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Scary Stories To Tingle Your Butt: 7 Tales Of Gay Terror
In the dead of night comes a terrifying scream, not of fear, but of hardcore gay passion between a man and the gay bigfoot that haunts his balls.
If your butt is already tingling as ferociously as ours, then this is the collection for you. Presenting Chuck Tingle’s Scary Stories To Tingle Your Butt, a seven book collection of the most bone-chilling tales to ever harden your bone. Within you will find the following masterworks of modern literature… BIGFOOT PIRATES HAUNT MY BALLS VAMPIRE NIGHT BUS POUNDS MY BUTT ANGRY MAN POUNDED BY THE FEAR OF HIS LATENT GAYNESS OVER A DINOSAUR TRANSITIONING INTO A UNICORN MY ASS IS HAUNTED BY THE GAY UNICORN COLONEL THE STATE OF CALIFORNIA STALKS MY GAY BUTTHOLE THE CURSE OF BIGFOOT BUTT CAMP REAMED BY MY REACTION TO THE TITLE OF THIS BOOK
Reader beware, you’re in for a boner!
If your butt is already tingling as ferociously as ours, then this is the collection for you. Presenting Chuck Tingle’s Scary Stories To Tingle Your Butt, a seven book collection of the most bone-chilling tales to ever harden your bone. Within you will find the following masterworks of modern literature… BIGFOOT PIRATES HAUNT MY BALLS VAMPIRE NIGHT BUS POUNDS MY BUTT ANGRY MAN POUNDED BY THE FEAR OF HIS LATENT GAYNESS OVER A DINOSAUR TRANSITIONING INTO A UNICORN MY ASS IS HAUNTED BY THE GAY UNICORN COLONEL THE STATE OF CALIFORNIA STALKS MY GAY BUTTHOLE THE CURSE OF BIGFOOT BUTT CAMP REAMED BY MY REACTION TO THE TITLE OF THIS BOOK
Reader beware, you’re in for a boner!
92 pages, Paperback
First published August 5, 2015
About the author
Chuck Tingle
517 books5,254 followersChuck 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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August 3, 2016
Pounded in the Butt By the GoodReads Review I Am Currently Writing
"Man, it's hot in here," I murmured as I wiped a delicate sheen of sweat from my forehead. Sitting cross-legged on my bed, I peeled my t-shirt over my head and tossed it across the room. I ran a hand across my excellent abs before turning my attention to my laptop. Once I finished this GoodReads review, I'd treat myself to a frozen banana. Thinking for a moment, I began typing:
Chuck Tingle's Scary Stories to Tingle Your Butt is an alarmingly sensual buffet of homoerotic encounters with nightmare creatures including a cadre of bigfoot pirates, a vampiric bus, and some intangible concepts with very tangible penises. I'd recommend reading this only if--
A soft knock caused me to jump. I looked up at the source of the noise to find I was being watched. Leaning on my door frame, arms crossed, was an abstract supernatural construct I had never seen before.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" I asked in a panic, convinced I was about to be robbed.
"Hey, hey, relax, bro," said the construct putting his arms out in front of him. "You're not about to be robbed."
"That's a relief," I said. "But who are you?"
The construct gave a cocky smile, and I realized how sexy it was. It was wearing a loose, gray tank top that left its flanks exposed, and I felt something stir in me as I caught a glimpse of its defined pecs and erect nipples. "My name is Stentor," it said, raising its hands to the top of the door frame in that sexy way Zac Efron did in that movie. The sight drove me wild, but I tried to suppress the feeling. "I'm the physical manifestation of the book review you're writing."
Its words snapped me out of my reverie. "The Tingle review? How can you be? I've only written a sentence and a half, but you're a complete being with fully-formed features and enormous pectorals."
Stentor grinned in response as it brought its arms down and flexed each pec flirtatiously in turn. "I don't exist yet, but when I do, I'll have been here all along. Understand?"
"Oh," I replied, not understanding."Well what are you doing here now?"
Stentor took a step forward. "I couldn't resist. When I saw you take your t-shirt off, I thought you looked just like Zac Efron in that one movie, and I had to meet you. Had to have you."
As it spoke, Stentor slowly drew closer to my bed so that I had to look up at it. It was massive and muscular. My nose caught a whiff of its scent: sweet and musty like leather coated in honey. A wave of butterflies overtook my whole body. It was the first time I had physically swooned. All this time I thought that was just a figure of speech.
Stentor wanted me. Did I hear that right? And what's more, it wanted me so bad it took physical form outside of its own timeline. I had never had anybody or anything be so frank with me, and judging by the way my body was reacting to its presence, I wanted Stentor just as badly. I'm not gay or anything, but then again, it's not gay if it's man on physical manifestation of a piece of writing that does not yet exist action, is it?
