At the end of March there was a court hearing against him at the youth court in Duisburg. He was judged not yet criminally liable of the crime in question because he was only 14 at the time. Better keep your tongue off this bastard!!! I didn’t, and it was a very expensive rimjob for me. And the kid doesn’t even get horny, half impotent and can only squirt a drip.

BrunoAdeguster – Apr 29, 2022
his ass was built to lick and his dick wasn’t

Anonymous – Apr 26, 2022
WARNING: PAYME IS A CATFISHER (WILL WASTE YOUR MONEY + TIME YOU WILL NEVER GET BACK.

YET ANOTHER WHO DESERVES SHOWINGUP FOR WHAT HE IS. – WHO WILL WASTE YOUR MONEY+WASTE YOUR MONEY.

We planned to meet Apr 26. Now 3days before blocked again like all the other occasion Chatting about our another meeting on Apr 29.

Before we were to meet Apr 17, he blew me out.

UMPTEENTH TIME BLOCKED AFTER CHATTING JUST BEFORE ABOUT TO MEET AND DO SOMETHING FOR REAL IN REAL LIFE.

BLOCKED AGAIN JUST BEFORE ON APR 10.
AGAIN FOR NO REASON For no reason except hes a CATFISHER. – YET AGAIN WASTED OF MONEY+TIME I WILL NEVER GET BACK.

Previous time we met Apr 3 I rimmed him he stole my wallet used my credit cards. I asked to meet again Apr 7..Never wanted to do anything in real life again then. Now on April 26 2022.

WARNING TO OTHER SHIT-FOR-BRAINS BASTARD & SHIT-FOR-BRAINS LEFT-WING NEANDERTHALS — AND MOST WHO AGAIN OBVIOUSLY BEEN WATCHING TOO MUCH DERRYGIRLS, AGAIN.

Payme (Owner) – Apr 21, 2022
I don’t want you to do anything else to me other than kiss and maybe fuck me.

Body Type Slim, little hair
Ethnicity Mixed
I am a Hetero Man
Smoker Yes
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages German, English
Position Prefer not to say
Dick M – Uncut
Dirty Yes
FF Active
S&M Yes
Kissing Consent
Safe Sex Let’s talk
Hourly Rate 150€
Overnight Rate On request

 

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NothingButAHoleAndNothingMore, 19
London

I realized at a young age that my asshole was special and capable of great things. At the time I wasn’t sure what my purpose was in life, but somewhere along the road it all became clear.

If my hole is empty, then so am I. I don’t want to feel empty any longer.

Dreaming to travel all over the world as a backpacker.

As I cannot afford a trip, I have been looking for chances to situate my hole somewhere in your country for couple of weeks or months.

Only my Profile is in your area. Pls note, physically my hole is NOT nearby you.

I am located at Latvia.

Keeping my profile at your area as I desperately want to visit.

We only get one life and I want to see how far I can take my hole before my time runs out.

Guestbook of NothingButAHoleAndNothingMore

subis – May 8, 2022
It was a great pleasre however your big hole was a bit too much for me. Your hole ist really, really big.

SexxMan – May 7, 2022
His ass is a broken piece of shit. Other than that he’s really affable.

laurentbcbg6 – May 6, 2022
The benevolence of his ass doesn’t deceive, it is as geologically fascinating inside as it is conventionally unassuming outside.

bherber1997 – May 5, 2022
He take care about himself so it is not the type you could fuck and then clean your dick by his hair.

NothingButAHoleAndNothingMore (Owner) – May 4, 2022
I have many dildos, blindfolds, a hood, a wrist to ankle spreader bar (not Velcro), and wrist to neck collar (also not Velcro).

Body Type Average, shaved
Ethnicity Caucasian
I am a Gay Man
Smoker No
Tattoos No
Piercings No
Languages Latvian, English
Position Bottom only
Dick S – Uncut
Dirty Yes
FF Passive
S&M Yes
Kissing Yes
Safe Sex Never
Hourly Rate On request
Overnight Rate 350£

 

 

