Post by Bester on May 23, 2019 18:51:12 GMT -5
Bester’s car pulls up to a old 50’s roadside motel that has seen better days. At one time this was a early Holiday Inn as you can still see the outline on the old sign by the road, except that the sign now reads “The Bad Ass Hotel.”
Bester parks his old Honda and climbs out of it, holding the stuffed baby monkey in his hand and he looks like a guy who hasn’t slept or bathed in a couple of days. He doesn’t even close the driver side door on his classic ride and slowly shuffles his feet inside the hotel to the pool area.
Unlatching the gate to the pool area, a gate that is chipping and peeling old moss green lead based paint, Bester makes his way around the pool that is in need of repair to the nicest door on the ground floor. While the rest of the doors are old and badly faded, there is one door that is pristine with a gold star on it. Bester walks up to this door all moopy. He stares at the baby monkey and slowly raises his hand up and lightly taps on the door and lets out a sigh.
The door opens up.
“Motherfucker! I fucking said we’re full! And I fucking said no god damn crackheads or section 8! This isn’t a fucking charity! OH! Best! Hey buddy!” One Bad Ass James Kelloggs says while answering the door wearing only boxers.
“Hey Mister Kelloggs.” A downtrodden Bester says. “Can I come in? Please?”
James sensing that something is wrong, steps to the side. “Yeah buddy! Sure. Come in. Hungry? Thirsty? Want a beer?”
Bester slowly walks into the room which is decked out like something out of the Playboy Mansion in the 70’s and shuffles over to a chair and plops down in the chair and cradles the baby monkey with both hands.
“A beer would be okay Mister Kelloggs. I guess.”
James closes the door and looks concerned about Bester who is normally upbeat and loving life.
“No problem buddy. Bae! 2 beers!” James calls out. He pulls up himself up on the couch by Bester. “What’s going on buddy? You seem….down and I can’t remember you ever wanting to drink a beer.”
“Today is a bad day Mister Kelloggs….the worst day of my life. I don’t know what to do. I’m….” Bester says and doesn’t look away from the baby stuffed monkey.
“Bae” walks in, James GF for the day or week. A slender busty Mexican beauty and she is completely nude. She hands James a beer and sets one on the end table next to Bester. Bester either doesn’t notice that she is naked or he just doesn’t care. Either way, he doesn’t acknowledge it or makes him squirm. She gives James a kiss and wanders off.
“Best. What happened buddy?”
“Do you have time for a little story Mister Kelloggs?”
“I do.”
“You know how I was….involved with Au….Miss Baxter?”
“The blonde chick with the big ass and big tits? I sure do!”
“We were forced to share a locker room.”
“And you wouldn’t let me in.”
“Well.” Bester says, he starts to tear up. “We went out dancing one night.”
“Yup. Talk of the locker room that was.”
“And we started having lunch together. We even went to a movie too. We were texting, calling each other every day.”
“Really?”
“And then….Mister Jones! He tried to tell Aubr…..Miss Baxter to stay away from me! He went to Miami and meet up with her at a hotel room and said some rather mean things to her! It made her very angry at me. That made me very cross and I told Mister Jones to stay out of my personal life and I punched him! I put him through a table too! I care alot for Miss Baxter. She is very special to me and I wasn’t going to let Mister Jones chase her away!”
“Okay…..So why the sad face?”
“Well…..” Bester takes a deep breath. “After I exchanged words with Mister Jones and introduced him to my fist, I went and had ice cream with…...Aubrey.”
“Aubrey?” James says raising an eyebrow. Bester never called anyone by their first names (Excluding Nanook, but then he calls him Mister Nanook) unless he is very very angry with them. Clearly Aubrey fell into a new category.
“Afterwords, we went and got a hotel room….”
“And…” James says to coax more out of Bester.
“We…” Bester adds but stops. He is fixated on the stuffed baby monkey now. His face turning red and his chin is quivering.
“And what?” James politely says.
