Pounded In The Butt By The Sun After Declining To Use Sunscreen - (Classic Tingler Revisted)

happy summer solstice buckaroos. prefect time for a healthy and happy reminder to WEAR YOUR DANG SUNSCREEN. with this classic tingler

this tingler is perfect for the occasion but it is also perfect because it features one of my favorite captured moments in tingler history: a dang spelling "error" on the cover. love the way this art captures the moment in wild and free way as PUNK ROCK WRITING

anyway please enjoy and also check out video old chuck made about my feelings of SPELLING and being a punk rock author. LOVE IS REAL

When Rill takes a much-needed trip to the beach with his friends, his sole focus is on relaxing and having a good time. But this stress-free attitude comes with a price after Rill refuses to put on sunscreen.

Now Rill is burnt to a crisp and looking for any relief he can find. After several days of pain with no end in sight, Rill finally looks for help in the most unlikely of places: from the sun himself.

Little does Rill know, his encounter with this handsome living star will lead to more than just a cure for his sunburns, culminating in a hardcore butt pounding that will heat things up as they it cools them down!

This erotic tale is 4,100 words of sizzling human on handsome flaming ball of gas action, including anal, blowjobs, rough sex, cream pies and living sun love.

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POUNDED IN THE BUTT BY THE SUN AFTER DECLINING TO USE SUNSCREEN

By Chuck Tingle

As our car hurtles down the freeway towards the beach I can’t help but feel like this is a moment I’ll remember forever. This is peak summer, with the wind in our hair and the sun shining down on us with all of its glorious warmth. The radio is blasting and everyone is having a great time, chatting excitedly as we continue onward towards our little slice of sand.

It’s Saturday, and while my friends and I would usually be waist deep in paperwork at this time of morning, we’ve got the whole weekend to relax with some cool and delicious chocolate milks and an assortment of snacks.

I’m in the back seat while my friends Trunko and Peeps are up front, deep in conversation. Meanwhile, I’m just gazing out the window, deep in thought, imagining what it would be like to spend every day like this.

“Rill, Rill!” comes my own name, the word finally breaking through my trancelike daze.

“Yeah?” I sputter, pulled back into reality.

“What beach do you wanna go to?” Trunko asks, glancing back at me in his rear-view mirror. “We could do Unicorn Cove, but that’s probably crowded with people. There’s also Butt Butte Beach and the Weiner Reef.”

“Whatever,” I offer with a shrug, not trying to be dismissive but finding myself perfectly satisfied with each and every outcome. I’m as chilled out as I’ve ever been, and I’m happy to just let the events of the day wash over me, carrying me wherever they may. “You pick.”

My friends fall back into conversation once more and I tune them out until, suddenly I discover that we’re rolling into a crowded parking lot.

“We’re here!” Peeps shouts, excitedly climbing out of the car and slamming the door behind him. Our friend doesn’t even wait, just starts walking across the sand towards the sparkling blue waves beyond.

I climb out and glance over to see that Trunko has removed his shirt and is absolutely slathering himself with sunblock, covering every inch of his skin in a layer of white.

“You want some?” my friend questions.

I shake my head. “I’ll be fine.”

Trunko stops, just staring at me blankly with an expression of utter disappointment. “Dude, you need to put on sunscreen. You’re gonna get so burned out there.”
 I have a vague sense that my friend might be right about this, but my casual demeanor has me locked steadfast. I’m way too relaxed right now to consider much about the future, and besides, I think I’m tough enough to withstand a little sun.

“No thanks,” I continue, shaking my head.

Trunko takes a deep breath and lets out it. “You’ll be sorry, man.”

My friend finishes up with the sunscreen and then tosses it into his car, shutting and locking the doors.

“If you change your mind there’s plenty more,” Trunko explains.

“I’m good,” I confirm.

The two of us start trudging across the stand together, searching for Peeps as we shield our eyes from the sizzling rays above. For a split second I think about turning around and taking my friend up on his sunblock offer, but by now we’ve already traveled too far away from the car to turn back.

Eventually we find Peeps with a blanket spread out across the sand, the cooler already opened up and ice cold chocolate milks just waiting to be consumed.

I immediately flop down and take off my shirt, tossing it to the side as I grab a milk and take a long, long pull. The delicious creamy taste is incredible, and before I know it I’ve already consumed the entire milk bottle.

