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Jeff, Django, and Roman are back at it again, and we've got a ton of emails this week - thank you everyone! We bob and weave our way through last week's comic books, taking some short pauses to hear what our wonderful listeners (hey, that's you!) have to say and ask. Hit it!0:02:52 - Well Welcome Wellmer!0:10:31 - Superman Unlimited #10:18:40 - Email from the Editor!0:23:53 - Sleep #10:28:19 - RoboWolf #10:33:58 - The Thing #10:38:37 - Dino's Delightful Delivery!0:42:38 - Spider-Man & Wolverine #10:47:32 - New Gods #60:50:57 - Redcoat #120:53:22 - BUCKSHOTS!!!0:58:47 - Fantastic Four #320:59:55 - Spectrum #6SPOILERS! Tread carefully dear listener, because we're going to talk about what happened in these books. So definitely pause this, read your comics, and come back. We'll still be here!And an enormous thank you, as always, to Andrew Carlson for editing this mess into something listenable.Subscribe to us on Apple, Spotify or wherever you like to get your podcasts.Email us at jeff@thecomicsplace.com! We love hearing from you and there's a good chance we will read it on air!Cover art by Nimit MalaviaVisit us at The Comics Place next time you're in Bellingham, Washington!

It's iFanboy 20/25 -- 20 years of podcasting and 25 years of iFanboy! They backed up the comics truck and dumped them all on our front steps. We dug our way out, made a list, and we're here to talk about it. And no, you haven't heard too much about this book, because there's more to say. Then more reminiscing, and quite a Civil War book diversion. Note: Time codes are estimates due to dynamic ad insertion by the distributor. Running Time: 01:21:27 Pick of the Week:00:01:22 - Fantastic Four #725 (32) Comics:00:13:08 - Superman Unlimited #100:18:11 - Batman/Superman: World's Finest #3900:23:28 - Wonder Woman #821 (21)00:28:00 - Sleep #100:33:51 - Redcoat #1200:43:01 - EC Epitaphs from the Abyss #1100:44:59 - The Ultimates #12 Patron Pick:00:49:40 - The Thing #1 Patron Thanks:00:58:02 - Thomas Williams Listener Mail:01:00:03  - Ken J. from The Great White North has an ultimate desert island media question, and we run with it.01:07:02 - James S. wants to know about formative comic book experiences in our young lives. Brought To You By: Shopify – This episode is sponsored by Shopify. Sign up for a one-dollar-per-month trial period and take your business to the next level. iFanboy Patrons - Become one today for as little as $3/month! Or join for a full year and get a discount! You can also make a one time donation of any amount! iFanboy T-Shirts and Merch - Show your iFanboy pride with a t-shirt or other great merchandise on Threadless! We've got TWENTY TWO designs! Music:"I Just Wasn't Made for These Times"Jakob Dylan & Neal Young Watch The iFanboy After Show for Pick of the Week #978!Listen to Josh discuss Fargo on Movie of the Year: 1996.Watch Ron talk about pinball technology on the Daily Tech News Show.Listen to Conor, Josh, and Ron discuss The Crow (1994) on Cradle to the Grave.Watch Josh and Conor talk about how to start a podcast on OpenWater.Listen to Conor discuss Swingers on Movie of the Year: 1996.Listen to Conor discuss Ghostbusters on Movie of the Year: 1984. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

We are going to party like it is 1999 and discuss America's Best Comics line of books, Promethea, Tom Strong, and Top 10 by Alan Moore, JH Williams III, Chris Spouse, Gene Ha and Zander Cannon (Wildstorm and DC Comics). Plus, Book of Cutter, Something is Killing the Children, Jump Scare, Resurrection Man, UltimateSpider-man, Turtles of Grayskull, and Red Coat.  You can follow us on Bluesky @comicsdiscourse114.bsky.social, Instagram: @comicsdiscourse114, Threads: @comicsdiscourse114, and Facebook: Facebook Comics Discourse 114 Also, please leave us a 5-star review at your favorite podcast platforms.  

