Well it's time to wrap up yet another story. Today the final parts of The Hangover Incident are now up. Hope you all enjoy!

Parts 6 & 7 of The Hangover Incident are now up. Tune in next week for the thrilling conclusion. Until then!

Happy Saturday! If you're not hung over this morning, you better be tomorrow. And hey, if you are hung over, nothing settles the stomach like greasy, fatty foods. Or so I hear. Not that I would know... In unrelated news the next three parts of The Hangover Incident are now up. Enjoy!

Hey everyone. There's the first few parts of a new Man Story up now called The Hangover Incident. Hope you enjoy it!

One Saturday night, I hooked up with this girl at a party for a one night stand. She gave me her number and after a few days I decided to call her up. She was happy to hear from me and we decided to meet for drinks at TGIF's. However, once we met up, she didn't seem that happy to see me for some reason. After a few drinks she excused herself to go to the ladies room. 10, 20, 30 minutes passed, and she never came back. Eventually, I asked the waitress to check the ladies room for me and she was long gone. Several days later I got an email from her explaining that she was sorry. She thought that I was the guy she had hooked with on the Friday night, not Saturday. Not only was I ditched, but I was ditched because she had thought that I was another guy that she had banged a day before me. I've never been so humiliated in my life...

I have been dating this girl on and off for the past four years, and yes, I know, it's the lamest thing ever and yes, I get chirped all the time for it. But this girl is a tomcat in the sack! A petite blonde with medium-large tits that loves to get down and dirty. Anyway, we randomly decide to hookup last weekend, and me being my drunken self asks her to fulfill one of my long-time fantasies: I ask if I can give her a facial. To my surprise, she says yes and proceeds to service me to the point of no return. When the time comes, instead of closing her eyes and sticking her tongue out like a porn star, she proceeds to grab my member and paint her face with my ejaculating cock, like a bingo dabber or something. I guess no one ever told her how facials work. It’s pretty confusing though, and a turn off. Nonetheless, I still manage to dump a huge load on her face. Afterwards, I guess it was more than she was expecting because she gets to her feet with a disgusted look on her face and says sternly, "Get. Me. A towel." Eager to oblige, actually, perhaps a bit too eager, I accidentally throw her her own tanktop by mistake. She doesn't realize until she’s wiped it all off. Needless to say that was the last time I got to give her a facial.

One nice thing about winter is vacationing somewhere hot in the Caribbean. One year, we all go to a resort in Cuba. Both friends and friends of friends come along. But there’s this one friend of a friend I’ll never forget: Kimmy. She’s a big girl. And when I say big, I mean big. And she’s loud. She talks about herself all the time, yells loudly at people, has no shame and no tact—even her laugh loud and effortful, like she’s only really doing it to get attention. She’s obnoxious and bossy and a know-it-all. And she walks around in bikinis with her hair pulled into a tight pony tail, smoking non-stop. She keeps her smokes in her bikini top, with her oversized, saggy tits, and jokes that it’s her “shelf”. Anyway, in Cuba, to the locals, the whiter you are, the hotter you are. So here’s Kimmy, hooking up like there’s no tomorrow, bragging about how she does this all the time at home. I shit you not, this huge, obnoxious girl is suddenly scoring nonstop. She’s banging locals in bathrooms at clubs, getting quickies behind bushes at the beach, she even hooks up with two roommates (not at once mind you). She meets them at a club, they’re staff at the resort. She takes the first guy home to her room and hooks up with him. Then she leaves for a midnight snack. On the walk to the snack bar though, she bumps into the other guy, so she goes home with him, to his place, and just never returns to the first guy! She probably pulled more ass in that one week that I did in the last few years. I guess it just goes to show you, there’s a place out there for everyone.

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Well, well, well we've come to the end of another classic tale. The final two parts of Man Camping are now up. Read, laugh, share, and enjoy! In other news next week may see a brief reprise from Man Stories in that I may try to release some Fan Stories or Man Shorts that have built up instead. Alas, I wanted to release these other stories here and there but it's becoming all too clear to me now that the days of me being able to maintain a blog with daily posts have passed. In fact, as sad as it is, the next Man Story after Man Camping may be the last that I post for a while. However, that doesn't mean I'll be disappearing. Rather, my new goal is to get my butt in gear for the book I keep talking about--I've put it off for far too long. Although the book would contain all the stories published online so far, the goal would be to include the final tales I've got notes on, in one, complete anthology, with a few extras here and there. Anyway, more to come on that later. Happy Canada Day!!!

Sorry for the delay in getting these bits up but it's been an eventful weekend. I'll spare you the details and cut to the chase: Parts 3 and 4 of Man Camping are now up. Enjoy!