The book review was now standing directly in front of me, next to my bed. My eyes moved down Stentor's body and took it all in. The rise and fall of its bulging chest, a twitch in its bulging bicep, and finally, another type of bulge in its tight shorts. A few seconds went by before I realized neither of us was speaking and I had been openly staring at the outline of the construct's substantial cock. My tongue instinctively moistened my lips.
The supernatural construct brought one hand to my shoulder and gently pushed me back. I braced myself on my elbows as it bent down and brought its lips to mine. The kiss was electric. My nose took in another heavy wave of Stentor's scent as the construct's tongue found mine. After a few moments, it abruptly broke the kiss and stood back up. I nearly cried out, but before I could react, the book review mounted my bed straddling my body on its knees and was bringing itself closer. It unzipped its shorts as its crotch neared my face, and it pulled out its impressive cock.
Stentor stayed still for a moment, kneeling across my torso and letting me stare. But it was only a moment. "Suck my dick," it demanded.
I slowly brought my face forward until my mouth was at the head of its cock. I brought the tip to my lips before parting them and letting my tongue glance along the slit. Stentor gave a small moan, and that was all I needed to take the construct's head into my mouth. I ran my lips up and down its shaft, taking it about halfway in on each pass. Stentor's hand found the back of my head and it moaned again, encouraging me on.
"Take it all."
I steeled myself for the attempt, relaxed my throat, and went for it. My mouth enveloped the book review's stiff cock all the way to the hilt. I choked a bit, but Stentor kept his hand firmly in place as I endeavored to relax even more. My nose in its pubic hair and my chin against its balls, I was suddenly hit with a terrifying realization.
I pulled my mouth from Stentor's cock, looked up and it, and said, "Dude, I have to finish this review! If I don't finish writing you, you're not here!"
"You're right," Stentor replied. "That was turning into an amazing blowjob. Be a shame if it never happened."
Smiling, I leaned forward and playfully sucked one of it balls into my mouth for a moment. "What do we do? I don't want to stop, but I've got to write before I lose motivation and just leave a star rating with no review."
Stentor shimmied back off the bed. "Get up," it said.
I stood and found that I still had to look up to gaze into the face of this amazingly tall GoodReads review. It kissed me again and deftly pushed down my boxers so they fell to my feet.
"Turn around, bend over, and keep writing me," the review said.
I obeyed. After a moment of considering, I started typing where I left off:
--you have a sense of humor wherein you don't have to understand why something is funny. The stories feel a bit samey in the sex department, though. For example, each one involves a first-time blowjob wherein the giver seems to learn to deep-throat an above-average dick without even trying before being urged to submit. So the writing's not actually good. The appeal of Tingle lies in his ridiculous premises and titles.
As I wrote, I lost track of what the review I was writing was doing behind me, but it soon brought me back to my senses when it gently grabbed my hips and rubbed its cock between my ass cheeks. He had found the bottle of lube in my sock drawer and applied a generous coating.
The sensation was amazing. I moaned, but Stentor said "Keep going. I'm about to wear you out, and if you fall asleep after, I'll never exist to have plowed you as good as I will." I continued:
It's a bit of a shame. I've read other bizarro fiction and cheap Kindle erotica, and a lot of the ideas are weird for the sake of being weird. I get the impression that Chuck Tingle has a creativity that surpasses them all, but he doesn't fill it out as much as he can.
I felt Stentor's cock line up with my waiting hole. It slowly pushed forward, and I gasped as my ass took him in. I moaned in pain, as I'd never had anything up there before. The book review took it slow, but it didn't stop. It kept sliding in until I felt its pelvis resting against my firm ass. My eyes teared as I felt full to bursting. Stentor's cock was pressing against my prostate, and I'd never felt anything like it.
There are strange threads of meaning in these seemingly throw-away stories, with the butt-fucking acting as a thinly-veiled metaphor. I believe that if Tingle were to write something of greater length, he has the talent to craft a story that gets inside you and stays there. As it stands, these are a minor divertissement.
The review was nearing completion, and my ass had adjusted to its substantial girth. "Fuck me, Stentor. Give me all you've got."
"Oh yeah," was all he said as it drew its hips back. Just before its cock came out entirely, Stentor propelled forward. I had never felt anything so intense in my life, and it happened over and over. The book review pistoned my ass, its pelvis making a loud slapping sound each time it hit me. My entire body was being jolted forward with each thrust, and I could barely keep my eyes focused on the screen or my hands on the keyboard.
But in the end, there's really no reason you shouldn't read this if you like the patently bizarre mixed with some hardcore gay action. If you're like me, you'll be surprised how turned on you can get by sex with a bus or with the physical manifestation of a state of mind. Open yourself up to it. You may discover some new feelings you didn't know you had.