Its the first week of a month full of comic book chat with the three amigos of the ACP. Or, Three aMAYgos Month... which is a pun that will make the crew chuckle to themselves all month. That means nothing but pure comic book chatter, from Free Comic Book Day 2025, how to get people who know nothing about comics to try reading them, to the infiltration of AI comics into the world and the sad news of a comics legends passing. All that and great comic recommendations, laughs and sexy hand puppet talk! Great stuff to check out: Butch Guise, Bridlington Comic Con, Never Iron Anything, Mega City Book Club, ACP Drink and Draw, Distinctly British Comics, Archers Comics, Down the Tubes, Lawless Comic Con 2025, Fargo, Howard Chaykin, Hellhunters, Marvel Comics, Redcoat, Something is Killing the Children, Sha, Pat Mills, Locke and Key

WyoRINO has released their 2025 legislative scorecard.  It clearly shows who's a Redcoat and who's a conservative.  The other revealing piece of information is who dropped in the ratings.  It's a specific group and the change is dramatic.

Fernan y Juan regresan triunfantes del PRCC para discutir el comic de la semana: Btman #159, y los pulls Summer of Superman Special #1, Absolute Martian Manhunfer #2 y Redcoat #10. Tambien hablan con Jesus, un invitado especial de los Patreons para un Show and Tell de DC vs Marvel Omnibus. Transmitido el 29 de abril, 2025.

Get in the ring! It's Wrestlemania time, and John's got big feelings about this year's show! When Bob, John, and Steve aren't clothslining each other, they're discussing Daredevil: Born Again, the magic of Zatanna, Geiger's impending lawsuit, the steller momentum of Bitter Root, and more!Books: World's Finest #38, Zatanna #3, Astonishing Art of Amanda Conner, Seduction of the Innocent, Red Coat #8-11, Geiger #9-13, Warbreaker (novel), Bitter Root #1-10Other Stuff: Wrestlemania 41, Daredevil: Born Again, South of Midnight (game), Blue Prince (game)The Comic Book Podcast is brought to you by Talking Comics (www.talkingcomicbooks.com). The podcast is hosted by Steve Seigh, Bob Reyer, Joey Braccino, Aaron Amos, Chris Ceary, and John Burkle, who weekly dissect everything comics-related, from breaking news to new releases. Our Instagram handle is @TalkingComicsPodcas,t and you can email us at podcast@talkingcomicbooks.com.

Episode 1475: Red Coat

Episode 1475: Red Coat

Send me a messageMajor General Robert Rollo Gillespie was described the by historian of the British Army as "the bravest man to ever wear a redcoat".But who was he and what did he do?Become A PatronMake A DonationSupport the show

It is a Bat-talk episode as we discuss the first issue of Batman Hush 2 by Jeph Loeb & Jim Lee and Batman Dark Patterns by Dan Watters and Hayden Sherman. Plus, Saga, Redcoat, Bitter Root, Absolute Wonder Woman, Assorted Crisis Events, Department of Truth, and GI Joe. (DC Comics, Image Comics, Skybound, Ghost Machine, Tiny Onion)  

L'émission Back Issues du podcast First Print est un programme de chroniques/reviews/analyse autour de comics sortis en VO ou en VF. Les chroniqueurs Arno et Corentin essaient à la fois de coller à l'actualité, de faire le tour des comics qui montrent toute la diversité de la proposition de la bande dessinée américaine. De préférence, avec des ouvrages à recommander, mais parfois pas ! L'essentiel, c'est surtout de discuter !Alors, quels comics VF allez-vous lire prochainement ?Le ProgrammeLes liens vous renvoient chez notre partenaire Comics Zone (et parfois Pulp's). Une commande chez eux marquera votre soutien à un libraire indépendant, et nous filera aussi un petit coup de pouce !L'Histoire d'un Vilain Rat - 01:58L'Île aux Orcs - 18:25Si Vous Lisez Ça... - 33:55Redcoat Tome 1 - 46:20Soutenez First Print - Podcast Comics de Référence sur TipeeeHébergé par Ausha. Visitez ausha.co/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

Bryan Hitch talks about Ghost Machine, his new publishing effort with Geoff Johns and their book, Redcoat. Simon Pure is an imortal from the revolutionary war that discovers a conspiracy involving the founding fathers. Some of them also appear to be immortal. We also talk about Bryan's art process, work of Venom, Ultimate Invasion and many past DC books. 

