All You Can Eat, a series of short stories by Josh Terrence

mb/anal/oral/mast/rimming

Author's note: This story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.

This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.


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Previously -


A minute later, I pull my tongue from his chute and place a loving kiss on his pucker with my lips, then I lick all around the area of his hole one more time before letting his cheeks close. As soon as I sit back in the chair, Charles collapses in my lap and we fall into a deep kiss while I slip my middle finger back up his ass. His well eaten bottom encases my digit, earning me another deep sigh from my little lover as I contemplate my next feast.


And now...


A Back Door Brunch -


With our tongues dancing passionately, I feel Charles' tight rear end pulsing over and over again around my long, thick middle finger. Wanting to get comfortable with my cute little lover, I use the same hand to support his plump bubble butt while I use my right arm to lift his smooth, boyish legs and cradle him in my arms. He responds to this by wrapping his arms around my torso without breaking our kiss, moaning softly as I stand up and carry him out of the kitchen the way a groom carries his bride through the doorway of their honeymoon suite. As we move through the house, I run my thick digit back and forth in his boy pussy, making sure that the post orgasmic burn he's feeling doesn't wane.

When we make it to the living room, I carry my makeout partner to the couch and carefully lay flat on my back with him snuggled tight in my arms. In our new position, Charles quickly adjusts his boyish body so that he's laying on top of me, his little body draped over mine while he hooks his arms under my shoulders. He uses his knees to press into the sides of my torso and his tingling rear end raises straight into the air while his hard little boner loses contact with my body. Even with a mouthful of tongue, I'm able to see his exposed rump stirring in a slow, sensual circle that translates his desires.

This sends a strong shiver through my body, making me long for the chance to free my cock from the confines of my boxers. Instead of doing that, though, I add pressure with the flat of my finger to the moist lining of his squeezing chute, zeroing in on his prostate and giving it the attention it needs. As soon as I do this, I'm rewarded with a long, boyish moan that pours into my mouth like a river while the 12 year old in my arms stiffens his tongue. I know that his need for romance is strong, so I reciprocate by wrapping my longer, more experienced tongue around his we both enjoy a strong shiver that runs through our respective bodies.

Charles responds to my gesture by increasing the hunger of his kissing, and I realize that he's working to draw the saliva from my tongue. Wanting him to know how much I appreciate his passion, I use my free hand to massage his left butt cheek with firm but gentle squeezes while I look into his fiery eyes. They betray his private thoughts, the desire that he has deep down inside of him. His moaning is urgent, registering a yearning that the boy has deep down inside of him, one that will lead to an inevitable coupling.



Two blocks away, 13 year old James is curled up on the couch between his mom and dad. The fair skinned youngster with dark curls that sit loosely on his head has been awake for the better part of ten minutes, but he's still finding his bearings. He's been to the bathroom to empty his urgently full bladder, but he's still feeling hazy after a full night's rest. So he's sleepily made his way from the bathroom to the living room, where his doting parents are reading the paper and watching the news. As soon as they spotted him, their eyes lit up and they made room on the couch for their only son to come sit with them.

James gave his parents a sleepy smile when he spotted them and took his place on the warm cushion between them, then he felt two sets of arms encase his lithe frame. The warmth of his parents' duel embrace fills him with love, and he can't help but purr with satisfaction. He instantly curls his bare legs up beneath his body for added comfort, letting them come to rest just under his white, cotton clad bubble butt. He feels his mom's soft lips pressing against his soft cheek, still unblemished by the ravages of acne that other boys his age sometimes experience. As the wet smack of his mother's good morning kiss rings out, he feels the familiar touch of his father's fingers running through his curly mane and lets go of a long yawn.

After a gentle inquiry about his breakfast preference, Mrs. Hunt gets up from the couch and heads toward the kitchen. While she's making French toast for her sweet son, Mr. Hunt is rubbing his son's back under the white teeshirt that the youngster was wearing when he woke up. The baby faced 13 year old responds to this by resting his head on his father's strong shoulder, prompting the man to plant a kiss on his head. Letting loose with a deep sigh of contentment, the youngster grins when his father hands him the remote and tells him to turn it to any channel he wants.