“Oh shit,” I blurt. “That’s good milk!”

“Have another,” Peeps offers. “There’s plenty. I don’t think we could get through it all if we tried.”

“Oh, thanks,” I stammer, pulling another one of the bottles from its home deep below the ice.

“You ready to swim? Peeps questions.

“I’m down,” replies Trunko.

I shake my head. “Not yet,” I reply. “Just gonna lay here for a moment and have another chocolate milk. I’ll meet you down by the water in a bit, though.”

My friends nod and then continue onward, leaving me to hold down the fort.

I uncap my second chocolate milk and take another long, potent swing, suddenly feeling the relaxing side effects of the fantastic, chocolaty beverage overwhelm my senses. I’m completely at ease, every limb of my body feeling heavy and nice.

I lay back against the blanket, smiling wide as the warmth continues to envelope me. I can see the brightness of the day dancing across my eyelids from the inside, and this strange movement puts me into yet another soothing trance.

I don’t think I’ve ever felt this much comfort.

Suddenly, however, everything changes.

The next thing I know, I’m frozen into place, trapped by some bizarre and powerful force. I begin to panic as my eyes fly open, realizing now that the sun has moved halfway across the sky.

“What time is it?” I blurt, but the movement of my face and lips causes a powerful surge of pain to course through my body.

I realize suddenly that I’ve fallen asleep, and that I’m not actually paralyzed. Rather, my body is having a hard time moving because even the slightest bit of maneuvering causes me extreme pain.

It takes all the discipline I can muster to sit up, wincing the whole time. I gaze down at myself, then gasp aloud when I realize what has happened. My entire body is swollen and baked with a pinkish red tone unlike anything I have ever seen. I’m sunburned in a way that I never thought possible.

“Oh fuck,” I stammer, quickly realizing that I need to get out of the sun, and fast.

I scan the horizon for my friends, eventually noticing them and making eye contact as they jump and spin in the water. I cringe though an incredibly painful wave of my arm, motioning for the guys to get back here.

My friends jog back towards the blanket, stopping in their tracks when they realize what I’ve become.

“Oh my god,” Peeps blurts, so shocked that he actually covers his mouth in an expression of genuine horror.

“It’s pretty bad, huh?” I ask, my mouth sending shockwaves of pain through my body with every syllable that it’s forced to make.

“Yeah, it’s pretty bad,” Peeps tells me. “We need to get you inside.”

I spend the next two days laying on my couch with ice packs all around me, taking as much Tylenol as I can and struggling to stay sane as I wait for the swelling and burning to go down. I itch like crazy, and simply keeping my hands at my sides has become an agonizing chore.

Still, there’s not much else I can do. Refusing to wear sunscreen was a mistake that I made, and now its up to me to deal with the consequences.

My phone rings and I reach over to grab it off the coffee table next to me, wincing at the sudden movement.

“Hello?” I answer.

“How’re you feeling, Rill?” comes the familiar voice of Trunko.

I let out a long sigh. “Not great.”

“Still?” he questions. “You must have gotten burned really bad.”

“Tell me about it,” I reply, trying to sound casual but unable to keep a sharp hint of emotion from entering my voice and giving it a slight waver.

I can tell that Trunko notices, but he says nothing, opting instead to let a long moment of silence hang between us.

“I don’t know what to do,” I finally say, allowing the feelings to flood through me, as though they might somehow cool this burning within. “It doesn’t feel like it’s getting any better.”

Trunko lets out a long sigh. I can tell that he would love to hit me with the world’s most satisfying I told you so, but he decides against it like a true friend.

“Have you tried ice?” Trunko questions.

I laugh. “Yeah.”

“Aloe?” my friend continues.

“Yep,” I reply.

There’s a brief pause. “Have you tried talking to the sun directly?”

His idea hits me in a strange way, something so obvious that I hadn’t even considered it. If there’s anyone out there who would know how to make me feel better, it’s the sun himself. Of course, he’s the one who got me into this mess in the first place, but I’m also mature enough at this point to take the blame for my own stupid decisions.

Still, I’d be lying if I didn’t admit to the slight bit of animosity lurking within me. Even if the sun doesn’t have any answers, it might be nice to tell him off, if only just a little bit.