It's iFanboy 20/25 — 20 years of podcasting and 25 years of iFanboy! iFanboy… more than just the number one family podcast in America. iFanboy… more than just the world's most thrilling comic book event! Now iFanboy has become the longest running show in podcast history! Come share in the music and the magic, the mystery and the history! iFanboy, now and forever at the Winter Garden Theater! Note: Time codes are estimates due to dynamic ad insertion by the distributor. Running Time: 01:0x:xx Pick of the Week: 00:02:18 – Absolute Superman #5 Comics: 00:13:03 – Geiger #12 00:16:46 – Void Rivals #17 00:22:13 – Babs #6 00:28:55 – Batman: Dark Patterns #4 00:30:33 – The Moon is Following Us #7 00:32:57 – Redcoat #10 00:36:34 – Action Comics #1084 Patron Pick: 00:39:47 – Assorted Crisis Events #1 Patron Thanks: 00:49:22 – Chad Listener Mail: 00:52:22 – Lex from Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada asks about continuing to listen to hobby-specific podcasts after leaving said hobby. Brought To You By: Shopify – This episode is sponsored by Shopify. Sign up for a one-dollar-per-month trial period and take your business to the next level. Found Banking – This episode is sponsored by Found Banking. Join the thousands of small business owners who have streamlined their finances. iFanboy Patrons – Become one today for as little as $3/month! Or join for a full year and get a discount! You can also make a one time donation of any amount! iFanboy T-Shirts and Merch – Show your iFanboy pride with a t-shirt or other great merchandise on Threadless! We've got TWENTY designs! Music: “Traveling Alone” Jason Isbell Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Jace and Rocky talk about a few of the indie titles they have had the chance to read for the week of March 12, 2025. We get a multilayered story filled with incredible depth in Assorted Crisis Events. Rogue Sun starts a brand new chapter with the perfect jumping on point, while String builds to an exciting finale in the penultimate issue. Void Rivals gives us the origin of the Sacred Ring in a very key issue. Flash is told of the fate of Dale Arden as he tries to find a way to reunite wiht her, while Simon Pure meets Annie Oakley in the pages of Red Coat. Bith Spawn and Geiger have incredible last page reveals that have to be seen to be believed. Join us to hear all about these books and a lot more!

Send us a textBRYAN HITCH IN CONVERSATION. Welcome to our first podcast of 2025! I'm thrilled to have an old friend and neighbor, the renowned comic book artist and creator Bryan Hitch, join me for this episode. I've known Bryan for about 36 years, and it was fantastic to reconnect with him. I've always admired his work, so it was a pleasure to chat about his journey—from growing up in Carlisle to starting his career with Marvel UK. We delve into the inspiration behind his iconic Nick Fury in Marvel's The Ultimates, which played a significant role in shaping the MCU. We also discuss how he designed the Doctor's TARDIS back in 2005 when the show made its comeback, as well as his exciting new collaboration, Redcoat, with Geoff Johns. We cover various topics, including his work in film, and it was truly a joy to have Bryan on the show. I can't wait to have him back again soon!So, sit back and enjoy our first episode of the year—it's a real treat. A big thank you to Bryan for joining us!You can watch now on our YouTube Channelhttps://youtube.com/@carlislecultcinemaclub?si=B10gLSYtYWMsDZfmListen Direct here on our Websitehttps://thecarlislecultcinemacast.buzzsprout.comOr Catch it on the Following Platforms.============== SPOTIFY. 

Bullpups Calder, Starlight, and Sunshine (Brad, Heather, and Naching) convene to chat about the second episode of CBS's Watson, and, boy, do they have thoughts on the show. Spoilers, of course!