My body was singing with pleasure. The tension has built to a point that Stentor's thrusting was becoming unbearable. "God, I love you inside of me," I managed to say.
Stentor replied by grunting and pulling my hips against it, shoving its cock as deep as it could go and holding it there. This put me over the edge, and I yelled out as an intense prostate orgam overcame me. My dick, which neither of us had even touched, spewed what seemed like gallons of cum. The first shot hit my computer screen, nailing the book review right in the face. The rest sprayed all over my keyboard and bed. My body pulsated for what felt like hours.
As the orgasm subsided, I instinctively used my hand to wipe the keyboard clean before my cum seeped into the computer. bhvn kbhvzjfkh8gf9hgnjkbn b nbkmbx,k gkjdshgbvbhnvbncnbmb nnb bnbfghfcvhxgfdjkmn
Stentor slowly pulled out of my exhausted butt and flipped me over before quickly returning to the straddling position he had started in. It furiously jacked its cock just inches from my face.
"Come on, dude, let's finish this. Click Save so I can come in here and fuck you silly," it pleaded.
I reached the computer and did as Stentor asked. The review posted at the same time the review cried out and shot wave after wave of thick cum on my face and chest. My lips parted and took in some of its seed. It tasted salty and leathery and amazing. I was drenched. The book review looked down at me, breathing heavily. "That was amazing," it said as it leaned down and kissed me.
"I'm so glad I wrote you. Before you came here, I probably wasn't going to finish," I admitted.
Suddenly, Stentor cried out. "Aaah!" I couldn't tell whether it was a yell of pain or pleasure.
"What happened?" I asked, worried.
"Nothing, sorry. Your friend Chris just left a comment. It's an odd feeling, but it's kinda nice."
I turned to my computer and refreshed the page, but nothing came up. "No he didn't," I said. "He probably will, though. He always does."
"Exactly."
I thought for a second before giving up on understanding theoretical temporal physics. "So... when can I see you again? Was this just a one-time thing?"
Stentor replied: "I'll always be with you. I'm on the Internet, and nothing on the Internet ever goes away." He squirmed. "Ooh, someone liked me. Man, look, it's making me hard again."
Looking down, I saw that was true. I grabbed his face and kissed him deeply. "Give me a second. I have an idea."
Turning to my computer, I opened a new browser window and navigated to where I wanted to go. Before I could do anything further, there was a knock at my door frame. Stentor and I turned and saw another physical manifestation of a concept -- and Stentor's twin -- standing there. It was naked and fully erect. Everything about it was just as luscious and muscular as the book review that had just pounded my butt.
Stentor and I both smiled as the newcomer opened its mouth and said: "Hey, guys. I'm the book review you're about to copy/paste to your blog. Mind if I join you?"
"Man, it's hot in here," I murmured as I wiped a delicate sheen of sweat from my forehead. Sitting cross-legged on my bed, I peeled my t-shirt over my head and tossed it across the room. I ran a hand across my excellent abs before turning my attention to my laptop. Once I finished this GoodReads review, I'd treat myself to a frozen banana. Thinking for a moment, I began typing:
Chuck Tingle's Scary Stories to Tingle Your Butt is an alarmingly sensual buffet of homoerotic encounters with nightmare creatures including a cadre of bigfoot pirates, a vampiric bus, and some intangible concepts with very tangible penises. I'd recommend reading this only if--
A soft knock caused me to jump. I looked up at the source of the noise to find I was being watched. Leaning on my door frame, arms crossed, was an abstract supernatural construct I had never seen before.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" I asked in a panic, convinced I was about to be robbed.
"Hey, hey, relax, bro," said the construct putting his arms out in front of him. "You're not about to be robbed."
"That's a relief," I said. "But who are you?"
The construct gave a cocky smile, and I realized how sexy it was. It was wearing a loose, gray tank top that left its flanks exposed, and I felt something stir in me as I caught a glimpse of its defined pecs and erect nipples. "My name is Stentor," it said, raising its hands to the top of the door frame in that sexy way Zac Efron did in that movie. The sight drove me wild, but I tried to suppress the feeling. "I'm the physical manifestation of the book review you're writing."
Its words snapped me out of my reverie. "The Tingle review? How can you be? I've only written a sentence and a half, but you're a complete being with fully-formed features and enormous pectorals."
Stentor grinned in response as it brought its arms down and flexed each pec flirtatiously in turn. "I don't exist yet, but when I do, I'll have been here all along. Understand?"
"Oh," I replied, not understanding."Well what are you doing here now?"
Stentor took a step forward. "I couldn't resist. When I saw you take your t-shirt off, I thought you looked just like Zac Efron in that one movie, and I had to meet you. Had to have you."