The man smiles approvingly when James turns the channel from news to cartoons. He sees his son growing up in a lot of ways, but he's happy that at heart, he's still a little boy. When the first commercial break rolls around, James grins and blushes as an ad full of adorable boys his age and younger flashes across the screen. Seeing his son's reaction to the scene, Mr. Hunt gives him a reassuring hug and kiss. James grins at his father's show of affection, and can't help himself from declaring, “I love you daddy” through a sweet sigh.

Moved by his son's sweet words, the doting father returns the gesture with, “I love you too, sweetheart.”

As the commercials play themselves out on the 46” LCD TV that's mounted on the wall of the Hunt family living room, Mr. Hunt can see his youngster's thoughts forming, as if they were broadcast out loud. He knows where the boy's mind is this morning, and he understands that as soon as breakfast is over, James will ride his bike through the neighborhood to see his young crush. He knows that over the summer, his boy has grown accustomed to spending time with 12 year old Charles, the cute blonde boy he met at school. He's seen them holding hands in the backyard, sharing a tender smile while they sat on James' old swing set. He watched them lean in and share a sweet peck on the lips when it was time for Charles to go home. And even more convincing for the man, he and his wife walked in on the cute couple sharing a tongue filled kiss on the love seat.

Just as Mr. and Mrs. Hunt expect, their son has gone to his room to get dressed and sort his messy hair out in the mirror while they load the dishwasher. When he emerges, he's wearing a pair of dark green cargo shorts and a navy blue teeshirt with a skating insignia printed on the front. His hair is fixed and he's beaming with a huge smile that's fixed on his cute face. He announces that he's leaving to spend the morning with Charles, then he casually asks if it would be alright to invite his young companion over for lunch. When his mom and dad give their blessing, the 13 year old wraps his skinny arms around their waists and hugs them tight. While he's in the midst of embracing his mom and dad, he gazes up and gives them one more smile, melting their hearts before setting off on his bike.


In my living room, Charles is resting comfortably in my arms. My middle finger is still lodged in his boy pussy, and he's got a sleepy smile on his face while he rests his head on my chest. Our makeout session has come to a sensual stop, but we're still sharing affectionate overtures that take my breath away. I use my free hand to caress his soft cheek, then I plant a deep kiss on his mouth that makes him moan with desire. I'm about to suggest that we move to the bedroom and get comfy on my California King when a text comes across his phone. With a knowing smile, I watch the cute 12 year old read the text and sigh dreamily. He shows me the text and I feel my loins stir, then I pull my finger from Charles' chute and hold it under his nose. I watch as he shuts his eyes tight and takes a long whiff of his own boy pussy, a dreamy smile spreading quickly across his young face.

With a naughty grin, Charles sucks my middle finger into his mouth and gives off a needy whimper. He's sucking on it with lust, almost greedily as his tongue licks all around its diameter and length. Playfully, I stand up to walk to the bathroom and he scampers along, trying to keep my finger trapped in his sucking mouth with a naughty smile. I stand in front of the toilet and pull my aching cock out of my boxers, eliciting a horny moan from the boy as his sucking gets stronger. With a daring smile, he holds my semi hard member for me while I unleash my bladder into the commode and a feeling of relief washes over me.

His touch is electric against my hose, and I can feel his fingertips pressing into its thickness as my stream grows strong. I cast my gaze upon his short frame, taking note of the fact that he looks mesmerized by my yellow gush. He's still sucking passionately on my finger, and his own penis is still rock hard and pointing at the ceiling. He shakes me off without letting my finger go, then he dutifully flushes the toilet and washes his hands, all the while sucking lustily on my digit.

When we finally make it back to the couch, the naked youngster lets my finger go and we share a long, passion filled kiss while we await the arrival of his 13 year old lover. As our makeout session progresses, I feel Charles' small but experienced hands running all over my chest, then down to my tummy, where he presses with the flat of his palms. I can feel his touch getting closer and closer to the prominent bulge in my drawers when out of nowhere, another text comes over and our lips part.

