QColumn: A Gay In The Life: The Birds & The Birds

We would love to deny it, but too much porn makes all of us dull boys, and then the men just begin to look identical. To introduce breathers into your QC browsing experience, we’re kicking off QColumn this week with “A Gay In The Life” by Steve Prince. This will be a weekly series which runs on every Friday. Stay tuned for other columns coming your way!
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A Gay In The Life: The Birds & The Birds
By Steve Prince
“Felching? What does felching mean?” My friend Carrie looked at me like I had just spoken a different language. What? I was in the middle of a good story about one of our mutual gay friends and I was a bit surprised that she interrupted me.
“Sugar”, I replied, my Southern drawl adding a few more syllables than necessary. “You mean to tell me you’re thirty-four years old and you don’t know what felching is?”
“No!” she smirked. “What is it?” I didn’t want to say it too loud because we were in a small pizza restaurant, however Carrie is impatient as hell. Soon she was tugging on my sleeve like a little gay boy asking his mother if he can hold her purse while she tries on pretty shoes that Mommy will buy and then make you swear you won’t tell Daddy about it when he gets home.
“Oh fine!” I exclaimed. In my annoyance I think I retorted a little too loudly. “Well for gay men, it’s when a guy shoots his load up your ass, and then you cumfart it out on his face until his lips look like a fat girl who just binged on ring-dings.”
At that moment several things happened at once. I will try to describe them to the best of my ability, but I make no promises. As with most moments of chaos, I find explaining the series of events from the beginning is best. Here goes…

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