As it spoke, Stentor slowly drew closer to my bed so that I had to look up at it. It was massive and muscular. My nose caught a whiff of its scent: sweet and musty like leather coated in honey. A wave of butterflies overtook my whole body. It was the first time I had physically swooned. All this time I thought that was just a figure of speech.
Stentor wanted me. Did I hear that right? And what's more, it wanted me so bad it took physical form outside of its own timeline. I had never had anybody or anything be so frank with me, and judging by the way my body was reacting to its presence, I wanted Stentor just as badly. I'm not gay or anything, but then again, it's not gay if it's man on physical manifestation of a piece of writing that does not yet exist action, is it?
The book review was now standing directly in front of me, next to my bed. My eyes moved down Stentor's body and took it all in. The rise and fall of its bulging chest, a twitch in its bulging bicep, and finally, another type of bulge in its tight shorts. A few seconds went by before I realized neither of us was speaking and I had been openly staring at the outline of the construct's substantial cock. My tongue instinctively moistened my lips.
The supernatural construct brought one hand to my shoulder and gently pushed me back. I braced myself on my elbows as it bent down and brought its lips to mine. The kiss was electric. My nose took in another heavy wave of Stentor's scent as the construct's tongue found mine. After a few moments, it abruptly broke the kiss and stood back up. I nearly cried out, but before I could react, the book review mounted my bed straddling my body on its knees and was bringing itself closer. It unzipped its shorts as its crotch neared my face, and it pulled out its impressive cock.
Stentor stayed still for a moment, kneeling across my torso and letting me stare. But it was only a moment. "Suck my dick," it demanded.
I slowly brought my face forward until my mouth was at the head of its cock. I brought the tip to my lips before parting them and letting my tongue glance along the slit. Stentor gave a small moan, and that was all I needed to take the construct's head into my mouth. I ran my lips up and down its shaft, taking it about halfway in on each pass. Stentor's hand found the back of my head and it moaned again, encouraging me on.
"Take it all."
I steeled myself for the attempt, relaxed my throat, and went for it. My mouth enveloped the book review's stiff cock all the way to the hilt. I choked a bit, but Stentor kept his hand firmly in place as I endeavored to relax even more. My nose in its pubic hair and my chin against its balls, I was suddenly hit with a terrifying realization.
I pulled my mouth from Stentor's cock, looked up and it, and said, "Dude, I have to finish this review! If I don't finish writing you, you're not here!"
"You're right," Stentor replied. "That was turning into an amazing blowjob. Be a shame if it never happened."
Smiling, I leaned forward and playfully sucked one of it balls into my mouth for a moment. "What do we do? I don't want to stop, but I've got to write before I lose motivation and just leave a star rating with no review."
Stentor shimmied back off the bed. "Get up," it said.
I stood and found that I still had to look up to gaze into the face of this amazingly tall GoodReads review. It kissed me again and deftly pushed down my boxers so they fell to my feet.
"Turn around, bend over, and keep writing me," the review said.
I obeyed. After a moment of considering, I started typing where I left off:
--you have a sense of humor wherein you don't have to understand why something is funny. The stories feel a bit samey in the sex department, though. For example, each one involves a first-time blowjob wherein the giver seems to learn to deep-throat an above-average dick without even trying before being urged to submit. So the writing's not actually good. The appeal of Tingle lies in his ridiculous premises and titles.
As I wrote, I lost track of what the review I was writing was doing behind me, but it soon brought me back to my senses when it gently grabbed my hips and rubbed its cock between my ass cheeks. He had found the bottle of lube in my sock drawer and applied a generous coating.
The sensation was amazing. I moaned, but Stentor said "Keep going. I'm about to wear you out, and if you fall asleep after, I'll never exist to have plowed you as good as I will." I continued:
It's a bit of a shame. I've read other bizarro fiction and cheap Kindle erotica, and a lot of the ideas are weird for the sake of being weird. I get the impression that Chuck Tingle has a creativity that surpasses them all, but he doesn't fill it out as much as he can.
I felt Stentor's cock line up with my waiting hole. It slowly pushed forward, and I gasped as my ass took him in. I moaned in pain, as I'd never had anything up there before. The book review took it slow, but it didn't stop. It kept sliding in until I felt its pelvis resting against my firm ass. My eyes teared as I felt full to bursting. Stentor's cock was pressing against my prostate, and I'd never felt anything like it.
There are strange threads of meaning in these seemingly throw-away stories, with the butt-fucking acting as a thinly-veiled metaphor. I believe that if Tingle were to write something of greater length, he has the talent to craft a story that gets inside you and stays there. As it stands, these are a minor divertissement.