“We…..” Bester clears his throat and fight back the tears. “Made….love…”
James lights up like a fucking neon light in a strip club. “Get the fuck out of here! You banged that chick!” James blurts out.
Bester shots him a glare. “MISTER KELLOGGS!” Bester growls.
“Whoah! Easy buddy! Relax! Shit! I’m just happy for you! Here!”
James slides down off of the coach and takes the Bester’s beer and pops it open and hands it to him, then pops open his and holds it up.
“Cheers buddy! A toast to you finally getting some pussy! You deserve it!”
Bester looks at the can of beer and decides to go for it. He taps his can with James and throws it back which empresses James. Once Bester has downed his beer, he crushes his can and gently sits it down on the end table, on a coaster of course.
“God damn! Easy there buddy.”
“Mister Kelloggs. When I woke up in the morning, Miss Baxter was gone and she left me note saying it was a mistake and she was sorry and that she loved me, but she had to go. I have been calling her, texting her. I think she blocked my number. I…..I….”
James chugs his beer and burps. “Best! Buddy! Relax! It wasn’t your fault.”
“I never got to tell her that I loved her.” Bester blurts out.
James sighs and finishes his beer and tosses the can aside. He motions for Bester to lean forward and Bester does, and James puts his tiny little arm and hand around Bester’s neck and gives him a hug.
“Why did she leave?” Bester asks.
James pats Bester on the shoulder and pulls himself back up on the couch.
“She’s married Best. I don’t know how her marriage is, but when you got done plowing into her ovaries and drain that fucking monster in your pants, I bet she got thinking how could she do that to her husband. She felt guilty and ashamed of what she did to him and went crawling home. It happens all the time. I don’t know too much about this Aubrey chick, but she doesn’t seem like the kind to sleep around. I bet their going through a rough patch, she got some new dick and bolted. It’s not your fault.”
“But I never got to tell her…”
“And you never will unless she comes crawling back, highly unlikely.”
“How do you know? You can’t say that!”
“Best! Unless you fucked that chick like she has never been fucked before and made her cum like a artesian well, convinced her that this is the best dick she’ll ever get in her life, you’ll never see her again. She got off, got laid and slipped out the back door. OH! Did you fuck her in the butt? Some chicks aren’t into that you know.”
“That sounds disgusting….”
“I’ll take that as a no then. Perhaps you should have.”
“No!…..never.”
“Oh don’t knock it till you try it! Listen, I know a chick in town that just loves anal! I’ll give her a call and send her over to you place.”
“Mister Kelloggs…”
“Too soon? Maybe next week?”
“Mister Kelloggs. How do you do it?”
“Lube Best! Lube is the key.”
“NOT THAT!”
“What are we talking about then?”
“How to, you know, go to bed with some many women and get up the next day and act like none of it meant anything. Aubrey was my life. She was my everything. My first girlfriend. I don’t know if I can go another day without ever being able to see her again. My heart is broken Mister Kelloggs. I’m so sad.”
“Yeah. The first one is tough Best. For everyone. You just have to pick up the pieces and move on buddy. There will be other girls.”
“I don’t know….Aubrey got me. She understood me. I don’t know if anyone else will.”
“You see. That is where you are wrong. BAE! MORE BEER! There is always someone else Best. There is a chick for any guy out there. You just have to find her. In the meantime, you know what will cure a broken heart?”
“What?”
“Pussy and beer!”
Bester glances up from the baby monkey and glares at James. “Mister Kelloggs!”
About that time, James little naked and most likely illegal border crosser enters the room with a beer in each hand. Bester covers his face.
“Your lady friend isn’t wearing any clothes!”
She sets the beers down and looks at Bester and then looks at James with a “WTF is his deal” look on her face. James smirks. “Best! Buddy! You’re a man now. It’s okay to look. Better yet, drink that beer and look at some titties to take your mind off that other chick. I promise you, she is the cure to your broken heart.”
Bester slowly lowers his hands from his face. His eyes go from her to James and back again.