I watch with amusement as Charles texts his young partner back, instructing him to come through the back gate. With a look of sheer devotion, the 12 year old is up and moving through the house, anxious to greet his sweet lover with a kiss. I decide to take advantage of the situation by moving to my recliner just as the sound of an opening door fills my ears. Seconds later, the door closes and I hear two boys greeting each other with sweet tones, then a moist kiss and passionate moans are all I can hear. All I have to do is stand up to see what's happening in my kitchen, but I decide to let the young lovers have their special, private moment while I bask in the afterglow of the very recent sex act that Charles and I have just shared.

Seconds later, Charles and James stroll hand in hand out of the kitchen to the living room. With an adorable smile, James approaches me and plants a sweet kiss on my lips while Charles rubs his back. I respond to his romantic greeting by cupping his chin and tilting my head, then his tongue slides into my mouth and we share a long kiss. While we're sharing a tongue filled lip lock, little Charles plants kisses on James' neck, prompting the little cutie to disengage our kiss so he can turn his attention back to his young lover.

They're gazing into each other's eyes with loving stares, and it's obvious to me that they want to be with each other. So rather than interject myself, I let them take the couch and watch with a smile as they fall into a French kiss. Sitting side by side, the boys share a romantic embrace, their arms hanging off of each others' shoulders while their tongues do battle. I notice that James' nose is working around his companion's mouth, having picked up the scent of boy pussy that Charles' lips absorbed while he was bathing my finger just moments earlier. Knowing exactly what he's smelling, the little cutie grins widely through his kiss and takes control, guiding the naked 12 year old onto his back.

From the recliner, I'm watching with a lecherous smile as Charles moves to unfasten James' cargo shorts with his little fingers. Soon, the green shorts are bunched around his lover's legs and a white, cotton covered bubble butt is pointing in my direction. The round contours that comprise the shapely rear end make my throbbing erection jump, and I can't help but ogle. With his body hovering over his lover, James' underwear clad rear end is sticking out in a manner that's beyond enticing for a boy lover like me. His buns have parted on their own and his plump bottom is stretching the thin, knitted fabric of his briefs so tight that I can see the deep outline of his crevice and the unmistakable shadow of his moist pucker. I draw in a sharp breath through my clenched teeth, prompting the boys to come up for air just long enough to give me a pair of naughty smiles, then they resume their kiss.

As I'm watching James' shapely rear end from the recliner, I see him sit back on his legs while Charles suddenly flips over and scrambles to get on his hands and knees. Once again, I feel a sharp pang in my loins when I realize that he's assuming the doggy style position for his older lover, smiling over his shoulder with a glazed over look in his eyes. Before I can register what might happen next, James reaches out with his boyish hands and parts the 12 year old's flesh filled ass cheeks, then he leans forward and draws in a long sniff through his nose. It's loud enough that it drowns out the soft moans that Charles is producing, and I can see that goosebumps have erupted all over James' thighs. He leans in a little further, planting his nose directly into the boy's crack, then he let's both of Charles' globes go and they close around his grinning face.

All at once, I hear Charles start to moan with unbridled passion and the unmistakable sound of moist, deep ass eating fills the living room. James is breathing heavily into his lover's boy pussy, his wet tongue producing a moist, continuous squelch as he feasts on Charles' hot hole. In front of him, the moaning 12 year old has laid his head down on the arm rest of my couch and a hard grin is plastered to his young face. His blonde hair is scrubbing the fabric as he nuzzles his head into it, his hands grabbing the cushion beneath him as his pleasure swells. As I watch from the recliner, Charles and I lock eyes and he bites his lower lip. Slowly, his gaze travels from my mesmerized face to the full blown erection that's practically dancing around in my boxers, and he licks his lips wantonly. He casts his eyes back to my face with a look of desire, and I know what he expects me to do.

Unable to wait another moment, I stand up and hook the waistband of my boxers, tugging them off of my hips and finally freeing my one eyed monster from its flannel cage. As soon as its out, it stands at attention, saluting the two youngsters as if reporting for duty. I turn my attention back to the 12 year old who's moaning so loudly, noting that he's transfixed with pleasure as he takes in the sight of my dripping manhood. He gazes up at me once more, his eyes beckoning me to give him just one touch, one taste, one moment of indulgence.