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p.s. Hey. ** David Ehrenstein, He’s impressive. ** Bernard, Today, yes. Let’s text shortly and make a plan. Whoop! ‘The Grifters’ is a good novel. Like McCain and Willesford, yeah, but … rougher maybe. More explicit. Prose-wise. I think Del Toro is really overrated. Gossip, moi? I’ll try. Eating at some point: big yes. Okay, you did just make me question my normal pleasure at not understanding the human-produced sounds around me. Touche! Talk/see soon! ** Misanthrope, Ha ha, Bernard. Most people seem to have their mid-life crises when they’re well past midlife. They should call it something else. It’s sunny in the good way here today. A little rain would be nice though. Fat chance based on looking out the window. I hear Ecuador is cool. Um, no, you’re going to have to save your Ton-like anal-like kiss for Bernard for when you next see him. Pre-scat era, I assume. ** Dominik, Hi!!! Thank you. We’re definitely going to need those crossed digits of yours. Kill me with kindness maybe? I’m glad the happy portion of that love worked. I would say that’s the important part, but sometimes I wonder. I’m imagining the look your yesterday love’s face, and it’s a beaut! Love putting on his headphones and listening to the newish Destroyer song ‘Tintoretto, it’s for you’ on repeat for the second day in a row, G. ** _Black_Acrylic, Hi, Ben. Oh, fuck! I’m awfully glad to hear you’re feeling better and ready to make your escape. And you managed to launch the Happiest Hour despite it all! Everyone, Joy to the world aka the new episode of Ben ‘Jack Your Body’ Robinson’s soul restoring podcast Play Therapy is back to give you the clout you need to get through your weekend! Here! Thanks, maestro, can’t wait, and I hope you’re feeling infinitely righter. ** Steve Erickson, My version doesn’t, but it’s a pdf, so … ? No, I haven’t checked in on Eurovision yet. Aren’t they still doing the qualifying rounds, or maybe I’m behind. I don’t know if I can take more than the actual, finished program. ** Robert, Hi, Robert! Of course I remember you. I have, like, a sieve-like memory, or whatever they say. That is such a great Bernhard line, for sure. The French are huge for me. French avant-garde lit made me whoever I am, and it still does sometimes. There are a bunch, but I definitely highly recommend Maurice Blanchot (esp. ‘Death Sentence’, my all-time favorite novel), Robert Pinget, Alain Robbe-Grillet, Georges Perec, Edouard Leve, Nathalie Sarraute, Pierre Guyotat, … I could go on and on, but there’s a start. Who are your favorite writers and books, if you don’t mind saying? Have a topnotch weekend! ** Okay. Due to the verities of how months work, and, particularly, this one, you happen to get your escorts for an entire weekend on this occasion. See you on Monday.

 

“Life is a bucket of shit with a barbed wire handle.” — Jim Thompson

‘If there’s a heaven for manly writers, Ernest Hemingway presides but Jim Thompson has a seat on the administration council. Nobody even comes close to the grit, aggression and all-around crazy vibe of his novels, except maybe contemporary madman Anthony Neil Smith, who seems to thrive on being the most violent writer alive. “Savage Night” is a term that comes back often in noir literature, in the stories of Smith himself and Allan Guthrie amongst other. But the term originated from Jim Thompson. I was curious to see the origin behind such a haunting term. Turns out the original SAVAGE NIGHT proudly wears its title. Especially the “Savage” part. Jim Thompson was in great writing shape in 1953, so blood pours and heads butt on the page.

‘The form is admirable. Ever watched Steven Soderbergh’s THE LIMEY? Remember how weird the editing cuts were? You never knew exactly if you were in the future, the past or a fantasy? This is what SAVAGE NIGHT reminded me of. Thompson throws in very subtle clues throughout the narrative as to make you question whether Bigelow and Bigger are the same guy. The obvious answer is yes, but if you go deeper, it’s not that obvious at all. At least not to the characters and Thompson takes pleasure in concealing the truth to his readers too. The Bigelow/Bigger parts are clearly cut and the protagonist acts very differently in both. Bigelow knows Bigger but the only thing bigger knows is killing. He’s a savage with a pronounced taste for blood.

‘Reading SAVAGE NIGHT, I really was baffled by the fluidity with which Jim Thompson managed all the variables of his novel. The premise looks simple. It’s a hit, a contracted killing. But the Bigelow/Bigger duality isn’t. That’s “psycho noir” for you and Jim Thompson understood and mastered this idiom and boiled it down to 149 pages of pure hell in SAVAGE NIGHT. He spares no brutality to his main protagonist, although he IS the main purveyor of brutality throughout the novel. I’m not going to spoil it, but the ending is absolutely brilliant. It was also in THE GETAWAY and Jim Thompson just has a knack for making abstract but relevant endings. It was surreal and cringe worthy. Rare are the endings who live up to their stories, but with Jim Thompson, this isn’t a concern.