“Yeah?”
Popping open the beer. “Oh yeah! You can trust me buddy!”
Fade out…….
Bester parks his old Honda and climbs out of it, holding the stuffed baby monkey in his hand and he looks like a guy who hasn’t slept or bathed in a couple of days. He doesn’t even close the driver side door on his classic ride and slowly shuffles his feet inside the hotel to the pool area.
Unlatching the gate to the pool area, a gate that is chipping and peeling old moss green lead based paint, Bester makes his way around the pool that is in need of repair to the nicest door on the ground floor. While the rest of the doors are old and badly faded, there is one door that is pristine with a gold star on it. Bester walks up to this door all moopy. He stares at the baby monkey and slowly raises his hand up and lightly taps on the door and lets out a sigh.
The door opens up.
“Motherfucker! I fucking said we’re full! And I fucking said no god damn crackheads or section 8! This isn’t a fucking charity! OH! Best! Hey buddy!” One Bad Ass James Kelloggs says while answering the door wearing only boxers.
“Hey Mister Kelloggs.” A downtrodden Bester says. “Can I come in? Please?”
James sensing that something is wrong, steps to the side. “Yeah buddy! Sure. Come in. Hungry? Thirsty? Want a beer?”
Bester slowly walks into the room which is decked out like something out of the Playboy Mansion in the 70’s and shuffles over to a chair and plops down in the chair and cradles the baby monkey with both hands.
“A beer would be okay Mister Kelloggs. I guess.”
James closes the door and looks concerned about Bester who is normally upbeat and loving life.
“No problem buddy. Bae! 2 beers!” James calls out. He pulls up himself up on the couch by Bester. “What’s going on buddy? You seem….down and I can’t remember you ever wanting to drink a beer.”
“Today is a bad day Mister Kelloggs….the worst day of my life. I don’t know what to do. I’m….” Bester says and doesn’t look away from the baby stuffed monkey.
“Bae” walks in, James GF for the day or week. A slender busty Mexican beauty and she is completely nude. She hands James a beer and sets one on the end table next to Bester. Bester either doesn’t notice that she is naked or he just doesn’t care. Either way, he doesn’t acknowledge it or makes him squirm. She gives James a kiss and wanders off.
“Best. What happened buddy?”
“Do you have time for a little story Mister Kelloggs?”
“I do.”
“You know how I was….involved with Au….Miss Baxter?”
“The blonde chick with the big ass and big tits? I sure do!”
“We were forced to share a locker room.”
“And you wouldn’t let me in.”
“Well.” Bester says, he starts to tear up. “We went out dancing one night.”
“Yup. Talk of the locker room that was.”
“And we started having lunch together. We even went to a movie too. We were texting, calling each other every day.”
“Really?”
“And then….Mister Jones! He tried to tell Aubr…..Miss Baxter to stay away from me! He went to Miami and meet up with her at a hotel room and said some rather mean things to her! It made her very angry at me. That made me very cross and I told Mister Jones to stay out of my personal life and I punched him! I put him through a table too! I care alot for Miss Baxter. She is very special to me and I wasn’t going to let Mister Jones chase her away!”
“Okay…..So why the sad face?”
“Well…..” Bester takes a deep breath. “After I exchanged words with Mister Jones and introduced him to my fist, I went and had ice cream with…...Aubrey.”
“Aubrey?” James says raising an eyebrow. Bester never called anyone by their first names (Excluding Nanook, but then he calls him Mister Nanook) unless he is very very angry with them. Clearly Aubrey fell into a new category.
“Afterwords, we went and got a hotel room….”
“And…” James says to coax more out of Bester.
“We…” Bester adds but stops. He is fixated on the stuffed baby monkey now. His face turning red and his chin is quivering.
“And what?” James politely says.
“We…..” Bester clears his throat and fight back the tears. “Made….love…”
James lights up like a fucking neon light in a strip club. “Get the fuck out of here! You banged that chick!” James blurts out.
