Buck Trungle is a world famous writer who is sick and tired of living in the shadow of his own books. But when his most recent novel, “Pounded In The Butt By My Own Butt” contacts him out of the blue and threatens a lawsuit, it’s a fear that Buck must now face head on.Buck’s novel is looking to collect royalties on sales of himself, and Buck’s lawyer is urging the writer to settle out of court, but when author and book finally meet face-to-face things take a turn for the erotic.Soon enough, Buck is selling himself to seal the deal with this sentient novel, but can he give his ass away without giving a piece of his heart, as well?This erotic tale is 4,500 words of sizzling human on gay book action, including anal, blowjobs, facials, rough sex, and litigious living novels.
Chuck Tingle is a mysterious force of energy behind sunglasses and a pink mask. He is also an anonymous author of romance, horror, and fantasy. Chuck was born in Home of Truth, Utah, and now splits time between Billings, Montana and Los Angeles, California. Chuck writes to prove love is real, because love is the most important tool we have when resisting the endless cosmic void. Not everything people say about Chuck is true, but the important parts are.
I saw this book on Humble Bundle and me and my friend was laughing our asses off so I just had to read this fully and I have to say i have never laughed so much in my life.
oh, this book: Pounded in the Butt by My Own Butt can pound ass alright 😏😂 but WHY ARE THEY NOT TOGETHER??? it may be weird, but HELLO? DONT MAKE ME TEAR UP OVER HERE 😂😂 LOLL
and Chuck Tingle, you deserve the world for all of these serotonin reads 😙
I hate to say it, but this book made me laugh so hard I couldn't breathe. The worst part about it is that this book was pretty well written, the only reason it's getting such a low rating is because of the ending. You're telling me you just fell in love with the book you wrote and vowed to split the royalties of it 50/50 and then he just leaves you and you move onto a new lawsuit with a different book? Love is dead and Chuck Tingle killed it. I was really rooting for these two and I was left disappointed. Another thing is just that this dude is writing like a million books??? Why does he just keep writing books, where does he come up with these ideas???? What POSSESSED HIM to write this book? If anything I'm scared for his well-being. Overall, I don't know why I read this or why I'm giving it an honest review. If anything this should be hidden away like the diary of a teenage girl, but here I am on God's internet talking about the latest book I read. If anything this was a pallet cleanser because I did just read a bunch of scholarly articles about rhetoric, literacy, gender, and feminism. #EnglishMajorThings
After reading the ridiculous titles on the authors amazon page, I had to spring for one, just to see if it was real.
It was, and is, real.
It delivers exactly what it promises. A novelist, his novel, and getting pounded in the butt. Among other things.
Also, I don't know why, but I thought the greatest moment in the story was learning that the love interest (The novel "Pounded in the butt by my own butt") was actually named Slater.
A delightful romp into erotic absurdity that is a sublime reminder that all sex is pretty much absurd and reading about it is even weirder.
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I did in fact like this one more than pounded in the butt by my own butt but i do have a few questions. Okay just one but like. His dick was made out of paper????? That cant possibly feel good
I also didnt like buck trungle that much even tho i do really love his name
This book was lowkey buddiemaxxing u guys just dont get it
Campaigning for the movie adaptation of this book starring oliver stark as slater (pounded in the butt by my own butt) and ryan guzman as buck trungle
“Buck!” My lawyer calls out. “What’s happening over there? You good?” “Hi Carl.” I greet him, unsettled and out of sorts. “I think we might have a problem.”
Carl’s tone immediately shifts into one of undivided concern. “What’s going on? Is it Todd down the street again?” “No, no. Not this time.” I explain. “I just got an email here from one of my books, he’s demanding all of the royalties from his sales. Have you ever heard of this?”
I hear Carl let out a long sigh on the other end of the line. “Unfortunately, yes.”
My heart skips a beat. “And?”
“And this is very serious.” Carl tells me. “I would highly advise you to meet with your book in person, one on one, and see if you can come to some kind of agreement on the matter.”
“Oh god.” I groan. “In person? You don’t want to come? I mean… you’re my lawyer.”
“If things get heated then I will step in, of course.” Carl explains calmly. “But right now my advice to you is to keep this as far away from the courtroom as possible. Right now, your book has a very, very good case against you.”
“But I wrote him!” I shout.
“That may very well be true.” Responds Carl. “But he is the book, and as the book he is entitled to all of his own rights. I’m sorry. Right now you need to be thinking about damage control, and you need to make a deal with this book that both of you can live with.”
[...]
“Do you really mean it?” My book asks, tears of joy welling up in his eyes as emotion overtakes the both of us. “Are you glad you wrote me?”
“Of course I mean it.” I tell him. “I know that this is just a business transaction but… I want you to know… it means more to me. You mean more to me than just a fifty percent royalty share.”
Mon dieu... En ce moment, je suis en train de vomir mon âme par toutes les orifices possible. Chuck Tingle m'a littéralement achevé. Je suis fan des WTF car je trouve ça drôle, décalé et intéressant à voir comment l'imagination des gens peuvent aller. Ici, Chuck me parait partir dans un trip soit sous exta, soit sous champi hallucinogène.... quoique les deux peuvent être une belle combinaison...
Donc, comme le montre le résumé, il s'agit d'une relation purement sexuelle entre un auteur et son livre. Oui, nous, auteurs, on aime notre livre. On l'adore et on le protège des critique. On l'appelle même "bébé". Mais plus dans le sens enfant, car on le crée, on le mets au monde. C'est notre enfant. Là où ça m'a perturbé c'est le nom du personnage Buck Trungle, c'est Chuck Tingle. Sérieux ! Comment tu peux faire ça à ton enfant, c'est de la pédobear là ! Bon petit plus, c'est qu'il l'aime (je spoil que dalle là !). Par contre ce qui est bien aussi, c'est que le sale gosse, alias Slenter (je crois... m'en rappelle plus trop...) aka Pounded In The Butt By My Own Butt (oui, oui, c'est son nom d'origine), va lui réclamer de la tune (et accessoirement son cul mais ça.... je vous laisse imaginer la scène).
Bref, ça ne m'a pas gêné, mais bon... quand même. Tu t'envoies en l'air avec un livre que tu as toi-même mis au monde... ça fait trop bizarre. Encore ça aurait été un magazine porn, je ne dis pas. Ça aurait été sympa (quoique...), mais là... beurk ! Même déesse Kitty fait mieux que ça ! Shit !
Chuck... arrête la drogue... ça ne te va pas... reste sur les dino et les licornes, c'est parfait. Ne va pas plus loin... au pire écrit que tu baises le livre d'un de tes concurrents (oui, il en a voyons !) ou un magazine de cul. Limite la télé... euh... non, on oublie la télé.