With a tortured look in his eyes, he reaches out with his right arm and wraps his little fingers around its base, sending a strong thrill through my body. He gives it a quartet of long, slow strokes, pulling his hand all the way up to the slimy helmet with each one. Each stroke pulls the pleasure from my shaft, resulting in a continuous discharge of precum that collects between his fingers and on the back of his hand. On the final stroke, he realizes that his small hand is coated in precum and gives me a breathless smile. Letting my cock go, he brings his little paw up to his mouth and uses his tongue to savor the mixture of salty and sweet while James continues to eat him deeply.

While Charles is licking and sucking away the remnants of my aching manhood, I'm drawn to the plump rear end that's once again sticking straight up into the air. I reach down and give James' warm back a gentle rub through his navy blue shirt, then I let my hand run down to his peach and caress it with gentle motions. As I palm his warm, familiar bottom, James lets go of a contented purr of his own, a purr that I can barely detect over Charles' loud moans. I already know what he wants, but he sends the clear signal anyway by grinding his hot keister against my molesting hand, then he wiggles his cute butt to make sure that the message is sent. I reassure him by taking the last cushion on the couch, putting myself at eye level with his horny boy butt, which is now filling my nostrils with a sharp pheromone that's reminiscent of copper pennies.

Using both hands, I find myself running my palms all over his cotton clad bottom while I plant my nose in his crack, anxious to draw in the desire that his glands emit for my pleasure. I can feel the moist, hot membrane of his pucker brushing against the tip of my nose, making me dizzy with lust, so I playfully tickle it with clockwise motions. As I'm doing this, I can feel the folds of his tight entrance catching the fabric of his briefs, making him whimper with pleasure as he continues to eat his lover's hole with deep, greedy licks. Eager to please the youngster, I open my mouth and gently press my tongue against his wrinkled entrance, then I bite down around his pucker adding just enough pressure to tease the sweet, sensitive skin around it and give him a thrill.

As soon as he feels my tongue and my teeth working around his hole, his young body reacts and I feel his hole moisten with desire. Before I can react, his strong pheromone gains potency and I'm weak at the knees for this boy, unable to control my primal instincts to pleasure him. Without thinking twice about it, I swirl my tongue all around his hole, tasting it through the cotton barrier of his briefs. The seat of his underwear are drenched with a scintillating combination of my saliva and his ass juice, but neither one of us cares at the moment. I tilt my head up so that I can dig in further, then I feel James push back against my mouth while he whines with pleasure. His moans are gaining speed, but they're muffled by the plump cheeks of the 12 year old ass that he's currently eating. As the sizzle of my rimming courses through his 13 year old body, James can't help but dig in deeper as he savors the feast at Charles' back door.

Soon, both boys are moaning wildly and I'm breathing heavily. James has started grinding his rear end into my face and I haven't even taken his underwear down. I know that I need to pull my face out of his crack and remove his briefs if I want to enjoy a proper ass eating, but I'm so caught up in the pleasure that's coursing through my body that I can't bring myself to stop just yet. The tasty treat that lay just on the other side of the white knitted fabric should be enough of an incentive, but the overpowering pheromones make it almost impossible for me to stop. At the other end of the couch, little Charles is letting go of short, tortured whines, unable to reconcile the pleasure that his lover is giving him with the feelings of lust that he has for something more. He wants to call out James' name, but he hasn't taken his fingers out of his mouth because he can still taste my precum.

Finally, I can wait no longer and force myself to give up the luscious preview that I'm enjoying so much. I pull my face out of James' crack and take stock of his white briefs, which are in a state of total wreck. There's a wet patch that's shaped like my mouth directly in the middle of the seat. The fabric is wrinkled and disheveled where my tongue has been working, and a series of bite marks are now a permanent scar against the tattered undies. James is still rolling his hips around, now hornier than he was two minutes ago when I turned my attention to his derrière. I reach out and place my hands on his slender hips so that I can hook the waistband of his now disheveled briefs and remove them, and he responds to this by moaning long and loud into Charles' rear end. As I'm easing them off of his hips, I hear the moist, deep ass licks that James is enjoying so much accompanied by light, quick sniffs that he's taking, and I know he's in heaven.