Bester shots him a glare. “MISTER KELLOGGS!” Bester growls.
“Whoah! Easy buddy! Relax! Shit! I’m just happy for you! Here!”
James slides down off of the coach and takes the Bester’s beer and pops it open and hands it to him, then pops open his and holds it up.
“Cheers buddy! A toast to you finally getting some pussy! You deserve it!”
Bester looks at the can of beer and decides to go for it. He taps his can with James and throws it back which empresses James. Once Bester has downed his beer, he crushes his can and gently sits it down on the end table, on a coaster of course.
“God damn! Easy there buddy.”
“Mister Kelloggs. When I woke up in the morning, Miss Baxter was gone and she left me note saying it was a mistake and she was sorry and that she loved me, but she had to go. I have been calling her, texting her. I think she blocked my number. I…..I….”
James chugs his beer and burps. “Best! Buddy! Relax! It wasn’t your fault.”
“I never got to tell her that I loved her.” Bester blurts out.
James sighs and finishes his beer and tosses the can aside. He motions for Bester to lean forward and Bester does, and James puts his tiny little arm and hand around Bester’s neck and gives him a hug.
“Why did she leave?” Bester asks.
James pats Bester on the shoulder and pulls himself back up on the couch.
“She’s married Best. I don’t know how her marriage is, but when you got done plowing into her ovaries and drain that fucking monster in your pants, I bet she got thinking how could she do that to her husband. She felt guilty and ashamed of what she did to him and went crawling home. It happens all the time. I don’t know too much about this Aubrey chick, but she doesn’t seem like the kind to sleep around. I bet their going through a rough patch, she got some new dick and bolted. It’s not your fault.”
“But I never got to tell her…”
“And you never will unless she comes crawling back, highly unlikely.”
“How do you know? You can’t say that!”
“Best! Unless you fucked that chick like she has never been fucked before and made her cum like a artesian well, convinced her that this is the best dick she’ll ever get in her life, you’ll never see her again. She got off, got laid and slipped out the back door. OH! Did you fuck her in the butt? Some chicks aren’t into that you know.”
“That sounds disgusting….”
“I’ll take that as a no then. Perhaps you should have.”
“No!…..never.”
“Oh don’t knock it till you try it! Listen, I know a chick in town that just loves anal! I’ll give her a call and send her over to you place.”
“Mister Kelloggs…”
“Too soon? Maybe next week?”
“Mister Kelloggs. How do you do it?”
“Lube Best! Lube is the key.”
“NOT THAT!”
“What are we talking about then?”
“How to, you know, go to bed with some many women and get up the next day and act like none of it meant anything. Aubrey was my life. She was my everything. My first girlfriend. I don’t know if I can go another day without ever being able to see her again. My heart is broken Mister Kelloggs. I’m so sad.”
“Yeah. The first one is tough Best. For everyone. You just have to pick up the pieces and move on buddy. There will be other girls.”
“I don’t know….Aubrey got me. She understood me. I don’t know if anyone else will.”
“You see. That is where you are wrong. BAE! MORE BEER! There is always someone else Best. There is a chick for any guy out there. You just have to find her. In the meantime, you know what will cure a broken heart?”
“What?”
“Pussy and beer!”
Bester glances up from the baby monkey and glares at James. “Mister Kelloggs!”
About that time, James little naked and most likely illegal border crosser enters the room with a beer in each hand. Bester covers his face.
“Your lady friend isn’t wearing any clothes!”
She sets the beers down and looks at Bester and then looks at James with a “WTF is his deal” look on her face. James smirks. “Best! Buddy! You’re a man now. It’s okay to look. Better yet, drink that beer and look at some titties to take your mind off that other chick. I promise you, she is the cure to your broken heart.”
Bester slowly lowers his hands from his face. His eyes go from her to James and back again.
“Yeah?”
Popping open the beer. “Oh yeah! You can trust me buddy!”
Fade out…….