They couldn't let go. Thomas Jane and Mike Carey resurrect The Lycan, a comics project languishing for over fifteen years. Jane and screenwriter David James Kelly initiated the concept and hired Carey to write the script. An artist was also hired. That artist disappeared. An opportunity arose years later, and a new artist, Diego Yapur, finally materialized this ruthless tale of adventure and horror. The North Sea. 1797. A ship shatters on the shore of a Scottish isle. The hunters within spill upon the sand, encountering a Red Coat regiment and a Convent-turned-Fortress. The three factions mistrust each other but must find unity if they're to defend themselves from a hirsute plague. The Lycan recalls the gnarliest stories in the best comic book anthologies: Twisted Tales, Creepy, Vault of Horror, etc. Yet, it's given the space that writers like Bruce Jones were never afforded. Thomas Jane and Mike Carey are confident storytellers who've spent a lifetime consuming this beautiful medium and know they can let the title and the many engaging characters below it do the work. The beast is coming, but in The Lycan #1, the horror explored is utterly, painfully human. With the French Revolution on the horizon, paranoia grips everyone, and the faith carried by pirates, soldiers, and nuns is challenged and found fractured. How can they possibly fight their doggie dinner destiny? The Lycan allows our podcast conversation with Thomas Jane and Mike Carey to travel into various caves and crannies. We dig into their passion for the comic book medium and how it differs from movies (The Punisher) and novels (The Girl With All The Gifts). We discuss the comic's complicated origin and the challenge of collaboration, as well as the powerful, relatable themes at this book's center. Fear, paranoia, and faith - who needs a werewolf to do you in? The Lycan #1 is now available on ComiXology but will eventually see physical release through Ablaze. Continue this conversation with Thomas Jane by following him on Instagram. And follow Mike Carey on Twitter. Other Relevant Links to This Week's Episode: Married to Singles: Michael Schwartz on Darkhold: Iron Man Spectrum Book Club with Dave Chisholm and Rick Quinn The CBCC Newsletter - Our Psychic Rapport Support Your Local Comic Shop: Episode 1 - Four Color Fantasies in Winchester, Virginia Final Round of Plugs (PHEW): Support the Podcast by Joining OUR PATREON COMMUNITY. The Comic Book Couples Counseling TeePublic Merch Page. Join us at the Alamo Drafthouse in Winchester, Virginia, on 3/09 at 5:00 PM for Josie and the Pussycats, co-sponsored by Four Color Fantasies. And, of course, follow Comic Book Couples Counseling on Facebook, on Instagram, and on Bluesky @CBCCPodcast, and you can follow hosts Brad Gullickson @MouthDork & Lisa Gullickson @sidewalksiren. Send us your Words of Affirmation by leaving us a 5-star Review on Apple Podcasts. Continue your conversation with CBCC by hopping over to our website, where we have reviews, essays, and numerous interviews with comic book creators. Podcast logo by Jesse Lonergan and Hassan Otsmane-Elhaou.

In the spirit of Valentine's Day, we discuss our favorite couples from DC Comics, Marvel Comics, Image Comics, Manga, and other publishers. Plus, Namor, Aquaman, Redcoat, 2000AD, Judge Dredd, Invincible, and Criminal. Follow us on: Bluesky: @comicsdiscourse114.bsky.social Instagram: ComicsDiscourse114 Threads: ComicsDiscourse114 Facebook: Comics Discourse 114 Twitter: ComicsDiscourse  

The Pit by Erik Kriek from Living the Line, Ghost Machine-O-Rama: Geiger, Redcoat, Hyde Street, and Rocketfellers, Seven to Eternity from Rick Remender and company, Heavy Metal, Joe Galaxy from Massimo Mattioli from Fantagraphics, Orochi Volume 3 by Kazuo Umezz from Viz, The Tin Can Society, Namor and Jason Aaron, plus a whole mess more!