The review was nearing completion, and my ass had adjusted to its substantial girth. "Fuck me, Stentor. Give me all you've got."
"Oh yeah," was all he said as it drew its hips back. Just before its cock came out entirely, Stentor propelled forward. I had never felt anything so intense in my life, and it happened over and over. The book review pistoned my ass, its pelvis making a loud slapping sound each time it hit me. My entire body was being jolted forward with each thrust, and I could barely keep my eyes focused on the screen or my hands on the keyboard.
But in the end, there's really no reason you shouldn't read this if you like the patently bizarre mixed with some hardcore gay action. If you're like me, you'll be surprised how turned on you can get by sex with a bus or with the physical manifestation of a state of mind. Open yourself up to it. You may discover some new feelings you didn't know you had.
My body was singing with pleasure. The tension has built to a point that Stentor's thrusting was becoming unbearable. "God, I love you inside of me," I managed to say.
Stentor replied by grunting and pulling my hips against it, shoving its cock as deep as it could go and holding it there. This put me over the edge, and I yelled out as an intense prostate orgam overcame me. My dick, which neither of us had even touched, spewed what seemed like gallons of cum. The first shot hit my computer screen, nailing the book review right in the face. The rest sprayed all over my keyboard and bed. My body pulsated for what felt like hours.
As the orgasm subsided, I instinctively used my hand to wipe the keyboard clean before my cum seeped into the computer. bhvn kbhvzjfkh8gf9hgnjkbn b nbkmbx,k gkjdshgbvbhnvbncnbmb nnb bnbfghfcvhxgfdjkmn
Stentor slowly pulled out of my exhausted butt and flipped me over before quickly returning to the straddling position he had started in. It furiously jacked its cock just inches from my face.
"Come on, dude, let's finish this. Click Save so I can come in here and fuck you silly," it pleaded.
I reached the computer and did as Stentor asked. The review posted at the same time the review cried out and shot wave after wave of thick cum on my face and chest. My lips parted and took in some of its seed. It tasted salty and leathery and amazing. I was drenched. The book review looked down at me, breathing heavily. "That was amazing," it said as it leaned down and kissed me.
"I'm so glad I wrote you. Before you came here, I probably wasn't going to finish," I admitted.
Suddenly, Stentor cried out. "Aaah!" I couldn't tell whether it was a yell of pain or pleasure.
"What happened?" I asked, worried.
"Nothing, sorry. Your friend Chris just left a comment. It's an odd feeling, but it's kinda nice."
I turned to my computer and refreshed the page, but nothing came up. "No he didn't," I said. "He probably will, though. He always does."
"Exactly."
I thought for a second before giving up on understanding theoretical temporal physics. "So... when can I see you again? Was this just a one-time thing?"
Stentor replied: "I'll always be with you. I'm on the Internet, and nothing on the Internet ever goes away." He squirmed. "Ooh, someone liked me. Man, look, it's making me hard again."
Looking down, I saw that was true. I grabbed his face and kissed him deeply. "Give me a second. I have an idea."
Turning to my computer, I opened a new browser window and navigated to where I wanted to go. Before I could do anything further, there was a knock at my door frame. Stentor and I turned and saw another physical manifestation of a concept -- and Stentor's twin -- standing there. It was naked and fully erect. Everything about it was just as luscious and muscular as the book review that had just pounded my butt.
Stentor and I both smiled as the newcomer opened its mouth and said: "Hey, guys. I'm the book review you're about to copy/paste to your blog. Mind if I join you?"
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March 30, 2017What can I say? I'm a curious cat, and I just had to know what Dr. Chuck Tingle, and his ridiculously prolific output, is all about.
I'm not going to give it a starred review, because I wouldn't know what to give it. Five stars for pure, lunatic audacity? One star for shoddy writing, typos, poor formatting, and, pure, lunatic audacity?
The good side:
Tingle's imagination is compelling. He has developed his own mythos, and I can get behind that. In his world, dinosaurs, bigfeet, vampire buses, unicorns, entire American states, and manifestations of his own emotions commingle with normal human beings. And they're ALL horny. The sex scenes in these stories, besides being absurd, are VERY XXX. So if that's what you're into, then there it is.
I also appreciate his sense of humor. Again, absurdity holds sway. And that's a good thing. Plus, it can't be denied that Tingle is a satirist. He skewers antiquated ideas of morality, and his tales end with messages of love, acceptance of "the other," and the beauty of diversity.
The bad side:
Honestly, I feel like Tingle is a decent writer. He's no Toni Morrison or Junot Díaz; hell, he's not even a Dan Brown or James Patterson. But his writing isn't bad, per se—basic, but serviceable. Problem is, he needs an editor and someone to help him with formatting. If he does have those, then they need to be replaced. The sloppiness is incredibly distracting at times.