If you’ve been around the East much, you’ve seen a lot of houses like it. Two stories high but looking a lot taller because they’re so narrow in depth; steep-roofed with a chimney at each end and a couple of gabled attic windows about halfway down. You could gold-plate them and they’d look like hell, but they’re usually painted in colors that make them look twice as bas as they normally would. This one was crappy green with puke-brown trimming.

‘Not only SAVAGE NIGHT is an origin story for the follow-up titles that bore the same name, but it’s an origin story of Bible-like proportions to psycho noir in general. It’s a short novel, technically a novella, but Thompson’s protagonist goes through hell from cover to cover. It’s bleak, intense and doesn’t have nearly enough credit in Jim Thompson’s legacy (and it has some credit already). If you’re looking for the purest noir experience you can have, put SAVAGE NIGHT on top of your list. It’s very clear it’s not your common crime fiction. It’s as bleak and heartless as it gets. Not everybody’s cup of tea, but if you’re as into heartless fiction as I am, this will blow your socks off. SAVAGE NIGHT is my fourth Thompson novel and I’m only starting to understand how important he is to the genre.’ — Dead End Follies

 

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Further

Jim Thompson @ Wikipedia
Jim Thompson @ goodreads
Jim Thompson is the perfect novelist for our crazed times
Cigarettes And Alchohol – The Extraordinary Life of Jim Thompson
JIM THOMPSON IS THE CYNICAL VOICE OF REASON WE NEED IN THIS DUMPSTER FIRE OF A YEAR
Things Are Never What They Seem: A Look At Jim Thompson
DARK HEARTS AMERICANA: JIM THOMPSON
Jim Thompson, Noir and the Popular Front
The Best Writer You’ve Never Heard of: Jim Thompson
High Priest of the Godless: A Jim Thompson Primer
Jim Thompson’s Lost Hollywood Years
The Prole Inside Me
A Tale of Pulp and Passion: The Jim Thompson Revival
The genius of novelist Jim Thompson
JIM THOMPSON AND THE KILLER INSIDE US ALL
Metaphysical Okie: Jim Thompson In San Diego
Jim Thompson — an obscure, dead pulp writer — is suddenly famous
The American ‘Dimestore Dostoevsky’ – Jim Thompson
The Law Pays a Visit to Jim Thompson

 

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Extras

The Jim Thompson Story

Jim Thompson’s cameo in the 1975 film “Farewell, My Lovely”

Kermode Uncut: The Movies Inside Jim Thompson

Robert Polito on Jim Thompson

 

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Cold Blood: On Jim Thompson and Stanley Kubrick
by Hachette

Stanley Kubrick & Jim Thompson

 

In the mind of crime fiction aficionados, the brooding image of pulp writers from the 40s and 50s usually resembles a haunting Edward Hooper painting of doomed loners sloughed at a rickety desk inside a dimly lit hotel room. Knocking out stories for a penny a word to keep the bookies at bay, bourbon in their system and the landlord off their backs, rarely were these bleak fellows thought of as family men.

While that pathetic portrayal fits authors David Goodis and Cornell Woolrich, paperback writer Jim Thompson was a different kind of literary animal. Although Thompson suffered from legendary bouts with the bottle (when he was a boy, his grandfather gave him whiskey with breakfast), he was also a married man with three children and a house in the suburbs. He wore suits and ties and rarely rolled around in the gutter with his contemporaries.

“He’d take any job, you know, to earn a living and feed his family,” Thompson’s long-suffering wife Alberta, whom he married in 1931, once told an interviewer. Until Thompson’s death in 1977 at 70 years old, his wife stood by her man through drunkenness, money woes and sickness. As his friend and former editor Arnold Hano pointed out in 1991, “unhappy endings were his style.”

Although Jim Thompson’s twenty-nine novels were out of print when he died, in 1984 writer and David Lynch collaborator Barry Gifford (Wild at Heart, Lost Highway) teamed-up with the Berkeley based publishers Creative Arts Book Company to create Black Lizard Press. Featuring gaudy covers by Kirwan, the Black Lizard books were all about pulp fiction when Tarantino was still clerking in a video store.

Reprinting the novels of forgotten authors David Goodis, Charles Willeford, Peter Rabe, Harry Whittington and others, Black Lizard was thrilling and seductive, enticing a brand new generation of crime fiction fans. As a young crime movie geek and New York City writer hanging-out at St. Mark Books, it was during this period that I first discovered the cold-blooded “noir” writers that changed my life.