“You think he’d see me?” I question. “I mean, think about how busy that guy is!”

Trunko considers my words for a moment. “He’s busy during the day. Why don’t you go talk to him at night?”

“Oh yeah,” I reply, feeling stupid now.

I sit up, very slowly so as not to hurt myself too much, then turn to the laptop that’s sitting on the table next to me. I open it up and do a quick search for the sun’s office, which I notice only has evening hours listed.

“Damn, this guy works a lot,” I state bluntly. “He’s hanging up in the sky all day and then operating out of some office downtown at night. I wonder when he sleeps.”
 “Well, just keep that in mind when you go visit him,” Trunko offers. “He’s a busy man. Be straightforward about the help you’re looking for.”

“Good idea,” I reply. “Thanks man. I’ll let you know how it goes.”

The sun’s downtown office is located in a beautiful skyscraper, the building reaching up and appearing to defy the Earth itself with its incredible height. I gaze up at the structure from my place here on the sidewalk below, feeling slightly intimidated.

“Okay, just remember,” I say to myself, hoping to center things. “Go in, ask if he knows how to help really bad sun burns, and then leave. Keep to the point. He’s a busy man.”

I nod as I say these words, as though somehow confirming them internally, then head towards the large front doors.

I push through and find myself in a large, luxurious lobby. The whole place is empty, save for one woman who stands behind the front desk.

“How can I help you?” the woman asks as soon as she sees me.

I make my approach, trying to sound natural through the extreme pain that pumps its way across my body. “Hey, I’m Rill J. Norb,” I offer introducing myself. “I’m here to see the sun.”

The woman stares me up and down skeptically. “Looks like you’ve seen enough of him already.”

I take a deep breath, trying to not let her words get to me. “Can you just tell me what floor his offices are on?”

The woman cracks a smile, suddenly realizing something. “Oh, you’re not joking, are you?”

“No,” is all that I can think to say in response.

“Do you know the name of this building?” the woman questions.

I shake my head.

“This is The Sun Building,” the woman behind the counter continues. “The sun has an office on every floor. That’s all we do here.”
 “Oh,” I stammer, feeling even more intimidated than before. “Well, can I see him?”

The woman behind the counter takes a deep breath and then lets it out in a disappointed sigh, clearly a little frustrated to even be having this conversation. “The sun doesn’t take walk in appointments,” the woman explains. “Do you realize how many people on this planet rely on the sun? Seven point seven billion people.”

“That’s… a lot,” I reply.

The woman nods. “The sun can’t just allow folks to walk in here and talk his ear off about every little thing, he’s busy.”
 She’s got a point, but I’m not giving up.

“Alright,” I finally say. “I understand.”

I start to walk away from the front desk but then stop, hesitate, and spin around once more. “Is there a bathroom I could use?” I ask the woman. “I need to rub on some more aloe.”

“There’s no public restroom here,” the woman informs me.

“It’s very painful without my aloe,” I continue.

The woman shrugs.

I turn and start to walk away, very slowly this time, and with an agonizing howl to accompany every step. “Oh my god! The pain! Oh no! Oh that hurts so much!” I scream, really playing it up but actually appreciating the catharsis of getting to yell through my suffering.

“Okay, okay!” the woman behind the counter finally cries, stopping me in my tracks. “There’s a bathroom right over there by the elevators. Be quick.”

I nod. “Thank you.”

Immediately, I head towards the bathroom, watching the woman behind the counter from the corner of my eye. The second that she stops paying attention to me I duck into one of the elevators, quickly scanning over the buttons.

There are several options, but only one of them seems like it might be the sun’s hideout. I press the button for the top floor, which is labeled with a strange, solar symbol.

Suddenly, I find myself rocketing skyward, the elevator trembling around me as it rises and slows at the absolute pinnacle of this structure.

The doors slide open and I step out, finding myself in a large office, equipped with floor to ceiling windows that show off an incredible view of the city from every angle. The lights twinkle and dance below.

“Uh… can I help you?” comes a deep voice.

I’d been so caught up in the glorious view that I hadn’t noticed a desk on one side of the room, behind which a glowing figure now emerges. It’s the sun himself, illuminating the room with his radiant presence.

