With the economy in free-fall and the government teetering on the verge of collapse, Jort has never been more thankful for the bunker in his back yard. But when Jort is asked what he’s doing with all of his money, the doomsday prepper quickly realizes that he’s not as prepared as he once thought.
Now Jort is thrust into the wild world of bitcoin, a decentralized cryptocurrancey that’s in high demand. Hoping to impress one of the attractive open-source coins, Jort schedules a hot date at a fancy restaurant.
Now Jort and his handsome bitcoin, Limbo, are discovering that the value of each other’s buttholes are skyrocketing, and the best transaction moving forward is a hardcore anal pounding!
This erotic tale is 4,200 words of sizzling human on block-chain based action, including anal, blowjobs, rough sex, cream pies, and sentient digital monetary unit love.
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.
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While I'm obviously in favour of Chuck Tingle as a phenomenon, I've never previously got as far as, y'know, actually reading any of his books. But having noticed a few in the drift of unread bundle by-products on my Kindle app, I thought, why not? And the good news is, it's written in something much closer to standard English than the distinctive argot of his social media posts, which yes are charming but I'm not sure I could take it at length (fnarr fnarr). Despite which, in its own way, even beyond the high-concept pounding the title suggests, this might be even stranger. Calling the main characters Jort, Bebo and Limbo is the sort of oddness it's easy to feign, but the way those names sometimes seem to slide between characters, or the perspective slips from first person to third, is genuinely unsettling, catching the slipperiness of a world where abstract concepts and digital entities can bone. At the very least it confirms Tingle as something truly unique, but that's not to say I'd necessarily want to read another. Though that may just be because I don't think cryptocurrencies deserve to get laid.