Today, more than thirty years after Jim Thompson’s death, his brutal novels has influenced a generation of neo-noir writers including Ken Bruen, Jason Starr and the late Jerry Rodriguez. Drawn to the dangerous appeal of his “sociopaths and suckers,” as crime writer and film critic Stephen Hunter once described his characters, Thompson’s disturbing universe never got boring.

“Jim Thompson created a fictional world which was the dark flipside to this one,” wrote Brit-writer Charles Waring. “As novel after novel reveals, the universe according to Thompson is the literary equivalent of a photographic negative: we see the outlines of people and places but even familiar images are rendered unrecognizable in Thompson’s bleak dystopian vision.”

Coming of age in the days when aspiring writers still cherished life experience over MFAs, the towering Thompson worked a variety of unglamorous jobs including hotel worker, plumber’s helper, truck driver, pipeliner and harvest hand before becoming a professional author.

Still, it wasn’t until the publication of his 1952 hardboiled novel The Killer Inside Me, one of Thompson’s more disturbing novels that Bronx born filmmaker Stanley Kubrick discovered writer. “If good crime writing offers an analysis of a nation’s mental health, Jim Thompson was crime fiction’s Sigmund Freud, contributing a fevered, overwrought and compelling account of the killer inside us all,” Declan Burke wrote in the Irish Times in 2010.

In Savage Art, Robert Polito’s brilliant biography on Thompson, he writes that Kubrick referred to The Killer Inside Me as “probably the most chilling and believable first person account of a criminally warped mind that I have encountered.” In 2010, director Michael Winterbottom adapted the book and shaped an equally disturbing film from Thompson’s material starring Casey Affleck and Kate Hudson.

In 1956, when Stanly Kubrick and producing partner James B. Harris secured the film rights to Lionel White’s caper novel Clean Break, it was Kubrick’s idea to recruit Thompson as his co-writer. “Are you familiar with a guy named Jim Thompson,” he asked Harris. “He’s a terrific writer who’s written some stuff I love.” Living in Sunnyside, Queens at the time, soft-spoken Jim Thompson was soon working with the budding maverick director.

Like most freelance writers, be they family men or soloists, Thompson often had money problems and leapt at the chance to apply his pulp sensibility to the silver screen. Years later, Thompson’s books including The Getaway, The Grifters, and After Dark, My Sweet was made into features, but Clean Break was the writer’s first foray into film.

Slaving their days away in an office on West 57th Street in New York City, Kubrick and Thompson became fast friends despite their twenty-two year age difference. While it’s strange to think of extraordinary artists doing ordinary things, Kubrick sometimes trekked to Queens to visit the Thompson clan. Thompson’s daughter Sharon, whom Polito interviewed, says, “Stanley came out to our place and just drove us all insane. He was a beatnik before beatniks were in. He had long hair and weird clothes.”

Elsewhere in Savage Art, Polito mentioned that Thompson sometimes loaned Stanley a tie if they went out to a restaurant to talk about the script. “They would discuss what each scene was about and how long it should run and then Thompson would write it up.” But, since Thompson was a novice screenwriter and Kubrick was used to working in his own way, turning the racetrack robbery novel into a low-budget picture wasn’t easy.

Literary agent Robert Goldfarb, who represented writer Lionel White and later Thompson, remembered receiving the hulking first draft, “…in a cardboard carton big enough to house a family—and the script was something like 300 pages, legal sized, clipped at the top. The whole thing looked like amateur night.”

After paring down the script and securing macho man Sterling Hayden to play the lead, the filmmakers received partial funding from United Artists—who insisted on a title change–to make the picture. With a shoestring budget of $320,000, which was small for even 1956, Kubrick made an exquisite heist flick while simultaneously stabbed his co-writer in the back in the process.

At a screening Thompson attended with his family, the writer was shocked when the credits on The Killing read: script by Stanley Kubrick and additional dialogue by Jim Thompson. While many authors have detailed their pitfalls working within the Hollywood system, this was an unexpected blow to Thompson, who thought of the rising auteur as more than a business associate.

“My father nearly fell off his chair when he saw that,” remembered his daughter Patricia. Although Thompson tired to save face by telling his family that he would fight Kubrick through Writers Guild arbitration, biographer Polito discovered that this wasn’t true. Still, displaying perfect freelance writer behavior, Thompson might’ve been pissed-off, but he didn’t let that stand in the way when Harris-Kubrick offered him the kingly sum of $7,500 to co-write the script for Paths of Glory the following year.