As soon as James' white briefs come down, I find myself face to face with his luscious boy ass and my manhood starts to quiver with lust. His 13 year old peach looks like a perfect specimen, comprised of two warm, juicy mounds of boy flesh that give me chills. At the top of his rump, the small of his back runs into a pad of soft cellulite that mark the outline of his bottom. As the tissue gets more dense, it starts to fill out like two balloons, pressed tight right beside one another. Their round exteriors work in concert to form a deep crevice that's shallow at first, then grows deeper and deeper with every inch. Deep in the warm trench, hiding between the two soft globes of adipose tissue is a hot, wrinkled pucker. Resembling a star that looks like it was caught in a maelstrom that pulled its ribs until they resembled an almost perfect, pink swirl, his boy pussy is winking at me and pouring out an intoxicating aroma that beckons me to pay tribute to its beauty.

Eager to dine at the table of pleasures that James has set for me, I immediately bury my face in his crack and dig in with my tongue. I feel his moist hole surge with a fresh flow of ass juice that fills my senses with its goodness and makes me even weaker for this boy. I can hear him moaning with insatiable desire while he pushes air out of his nose that flutters in Charles' crack. The taste that I'm enjoying is suddenly stronger and the sharp copper smell that's dancing around my head is more intense than it once was, sending my olfactory senses into a frenzy.

His guttural moaning lets his 12 year old companion know that he's being pleasured in ways that are making his body sizzle, and the youngster at the other end of the couch feels a shiver roll through him. Not only because of James' deep ass eating, which is making his slender legs throb with horny pleasure. But because he knows that when the feasting stops, he'll finally get what he's after. With a knowing smile and a contented sigh, the cute blonde lifts his hand up to his nose and takes a long whiff of the precum that remains, then he unconsciously slides his fingers back into his mouth. Before he realizes what's happening, the cute blonde finds himself savoring the salty taste while his bottom hums with pleasure and he feels himself being devoured by the sudden onset of a powerful anal orgasm.

While Charles is realizing his climax at the other end of the couch, I use my strong hands to spread James' cheeks as far as I could, then I let my tongue do battle with his tight, resistant sphincter. He responds to this with an audible gasp, then his moans grow more passionate as they pour into Charles' deeply eaten rear end. My technique this morning is simple but effective, running the flat of my tongue against the lips of James' tight anus over and over again. With the scratchy surface of my tongue torturing his pucker and the stubble around my mouth scrubbing the soft skin all around it, the 13 year old is overwhelmed by a sweet burn in his body that he can't seem to conquer.

As the feeling in his body grows more frantic, James increases the force of his own ass eating, then he listens as Charles lets go of a long string of deep sighs. He can pick up on the pleasure that his young lover is experiencing, and as those thoughts fill his imagination, he finds himself floating on a cloud of his own carnal treasures. Soon, the continuous sighs of satisfaction that he hears from 12 year old Charles are the deep sighs that betray his own magical feelings. He doesn't know when it started, but the 13 year old is suddenly in the midst of his own anal ecstasy. His rear end feels like its been lit on fire, and the feeling has swept through his groin region and engulfed his boy parts. He presses his fingertips into Charles' luscious buns in a futile attempt to hang on, but by the time he realizes what's happening, it's too late.

When I feel James' hot sphincter start to open and close against the surface of my tongue, I know that he's arrived. My reward for such a diligent effort is the continuous flexing of his moist boy pussy, which is flowing with so much ass juice that lapping it up has become an almost arduous task. But it's a task that fills me with nothing but pleasure and lust, my hard member now screaming for attention as it rages between my shaking legs. With a long, boyish set of moans, James shivers hard and his barely pubescent boy boner pulses on its own, shooting two strong strings of boy honey onto the backs of Charles' legs. Once its supply of boy sperm is exhausted, his four inch stiffy dances around while his boygasm continues to unfold.

Finally, I pull my face out of James' ass crack and he does the same with Charles, whose ecstasy is transparent as he reaches back and scrapes the sizzling hot semen off of his soft skin. His expression is euphoric as he gathers the gooey treat and brings it up to his face with a greedy smile, inhaling its aroma with a soft moan while his own little member dances around. Realizing that both boys are in the midst of their boygasms, I sit back and watch as James leans in and joins his blonde lover at the mouth with a kiss. As their tongues dance, Charles brings his cum filled palm up to their mouths and they instantly start lapping it up. I watch with a grin as the two boys let their tongues run through the batch of sperm, then they fall into another deep kiss for a moment. When their tongues separate, the horny couple resume their lust filled licking of the hot sperm load, pulling in every trace that they could find.