I feel that certain types of art are reviewer-proof. What one person loves about it, another will hate. And vice versa. These aren't written for critical appraisal. They're written because—I think, anyway—he simply loves writing them. And overall, I found the experience to be quite amusing. I laughed out loud several times. And some porn studio out there is really missing the boat by not turning these into movies.
My personal feelings on Tingle is that he is a highly intelligent individual who is very good at playing "bad writer." I feel like his work and his entire persona are a big, Andy Kaufman-esque performance piece. I could be wrong. But, really, deep down, as silly and pornographic as his work is, the overall message is one of love and peace. He's a bit of a literary anarchist in that aspect. And I can totally get behind that, even if I never read another one of his books.
Keep on Tingling, Chuck. We need you right now.
I'm not going to give it a starred review, because I wouldn't know what to give it. Five stars for pure, lunatic audacity? One star for shoddy writing, typos, poor formatting, and, pure, lunatic audacity?
The good side:
Tingle's imagination is compelling. He has developed his own mythos, and I can get behind that. In his world, dinosaurs, bigfeet, vampire buses, unicorns, entire American states, and manifestations of his own emotions commingle with normal human beings. And they're ALL horny. The sex scenes in these stories, besides being absurd, are VERY XXX. So if that's what you're into, then there it is.
I also appreciate his sense of humor. Again, absurdity holds sway. And that's a good thing. Plus, it can't be denied that Tingle is a satirist. He skewers antiquated ideas of morality, and his tales end with messages of love, acceptance of "the other," and the beauty of diversity.
The bad side:
Honestly, I feel like Tingle is a decent writer. He's no Toni Morrison or Junot Díaz; hell, he's not even a Dan Brown or James Patterson. But his writing isn't bad, per se—basic, but serviceable. Problem is, he needs an editor and someone to help him with formatting. If he does have those, then they need to be replaced. The sloppiness is incredibly distracting at times.
I feel that certain types of art are reviewer-proof. What one person loves about it, another will hate. And vice versa. These aren't written for critical appraisal. They're written because—I think, anyway—he simply loves writing them. And overall, I found the experience to be quite amusing. I laughed out loud several times. And some porn studio out there is really missing the boat by not turning these into movies.
My personal feelings on Tingle is that he is a highly intelligent individual who is very good at playing "bad writer." I feel like his work and his entire persona are a big, Andy Kaufman-esque performance piece. I could be wrong. But, really, deep down, as silly and pornographic as his work is, the overall message is one of love and peace. He's a bit of a literary anarchist in that aspect. And I can totally get behind that, even if I never read another one of his books.
Keep on Tingling, Chuck. We need you right now.
March 19, 2025
Legendary book. All other authors need to retire this is the pinnacle of literature perfection. Deserves a Pulitzer Prize 🏆 . Shakespeare could never
September 21, 2019
When this book was suggested as an "extra credit" read for my book club's October meeting, I was excited. The titles of all Chuck Tingles books made me giggle and I really wanted to see what he would do with those concepts. After finishing, I'm less excited about this collection.
Okay, so I love the titles. And I sort of think they were the best part of this book for me. Maybe my imagination needs work, but I just couldn't get over the plausibility of some things (i.e., a city bus having a chest but also being a bus is something I just couldn't imagine, or a unicorn that a person can ride on - not sexually in this case - but the same unicorn also rides - again, not sexually - on a horse himself. It was just too much for my brain to handle. And because at that point I was out of an immersion in the stories when those types of things happened, I was less enamored with them overall. Also, they are very short, which means they are definitely erotica and therefore any "love" mentioned in them is rushed. At this point in my life, I wasn't in the mood for that.
In conclusion, the titles were awesome and funny, the stories weren't my cup of tea at the moment, and I need to work on strengthening my imagination muscles for some more fantastical situations. I do suggest getting at least one of Chuck Tingles books just to experience it for yourself; it might be exactly your cup of tea. If nothing else, you'll love the title and it will be a conversation starter.
Okay, so I love the titles. And I sort of think they were the best part of this book for me. Maybe my imagination needs work, but I just couldn't get over the plausibility of some things (i.e., a city bus having a chest but also being a bus is something I just couldn't imagine, or a unicorn that a person can ride on - not sexually in this case - but the same unicorn also rides - again, not sexually - on a horse himself. It was just too much for my brain to handle. And because at that point I was out of an immersion in the stories when those types of things happened, I was less enamored with them overall. Also, they are very short, which means they are definitely erotica and therefore any "love" mentioned in them is rushed. At this point in my life, I wasn't in the mood for that.