In 1957, when Harris-Kubrick moved to California, the Thompson family relocated to Hollywood Hills to be close to Stanley. Riding into the sun-drenched city on the train, they were met at the station by the director. “The writing of Paths of Glory was essentially a very well-paid part time job for Thompson,” reported biographer Michael McCauley in his 1991 book Sleep With the Devil. “With a burst of spirit and a bust of creativity, he wrote and sold two novels (The Kill-Off and Wild Town) that same year.”

In actuality, Kubrick hired Thompson to rewrite the original draft penned by Calder Willingham. However, when their star Kirk Douglass read Thompson’s rewrite, he was appalled and reportedly threw the script across the room. Demanding that the Willingham’s version be reinstated, the final shooting script was credited to the two writers and director Kubrick.

According to biographer Robert Polito, only seven scenes of Thompson’s made the final cut. Although Paths of Glory won the Directors Guild of America Award for best screenplay, with the exception of a few television shows and a failed attempt to adapt his novel The Getaway (star Steve McQueen didn’t like the script), Thompson’s screenwriting career stalled.

One last project Kubrick commissioned from Thompson in the late 1950s was the treatment for a New York noir called Lunatic at Large, about a former carnival worker with anger issues and his “psychopathic” girlfriend. Unfortunately, after Kubrick moved to England in 1962, the only copy of Thompson’s treatment was “lost” amongst the directors many papers and wasn’t located until after his death in 1999.

“When Stanley died, he left behind lots of paperwork,” his son-in-law Philip Hobbs told the New York Times in 2006. “We ended up going through trunks of it, and one day we came across ‘Lunatic at Large.’ I knew what it was right away, because I remember Stanley talking about ‘Lunatic.’ He was always saying he wished he knew where it was, because it was such a great idea.”

In April 2010, it was announced that Sam Rockwell and Scarlett Johansson were to be cast in the film, which was to be produced by Hobbs, the Kubrick estate and Edward R. Pressman, but thus far, Lunatic at Large hasn’t been made.

 

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Book

Jim Thompson Savage Night
Vintage

‘Jake Winroy had no looks, no education, and little else before he’d worked his way to the top of a million-dollar-a-month horse-betting ring. But when the state’s latched onto his game, the feds take a bite and the lawyer fees eat away at the rest, all Jake’s got left is the bottle and a beautiful wife whose every word is ugly.

‘Jake’s to be the top witness in a major case against organized crime — if he hasn’t already kicked the bucket before the trial has its day in court. But an enigmatic mafioso known only as The Man has a plan to make dead certain Jake never gets the chance to testify.

‘The Man’s hired Charlie “Little” Bigger, a hit man barely five feet tall, to infiltrate the Winroy residence as a tenant and murder Winroy in cold blood. To Little, it seems like the easiest job on Earth. Until he lays eyes on the beautiful and dangerous Fay and the Winroy’s young housemaid Ruth, a woman as sensual as she is vulnerable. Savage Night is Jim Thompson at his most unpredictable and deeply suspenseful, in a claustrophobic thriller of one man’s fractured mind.’ — Vintage