When there's no more cum to lap up, the boys lick their lips clean, then they turn their attention to me. Charles has a lust filled expression on his baby face while James is sporting a naughty smile. Without a word, Charles gets on the floor between my legs while James crawls across the couch, both of them looking intently at my engorged member. I take a deep breath and realize that they're ready to pounce, so I reach down and pet Charles' soft, blonde hair while James plants his lips on the very tip of my manhood and gives it a loving kiss.

With a grin, Charles tilts his head and presses his lips to James', then their tongues wrap around the head of my member. I hear them both start to moan as they kiss hungrily, the head of my stiffness trapped between their mouths. I run my right hand through Charles' hair while I reach back and slip a finger up James' tight hole, earning me a deep sigh from the 13 year old just as the cum starts to rise up my shaft. My breathing starts to quicken and my toes are curling just as my throbbing manhood starts to jerk between their mouths. Instantly, James begins to kiss his way down my pole while Charles slips his mouth over the spit covered helmet, then a strong torrent of pleasure and heat tear through my groin.

I draw in a deep breath through my teeth as James sucks lustily at the base of my shaft, as if he's giving me a hickey there, then I exhale as I achieve ecstasy in Charles' young, talented mouth. I try to look down at him, concerned that I've overwhelmed him, but I can't focus because my vision is hazy. When my eyes start to focus, I look between my legs, but I already know what I'll find before I see for myself. The 12 year old has his lips wrapped tight around my glans, swallowing furiously as my seed erupts from my stiff organ. He's not getting it all, though, and a thick coating is sliding down my stalk, where James is lapping it all up with a horny grin on his face. His hot rectum is still alive with pleasure, flexing hard around my finger, but he seems to be squarely focused on the powerful emission of man sperm that he and Charles are indulging in. When the final spurt heaves forth from my pole, the 12 year old sucks it straight from the end with a possessed look in his eyes.

I watch from above as the boys continue to lick my hard rod with their tongues, letting them trace along every ridge and every corner in search of the hot spunk they want to pull into their mouths. When all of the cum and spit is licked up, the boys let their tongues dance around the head of my shaft while they run their fingers through each others' hair. When they break their kiss for the final time, Charles crawls into my lap while James snuggles up to my side and enjoys having my finger lodged in his anus. Without having to be told, I slide my free hand between my thigh and Charles' plump, naked bottom, then I slip my middle finger up his ass and he sighs. As we rest, both boys nuzzle their faces into my chest and treat me to occasional kisses until I announce that it's time for me to get in the shower. Charles and James decide to join me, so I scoot the horny blonde out of my lap. While we're walking to the bathroom, Charles playfully bends over in front of James and I, hanging his bubble butt out with a naughty smile, then he tells us, “I really hope I drop the soap.”


Coming Soon: Going out to Eat


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Other Work by Josh Terrence:

Serials:

The Persistent Trespasser (Gay/Adult-Youth)

Saturday Morning Splendor (Gay/Incest)

The Boy at My Door (Gay/Adult-Youth)

The Coupling (Gay/Adult–Youth)

Taylor Made (Gay/Incest)

James' Secret (Gay/Urination)

Kyle's Afterschool Snack (Gay/Urination)


Short Stories:

A Package for Simon (Gay/Adult-Youth)

A Ride Through the City (Gay/Adult-Youth)

Andrew's Pajama Party (Gay/Adult-Youth)

Keith's Guilty Pleasure (Gay/Adult-Youth)

Jimmy's Chaperone (Gay/Incest)

Stuart's Insatiable Itch (Gay/Incest)

Corey in the Morning (Gay/Adult-Youth)

Adam Needs a Ride (Gay/Adult/Youth)

Sean's Day Out (Gay/Adult-Youth)

A Curious Tug of War (Gay/Adult-Youth)

A Stir in Ian's Bottom (Gay/Adult-Youth)

Jason in the Men's Room (Gay/Adult-Youth)

An After School Quickie (Gay/Adult-Youth)

Phillip's Spending Habits (Gay/Urination)