In conclusion, the titles were awesome and funny, the stories weren't my cup of tea at the moment, and I need to work on strengthening my imagination muscles for some more fantastical situations. I do suggest getting at least one of Chuck Tingles books just to experience it for yourself; it might be exactly your cup of tea. If nothing else, you'll love the title and it will be a conversation starter.
June 22, 2021
Sometimes, you just need a Chuck Tingle story collection in your life, and with Audible's having a site-wide sale, I could not pass up this one for under $4. Money well-spent; I haven't laughed this hard in a while.
Yes. Tingle's books are absurd and down-right bizarre. And, yes. They are super formulaic, which augments the absurdity. But they are also hilarious, and I love how Tingle pokes fun at the regressive and incredibly uptight Morality Brigade.
So. You're either down to read super gay stories about balls haunted by Bigfoot pirate captains, or you're not.
I was. 🤷♀️
Yes. Tingle's books are absurd and down-right bizarre. And, yes. They are super formulaic, which augments the absurdity. But they are also hilarious, and I love how Tingle pokes fun at the regressive and incredibly uptight Morality Brigade.
So. You're either down to read super gay stories about balls haunted by Bigfoot pirate captains, or you're not.
I was. 🤷♀️
February 29, 2024
There aren't many times in my life that I'm rendered completely speechless, but congratulations, Dr. Tingle, you've added to that list! I've read some fairly bizarre smut in my life (anyone else read the one with Pluto??), but this one completely takes the cake (PUN INTENDED).
I really appreciate how wonderfully absurd Scary Stories to Tingle Your Butt is. Dr. Tingle's humour is very apparent throughout the book, and I got a good laugh out of this read as a whole! It's so much fun to read even though I was asking myself many times what in the world I was looking at 😂
The titles of each story make this entire collection so much more entertaining! They added another flavour of silliness to this experience, and I'm glad that the author decided to name them this way instead of something more generic. It gave me something to goggle at and time to mentally prepare myself before I started the story!
My only real gripe about this is the editing. Parts of the writing were really sloppy with spelling and grammar mistakes, and it took away from the story a bit. It made the book as a whole a little clunky, which was really unfortunate all in all as this was a fantastically enjoyable read otherwise.
This was a great pick me up and a sort of pallette cleanser for me. I can't wait to explore the rest of this series and see what other shenanigans Dr. Tingle has in store for me!
I really appreciate how wonderfully absurd Scary Stories to Tingle Your Butt is. Dr. Tingle's humour is very apparent throughout the book, and I got a good laugh out of this read as a whole! It's so much fun to read even though I was asking myself many times what in the world I was looking at 😂
The titles of each story make this entire collection so much more entertaining! They added another flavour of silliness to this experience, and I'm glad that the author decided to name them this way instead of something more generic. It gave me something to goggle at and time to mentally prepare myself before I started the story!
My only real gripe about this is the editing. Parts of the writing were really sloppy with spelling and grammar mistakes, and it took away from the story a bit. It made the book as a whole a little clunky, which was really unfortunate all in all as this was a fantastically enjoyable read otherwise.
This was a great pick me up and a sort of pallette cleanser for me. I can't wait to explore the rest of this series and see what other shenanigans Dr. Tingle has in store for me!
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November 26, 2022A wild ride! And such a superb ending.
February 4, 2017
I listened to the audiobook version of this book because that was cheaper than buying the kindle version. I have to give major props to the narrator for being able to read these stories without completely cracking up. I honestly have to wonder how many times he practiced before recording, because it was probably a lot. I spent a lot of time cracking up while listening because of the sheer absurdity (which is exactly the reason to listen to or read Chuck Tingle in the first place.)
I did make the mistake of listening to this while doing dishes, while my children were awake, without headphones. Don't do that. You'll regret it unless your children are old enough to be at least a little sexually aware, and then they will regret it, and probably not be able to look at you for a couple days at least. But just to be on the safe side, I recommend wearing headphones at all times while listening to this book if you choose to go the audiobook route.
Like all Chuck Tingle stories, these were bizarre and absurd. It was a perfect outrageously funny read, and just what I needed to cleanse my mental palette. My biggest complaint is that there was no delineation in the narration indicating that a new story was starting. And since there was only one narrator, the stories all blended together a bit.
I apparently have a thing for bigfoots because my two most favorite stories from this collection were Bigfoot Pirates Haunt my Balls and The Curse of Bigfoot Butt Camp. And I honestly can't decide which one I liked more. Maybe it's because Bigfoot is the most human like of the characters written about in this collection, so it's the most believable (because I obviously listened to this collection looking for believability.)
I would recommend this book to anyone looking for a good laugh who doesn't mind absurd, raunchy kink thrown in. 4 out of 5 stars.
Originally published on Just Another Girl and Her Books blog.
http://www.justanothergirlandherbooks...