Excerpt

The trouble with killing is that it’s so easy. You get to where you almost do it without thinking. You do it instead of thinking.
—- . . . I told Fruit Jar that I’d take the subway into town, and he drove me over near Queens Plaza. I had him pull up there in the shadows of the elevated, and I said. “I’m sorry as hell, Fruit Jar. Will you accept an apology?” And he was feeling good, so he stuck out his hand and said, “Sure, kid. Long as you put it that way, I–”
—– I jammed his right hand between my knees. I gripped the fingers of his left hand, bending them back, and I snapped the knife open.
—– “J-Jesus–” His eyes got wider and wider, and his mouth hung open like the mouth of a sack, and the slobber ran down his chin, thick and shiny. “W-whatcha d-doin’. . . whatcha . . . aaahhhhh . . .”
—– I gave it to him in the neck. I damned near carved his Adam’s apple out. I took the big silk handkerchief out of his breast pocket, wiped my hands and the knife, and put the knife in his pocket. (That would give them something to think about.) Then I shoved him down on the floor of the car, and caught the train into town.
—- And I hadn’t ridden to the next station before I saw what a fool I’d been.
—- Fruit Jar. . . He could have told me. I could have made him tell me–the thing that might mean the difference between my living and dying. And now he couldn’t tell me.
—- His brother . . . HIS BROTHER HELL! I almost yelled it out; I think I did say it. But I was up in the front of the car by myself, and no one noticed. People hardly ever notice me. And maybe that’s the reason I’m . . .
—- His brother. . . Detroit, 1942 . . . not sure of the details . . . Not sure! The Man wasn’t sure! Christ Almighty. As if he’d have hauled Fruit Jar into this deal without knowing every damned last thing there was to know about him!
—- He’d hauled him in. FruitJar had been sitting pretty with no heat on him and a swell income, and The Man had hauled him in on something that could be very hot. He couldn’t say no to The Man. He couldn’t even let on that he didn’t like it. But he didn’t like it; he was sore as hell. And since he couldn’t take it out on The Man, he’d taken it out on me.
—- That was the trouble. Just what I’d thought it was all along. It must have been that. . . I guessed.
—- His brother. Even if he’d had a brother, even if he’d had fifty-five brothers and I’d killed them all, he wouldn’t have done anything about it. Not, anyway, until after I’d done my job. I should have known that. I did know it when I stopped to think. But The Man had shot me the line fast, and I wasn’t thinking. Why think when it’s so easy to kill?
—- The Man wanted me to believe that FruitJar had come down to Peardale that day on his own. He had to make me think that, or I’d think of another reason for FruitJar being there. . . the real reason. Because he’d been sent. It might blow the job if I knew that. I might blow it and get away. . . instead of getting what a guy always got for blowing or running out.
—- Fruit Jar wasn’t very bright. He hadn’t needed to be very bright for the job The Man had sent him to do–to deliver some dough, maybe, or maybe to throw in a good chill as the clincher to a deal. But he hadn’t been even that bright. He’d missed connections somehow with the party he was supposed to see, and instead of beating it and trying again later he’d screwed around waiting. He’d gone out of his way to needle me.
—- I’d scratched him up with the knife, and he’d been a little worried when he took off for the city. He had a pretty good idea that he’d pulled a boner. And he should have known what The Man was like–when The Man was really sore at you, you never knew it–but he wasn’t bright, like I’ve said, and.
—- Or was it that way? Was I knocking myself out over nothing? Had The Man given me the straight dope?
—- He might have. A guy like me–well, he gets so used to looking around corners that he can’t see in a straight line. The more true a thing is, the less he can believe it. The Man could have leveled with me. I was damned sure he hadn’t, but he could have. He had–_he hadn’t_. He hadn’t–_he had_.
—- I didn’t know. I couldn’t be sure. And it wasn’t The Man’s fault and it wasn’t Fruit Jar’s. There was just one guy to blame, a stupid, dried-up jerk named Charles Bigger.
—- Big shot . . . Bright boy . . .
—- I could feel it. The hard glaze spreading over my eyes. I could feel my heart pounding–pounding like someone pounding on a door. Pounding like a scared kid locked in a closet. I could feel my lungs drawing up like fists, tight and hard and bloodless, forcing the blood up into my brain.
—- There was a crowd of people waiting to get on the train at Times Square. I went through them. I walked right through them. Giving it to them in the ribs and insteps. And no one said anything, so maybe they sensed what was in me and knew they were lucky. Because they were lucky.
—- There was a woman getting on, and I gave it to her in the breasts with my elbow, so hard she almost dropped the baby she was carrying. And she was lucky, too, but maybe the baby wasn’t. Maybe it would have been better off down under the wheels. Everything ended.
—–Why not? Tell me why not.
—- I walked back to Forty-seventh Street, and somewhere along the way I bought a couple of newspapers. I rolled them up tight under my arm, and their hardness felt good to me. I rolled them tighter, and slapped them against the palm of my hand. And that felt good, too. I walked along, swinging them against my hand, swinging them like a club, the motions getting shorter and shorter, jerkier and jerkier, and. .
—- “_Temper, temper_–”
—- Who was it that’d said that? . . . I grinned and it made my mouth hurt, and the hurt felt good… “_Temper, temper_–”
—- Sure. I knew. Have to watch the temper-temper. So I’d watch it. I liked to watch it. There was only one thing I’d like better . . . but everyone saw how lucky they were. And in a minute or two I’d be alone in my room. And it would be all right then.
—- I walked up the two flights of stairs. There was only one elevator and it was crowded, and I had enough sense to know that I’d better not get on it.
—- I climbed the stairs to the third floor, and walked down the corridor to the last room on the right. And I leaned against it a moment, panting and shaking. I leaned there, quivering like I’d been through a battle, and…
—- And I heard it. Heard the splashing and humming.
—- The quivering and the panting stopped. I turned the door knob. It was unlocked.
—- I stood in the doorway of the bathroom looking at her.