I shield my eyes, immediately feeling my skin start to burn once more in his presence. Fortunately, I remember my friend’s words as they repeat over and over again in my head. Stick to the point.

“My name is Rill and I’m here because you burned me at the beach a few days ago,” I explain. “I’ve tried everything, and I’m still in a lot of pain. I was just wondering if you had any tricks. You’re the sun after all, so I figured you might know how to help me.”

The sun takes a deep breath and then lets it out slowly. “Didn’t they stop you down in the lobby?” he questions. “I can’t have people interrupting me like this.”

“I snuck past,” I admit.

Suddenly, the elevator door opens up behind me and the woman from behind the counter bursts out.

“I’m so sorry, sir,” the woman offers, breathless. “I tried to stop him but he snuck past.”

I’m prepared to leave when the sun stops me.

“It’s fine, it’s fine,” the sun remarks. “He’s already here, so I might as well see what I can do.”

“Are you sure?” the woman continues.

The sun nods. “It’s fine.”

The woman turns and then leaves, clearly not trusting me as much as the sun seems to.

“Thank you,” I gush. “I really appreciate you seeing me like this even though you don’t even know me.”

The sun scoffs. “Don’t know you? Of course I know you! I’ve been with you almost every day for your entire life, give or take a few times when you didn’t’ go outside or when it was super cloudy.”

“Oh wow, I didn’t think of that,” I stammer.

“You’re a good guy, Rill,” continues the sun. “You just need to remember to wear sunscreen.”

“Well… what about you?” I suddenly question, unable to help myself. “I wouldn’t have to wear sunscreen if you weren’t so hot.”

“My heat is the only thing keep Earth in balance,” retorts the sun. “Do you have any idea what would happen if I got a little cooler or hotter? Don’t you know anything about climate change?”

I know that he’s right. “I’m sorry,” I finally reply, embarrassed.

“It’s okay. Sunburns can be frustrating. I get it,” the sun informs me.

The enormous celestial mass reaches into his desk and pulls something out, a small tube of cream. He pumps a bit onto his hands and then walks it over to me.

“This is what you need,” explains the sun. “It’s my own creation, lots of good vitamins and minerals. All natural. Do you mind if I rub it on you?”

“Please,” I beg.

The second the sun’s hands touch my skin I can feel my pain disappearing, draining away from my body completely with every movement of his cream covered hands. Soon enough, I find myself completely pain free.

“Oh my god,” I blurt. “That was amazing.”

“Glad I could help,” replies the sun.

The two of us stand here before one another now, silently realizing that an incredible amount of tension has blossomed between us. Now that I’m no longer in complete agony, I’m free to recognize the powerful sexual attraction that I have for this enormous, flaming ball of gas.

“Are you good?” the sun finally asks. “Has the pain stopped completely?”

I nod. “Yeah.”

“Are you sure?” the sun continues, a powerful weight to his voice. “Are you sure there’s nothing else I can do?”

I suddenly realize what he’s getting at, a powerful tremble pulsing its way through my body. “Oh,” I stammer. “Maybe there’s… something.”

Suddenly, the sun and I are kissing passionately, our hands exploring one another’s bodies in a moment of erotic release. I’m blown away by just how toned his abs are for being an enormous ball of gas, my fingers working their way lower and lower across his form.

I look down to see that the enormous celestial body now has a huge cock rising up from his golden flames, projecting out towards me like a brilliant solar flare.

I reach down and wrap my fingers tight around the sun’s enormous rod, watching as he leans his head back and lets out a long, satisfied groan.  “Oh fuck,” the sun gushes, shutting his eyes tight as he reels from my touch. “That feels so fucking good.”

I quickly get to work beating the star off as we continue to kiss in the heat of passion. He’s sexy in a way that is impossible to describe, unlike any other man I’ve experienced.

Eventually driven mad with lust, I drop to my knees before the sun and open wide, swallowing his giant dick between my lips. I get to work pumping my head up and down across his length, orally servicing the flaming ball of gas with everything that I’ve got. I reach up with one hand and begin to cradle his hanging balls, only adding to the sensations that are pulsing across his radiant body.

Soon enough, I pop the sun’s cock out of my mouth and slowly lick him from the base to the tip, taking my time as I drag my tongue across his length. When I reach the end I playfully kiss the head of the sun’s shaft, then open my mouth wide yet again for his giant cock.