I did make the mistake of listening to this while doing dishes, while my children were awake, without headphones. Don't do that. You'll regret it unless your children are old enough to be at least a little sexually aware, and then they will regret it, and probably not be able to look at you for a couple days at least. But just to be on the safe side, I recommend wearing headphones at all times while listening to this book if you choose to go the audiobook route.
Like all Chuck Tingle stories, these were bizarre and absurd. It was a perfect outrageously funny read, and just what I needed to cleanse my mental palette. My biggest complaint is that there was no delineation in the narration indicating that a new story was starting. And since there was only one narrator, the stories all blended together a bit.
I apparently have a thing for bigfoots because my two most favorite stories from this collection were Bigfoot Pirates Haunt my Balls and The Curse of Bigfoot Butt Camp. And I honestly can't decide which one I liked more. Maybe it's because Bigfoot is the most human like of the characters written about in this collection, so it's the most believable (because I obviously listened to this collection looking for believability.)
I would recommend this book to anyone looking for a good laugh who doesn't mind absurd, raunchy kink thrown in. 4 out of 5 stars.
Originally published on Just Another Girl and Her Books blog.
http://www.justanothergirlandherbooks...
August 14, 2020
It's so weird and bizarre but I ended up weirdly loving it. Couldn't stop laughing at the ridiculousness of the stories.
December 2, 2017
What? Why? Well, we were sitting in Workshop and the conversation turned to writing erotica when I asked a fellow workshopper " You follow Chuck Tingle then, don't you?" SHe hadn't heard of the good doctor, so that led us to reading through titles on Amazon. So I took the plunge after followingChuck through the Puppy fiasco. This was actually fun. Short, hot parodies with no guilt: They're too ridiculous to be anything other than fun.
October 11, 2022
I'm honestly not sure what I was expecting when I purchased this anthology that included such instant classics like "My Ass Is Haunted By the Gay Unicorn Colonel," but at least I can say I was mostly entertained for the 2.5 hours this book lasted.
I'm also glad I can firmly say that Bigfoot Pirates and Sentient Vampire Night Buses are not my things, but I'm happy that those exist for the person who does want them.
I'm also glad I can firmly say that Bigfoot Pirates and Sentient Vampire Night Buses are not my things, but I'm happy that those exist for the person who does want them.
June 8, 2021
I don't even know what to say about this book. It's absurd and hilarious at times. I legitimately laughed a couple times when reading about sexy homosexual ghost Bigfoot pirates. However, it has extremely graffic sexual descriptions, which manage to break the ridiculous vibe from the beginning of the story.
Still funny, tho.
Still funny, tho.
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December 13, 2020Came for the crazy titles, stayed for the immersive worldbuilding.
March 17, 2021
Not my genre but surely entertaining!
September 21, 2022
A wonderful set of spooky erotic stories that will certainly tingle your butt. Some are raunchy, some are heartwarming, and all are excellently scary.
March 7, 2024
I regret reading this, 5 stars
May 24, 2025
This book was hilarious! I found myself laughing quite a bit. Tons of typos and very formulaic, but you tend to forget with how outlandish it each story is.
May 12, 2026
Let me introduce you to, The Tinglers.
The way this man can just crank out these lil books, is kinda wild. Now, you will find continuity issues, but it's fine, let your butt tingle a bit and move on.
Of these seven stories, two I thought were absolutely fantastic! As in, I'd read full length books of them. The rest were pretty solid.
The stories you can find within include:
- Bigfoot Pirate Haunt My Balls
- Vampire Night Bus Pounds My Butt
- Angry Man Pounded by the Fear of His Latent Gayness Over a Dinosaur Transitioning into a Unicorn
- My Ass is Haunted by the Gay Unicorn Colonel
- The State of California Stalks my Gay Butthole
- The Curse of Bigfoot Butt Camp
- Reames by my Reaction to the Title of This Book
I paid $12 whole dollars of my own grown money on this, and I think it was worth every penny.
The way this man can just crank out these lil books, is kinda wild. Now, you will find continuity issues, but it's fine, let your butt tingle a bit and move on.
Of these seven stories, two I thought were absolutely fantastic! As in, I'd read full length books of them. The rest were pretty solid.
The stories you can find within include:
- Bigfoot Pirate Haunt My Balls
- Vampire Night Bus Pounds My Butt
- Angry Man Pounded by the Fear of His Latent Gayness Over a Dinosaur Transitioning into a Unicorn
- My Ass is Haunted by the Gay Unicorn Colonel
- The State of California Stalks my Gay Butthole
- The Curse of Bigfoot Butt Camp
- Reames by my Reaction to the Title of This Book
I paid $12 whole dollars of my own grown money on this, and I think it was worth every penny.
March 29, 2017
Ridiculous
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