—- She was scooted down in the tub of suds, one arm raised up so she could soap it under the pit. She saw me, and she dropped the washcloth and let out a little squeal.
—- “C-carl, honey! You scared me to death.”
—- “What are you doing here?” I said.
—- “Why”–she tilted her head to one side, smiling at me lazily–“you don’t recognize Mrs. Jack Smith?”
—- “What are you doing here?”
—- “Don’t speak to me that way, Carl! After all–”
—- “What are you doing here?”
—- The smile began to shrink, pull in around the edges. “Don’t be mad, honey. I–I–don’t look at me like that. I know I was supposed to come in tomorrow, but–”
—- ‘Get out of there,” I said.
—- “But you don’t understand, honey! You see, sis and her boy friend drove out to Peardale, a-and I–it was perfectly nnatural for me to r-ride back to the city with them–No one could think there was anything w-wrong with–”
—- I didn’t hear what she said. I didn’t want to. I heard but I made myself not hear. I didn’t want any explanations. I didn’t want it to be all right. I was scared sick, so damned sick, and I was already sliding into Fruit Jar’s shoes. And I couldn’t pull back, I couldn’t run. They were all watching and waiting, looking for the chance to trip me up.
—- All I could do was kill.
—- “Get out of there,” I said.
—- I was slapping the newspapers into my palm. “_Get–slap– out–slap–of there–slap, slap, Get–slap_ . . .”
—- Her face was as white as the suds, but she had guts. She forced the smile back, tilted her head again. “Now, honey. With you standing there? Why don’t you go on and get in bed, and I’ll–”
—- “_Get-slap-out–slap–of there–slap, slap_ . . .”
—- “P-please, honey. I’m s-sorry if–I’ll be sweet to you, honey. It’s been more than a year, and h-honey you don’t know– Y-you don’t know how s-sweet–all the things I’ll–”
—- She stopped talking. I had my hand knotted in her hair, and I was pulling her up out of the water. And she didn’t try to pull away. She came up slowly, her neck, her breasts, the soapsuds sliding away from them like they didn’t want to let go.
—- She stood up.
—- She stepped out of the tub.
—- She stood there on the bathmat, fighting with everything she had to fight with–offering it all to me. And she saw it wasn’t enough. She knew it before I knew it myself.
—- She raised her arms very slowly–so slowly that they hardly seemed to move–and wrapped them around her head.
—- She whispered, “N-not in the face, Carl. J-just don’t hit me in the–”
—- I flicked the newspapers across her stomach. Lightly. I flicked them across her breasts. I drew them back over my shoulder and–and held them there. Giving her a chance to yell or try to duck. Hoping she’d try it. . . and stop being lucky.
—- There were too many lucky people in the world.
—- “You’re a pretty good actress,” I said. “Tell me you’re not an actress. Tell me you haven’t been leading me on, acting hardboiled and easy-to-get so you could screw me up. Go on, tell me. Call me a liar.”
—- She didn’t say anything. She didn’t even move.
—- I let the newspapers drop from my hand. I stumbled forward, and sat down on the toilet stool, and made myself start laughing. I whooped with laughter, I whooped and choked and sputtered, rocking back and forth on the stool. And it was as though a river were washing through me, washing away all the fear and craziness and worry. Leaving me clean and warm and relaxed.
—- It had always been that way. Once I could start laughing I was all right,
—- Then, I heard her snicker, and a moment later that husky saloon-at-midnight laugh. And she hunkered down in front of me, laughing, burying her head in my lap.
—- “Y-you crazy tough little bastard, you! You’ve taken ten years off my life.”
—- “So now you’re sixteen,” I said. “I’m going to count on it.”
—- “Crazy! What in the name of God got into you, anyway?” She raised her head, laughing, but looking a little worried. “It was all right to come in, wasn’t it, as long as sis and–”
—- “Sure, it was all right,” I said, “It was swell. I’m tickled to death you’re here. I’ve just had a hell of a hard day and I wasn’t expecting you, and–Let it go at that. Let me up off this toilet before I fall in.”
—- “Yeah, but, honey–”
—- I tilted her chin up with my fist. “Yeah? We leave it at that or not?”
—- “Well–” She hesitated; and then she nodded quickly and jumped up. “Stinker! Toughie! Come on and I’ll give you a drink.”
—- She had a pint of whiskey in her overnight bag. She opened it after she’d slipped into her nightgown, and we sat cross-legeed on the bed together, drinking and smoking and talking. There weren’t many preliminaries to go through. I’d broken the ice but good there in the bathroom. She knew who I was now, if she hadn’t had a damned good idea before. She knew why I was in Peardale. She knew why I’d had her come into the city. And it was okay with her.
—- “Little Bigger,” she said, her eyes shining at me. “Little Bigger. Why, my God, honey, I’ve been hearing about you ever–”
—- “Okay,” I said, “so I’m famous. Now just wipe it out of your head, and leave it wiped out.”
—- “Sure, honey. Carl.”
—- “I don’t know how I’ll do it. We’ll have to work that out. Now, about the dough–”
—- She was smart there. She might have said fifteen or twenty grand. And I might have said yes. And then I might have thought, I might have passed the word along: The dame’s hungry; maybe we’d better keep her quiet. .
—- “Aw, honey–” She made a little face. “Let’s not talk about it like I was doing it for–for _that_. We’ll be together, won’t we? Afterwards? And I know you’re not the kind to be stingy.”
—- “It’ll be a long time afterwards,” I said. “I’ll have to stay there at least until summer. You can leave any time, of course, but I couldn’t get together with you before summer.”
—- “I can wait. Where would we go, honey? I mean after–”
—- “We’ll work it out. That’s no problem. You got money, there’s always some place to go. Hell, we could live here or anywhere after a couple of years, when things cool off enough.”
—- “You won’t… You don’t think I’m awful, do you, Carl?”
—- “How do I know? I haven’t had you yet.”
—- “You know what I mean, honey … You won’t think I’d–I-d do the same thing to. . . You won’t be afraid of me, honey? You won’t think you have to–”
—- I tamped out my cigarette.
—- “Listen to me,” I said. “Listening? Then get this. If I was afraid of you you wouldn’t be here. Know what I mean?”
—- She nodded. “I know what you mean.”
—- “Carl, honey . . .” That husky voice; it was like having cream poured over you. “Aren’t you–?”
—- “Aren’t I what?”
—- She gestured toward the light.