This time, however, I don’t bob up and down across the sun’s length. Instead, I just take him deeper and deeper into my gullet, the sun’s massive dick sliding all the way down into my neck. I somehow relax my gag reflex enough to consume his size, and soon enough I find myself with my face pressed up against the sun’s perfect abs, swallowed to the hilt in a stunning deep throat.

The sun places his hands against he back of my head, holding me here for a good while and then finally letting me up with a sputtering gasp. I struggle to collect myself as saliva dangles between my lips and the head of the celestial body’s cock in a long, glistening strand.

“I need that dick inside me,” I blurt. “I need you to pound me up the ass right fucking now.”

I quickly strip away my clothing and toss it to the side, then turn around and fall forward onto my hands and knees. I pop my ass out towards the sun and wiggle it from side to side, then reach back and give myself a playful slap.

“You like what you see?” I coo.

“I love it,” the sun groans.

“Then get over here and pound me up my tight asshole,” I demand.

I reach back and spread my butt open for him, allowing the sun to get a good look at my tightly puckered anal seal.

Immediately, the massive star that makes up the center of our solar system climbs down into position behind me, aligning his girthy member with the entrance of my back door. He wastes no time, thrusting forward and impaling my body across his giant rod.

“Oh my fuck!” I cry out, bracing myself on the office floor below, my fingers digging in as I push back against the sun’s weight. “That dick is so fucking big.”

While I’d had no trouble taking the sun’s rod between my lips, deep within my butthole is another story. I feel completely maxed out, stretched to my absolute limits as I struggle to center myself.

Fortunately, the sun is patient lover, taking his time with me as he allows my body to adjust to his formidable size. The giant flaming mass doesn’t move at first, just holds himself deep inside of me as I struggle to relax. It’s not long before I find myself loosening up a bit, the discomfort melting away and replacing itself with a sense of potent, warm fullness.

The sun begins to pump in and out of me, slowly at first as he rocks his hips against my backside.

“Oh fuck, that’s so deep,” I moan.

Faster and faster the two of us begin to heave together, until eventually we’re hammering away at a confident pace. The sensation is absolutely incredible, a complete and polar opposite to the pain that I have lately been so consumed by.

I reach down between my legs and grab ahold of my hanging cock, beating myself off in time with the consistent plowing up my butthole. These two distinct sources of pleasure begin to work together in unison, creating some kind of erotic feedback loop within me as they build and build.

“That feels so fucking good, that feels so fucking good,” I start repeating to myself over and over again, the words falling out of my mouth in a blissed out mantra. My trancelike whispers grow louder and louder until, eventually, I’m screaming them out at the top of my lungs, filling the office with an audible cacophony. “That feels so fucking good!”
 I’m beside myself with pleasure, trembling hard as my eyes roll back into my head. I can sense a powerful climax looming large over me, a tidal wave of sensation that threatens to break at any moment.

“I’m gonna cum!” I scream.

Suddenly, the damn breaks and I’m swept away in a flood of sensation, completely lost in a state of carnal bliss. I’m quaking hard, my body unable to contain all of the feelings that surge through my veins. Hot white jizz erupts from the head of my cock, splattering out across the office floor below me.

“I’m so close,” the sun moans from behind me, not letting up for a second.

“Do it!” I command. “Cum up my ass!”

The sun screams out with a mighty roar, completely losing himself as he unleashes a torrent of spunk up into my ass. I can feel his pearly seed filling me up until, finally, there’s just not enough room left and it comes squirting out from the sides of my tightly packed butthole. The cum runs down my legs in long, milky streaks.

The sun pulls out of me and staggers back, struggling to collect himself. “That was amazing,” he gushes.

“Likewise,” I reply.

The sun strolls over to the wall nearby and gives it a firm knock, somehow opening up a secret door into what appears to be a beautifully crafted bathroom. He steps inside but leaves the door open. Moments later I can hear a shower running.

I stand and walk over, peering inside to see this handsome ball of flaming gas cleaning himself off under the warm water.

Neither of us says a word as I step inside and wrap my arms around the gorgeous star.

Who knows what the future could hold for the two of us?

Right now, all I’m thinking about is how nice and warm I feel in his embrace.

The first thing I’m gonna do when we finish up in here: put on some sunscreen.