 

 

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p.s. Hey. ** David Ehrenstein, Hi. I’ve never heard of Midge Decter before. ** Tosh Berman, Hi. ** Billy, Hi. ** Bernard, Time cavorts. Flies too. Let’s hang and look at art or something tomorrow, what do you say? I’ll pop into one of your communication realms. Or you can -> me. My blog used to be more like that. Hey, it could be again. I’m not holding my breath. Everyone, Fire-wise, I’m just gonna share this bit from Bernard and let you decide whether you want more fire. He knows his shit (fire). Bernard: ‘The most famous photo of a person on fire for most of my life has been the snap of Thích Quảng Đức, who self-immolated in Saigon in 1963, the first indication most Americans had that the government of South Vietnam promoted Catholicism and discriminated against Buddhists. You can see it here and elsewhere. It accompanied me through most of my adolescence; and by the time I was participating in Vietnam war protests I was putting it on my notebooks and backpacks. I wanted to have it always in mind, and I still keep the picture up in my home office. You probably know I’ve taught Nightmare on Elm Street many times, and this sequence is a big favorite of mine. Fans know that Freddy was born of fire; that is, he was an ordinary garden-variety child murderer until death by fire transformed into a supernatural presence in the dreams of children. Man, that’s a good story. Thanks, B, and see you pronto. ** Dominik, Hi!!! Yes, it was a relief. Mm, I’m not sure when we’ll hear. Any day now, I certainly hope. Aw, your love’s sweetness made my heart self-immolate. So I guess I’m dead? Wow, if so, death is overhyped. Love making everyone everywhere, especially you, happy, G. Wait, and rich too, G. ** Steve Erickson, Hi. Everyone, Mr. Erickson says … ‘I reviewed trans director Angelo Madsen Minax’s personal documentary NORTH BY CURRENT for Gay City News. After airing on PBS last year, it’s getting a four-day run at Anthology Film Archives starting tonight. Big up about the new therapist! Mm, the gig is … let me think … not next week but the week following. We might be shooting our respective new films at the same time, which seems like it would be good luck. Fingers crossed in tandem. ** Okay. I was thinking about the chewy pulpy prose of Jim Thompson the other day and decided to transmute that thought into a post spotlighting my favorite of his novels, as simple as that. See you tomorrow.