Comic Reviews: DC DC Power: Rise of the Power Company 1 by Brandon Thomas, Charles Stewart III, Anthony Fowler Jr.; Zipporah Smith, Kelsey Ramsay, Francesco Segala; John Jennings, Caanan White, Atagun Ilhan, Andrew Dalhouse; Vita Ayala, Ray-Anthony Height, Chris Sotomayor DC's Lex and the City 1 by Sina Grace, Nick Filardi; Maggie Tokuda-Hall, Leslie Hung, Rachael Cohen; Jonathan Rivera, Michael Avon Oeming, Nick Filardi; Charles Skaggs, Serg Acuna, Alex Guimaraes; Brendan Hay, Stephen Byrne; Sabrina Futch, M.L. Sanapo, Arif Prianto; Callie Miller, Lisa Sterle, Marissa Louise; Dave Wielgosz, Howard Porter, Hi-Fi Superman: Lex Luthor Special by Joshua Williamson, Eddy Barrows, Eber Ferreira, Adriano Lucas Marvel Star Wars: A New Legacy 1 by Charles Soule, Ramon Rosanas, Neeraj Menon; Jason Aaron, Leonard Kirk, Jay David Ramos; Kieron Gillen, Salva Espin, Israel Silva Storm: Lifedream 1 by John Jennings, Edwin Galmon, Andrew Dalhouse; Angelique Roche, Alitha Martinez, Andrew Dalhouse; Brittney Morris, Charles Stewart III, Frank William; Curtis Baxter, Karen Darboe, Yen Nitro What If… Galactus Transformed Spider-Gwen? by Kalinda Vazquez, Daniel Picciotti, Rain Beredo Marvel Unlimited Alligator Loki 46 by Alyssa Wong, Bob Quinn Boom Book of Cutter 1 by James Tynion IV, Tate Brombal, Antonio Fuso, Werther Dell'Edera, Chris Shehan, Letizia Cadonici, Miquel Muerto Dynamite SilverHawks 1 by Ed Brisson, George Kambadais, Ellie Wright Image Blood Train 1 by Adam Glass, Bernard Chang, Andrew Dabb, Nelson Zorzetto, Ace Bibbs Ice Cream Man 43 by W. Maxwell Prince, Martin Morazzo, Chris O'Halloran, Et Al Seasons 1 by Rick Remender, Paul Azaceta, Matheus Lopes Oni Power Lords 1 by Dennis Culver, Matt Hotson, V. Ken Marion, Andrew Dalhouse OGN Countdown The Snips: A Bad Buzz Day by Raul the Third Chickenpox by Remy Lai West Hollywood Monster Squad by Sina Grace, Bradley Clayton Adventures Of Invisible Boy Vol 2 by Doogie Horner Racc Pack Vol 2: Prince and Pawper by Stephanie Cooke, Whitney Gardner Additional Reviews: Mister Miracle by Tom King, Mitch Gerads Plane Jane and the Mermaid by Vera Brosgol Deep Dark by Molly Knox Ostertag Hobtown Mystery Stories: Cursed Hermit by Bertin, Forbes House of Cards Dog Man Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man ep 1 and 2 News: Hunger and Dusk switches to graphic novel format, IDW woes, Good Omens kickstarter distances itself from Gaiman, Coraline musical cancelled, Sandman cancelled after two seasons, more casting for Scream 7, Joe Q's Mad Cave line announcements, Dark Spaces: Dungeon optioned as a movie, Omninews, Jurassic World Chaos Theory renewed, Buffy revival Trailers: Electric State, Megan 2.0, FF teaser Comics Countdown (29 January 2025): Redcoat 9 by Geoff Johns, Bryan Hitch, Andrew Currie, Brad Anderson Green Lantern 19 by Jeremy Adams, Oclair Albert, Jason Paz, Fernando Pasarin, Romulo Fajardo Jr. TMNT 6 by Jason Aaron, Juan Ferreyra Superman: Lex Luthor Special by Joshua Williamson, Eddy Barrows, Eber Ferreira, Adriano Lucas DC's Lex and the City by Sina Grace, Nick Filardi; Maggie Tokuda-Hall, Leslie Hung, Rachael Cohen; Jonathan Rivera, Michael Avon Oeming, Nick Filardi; Charles Skaggs, Serg Acuna, Alex Guimaraes; Brendan Hay, Stephen Byrne; Sabrina Futch, M.L. Sanapo, Arif Prianto; Callie Miller, Lisa Sterle, Marissa Louise; Dave Wielgosz, Howard Porter, Hi-Fi Seasons 1 by Rick Remender, Paul Azaceta, Matheus Lopes You Never Heard of Me 2 by Iolanda Zanfardino, Elisa Romboli Kosher Mafia 5 by David Hazan, Sami Kivela Hornsby and Halo 3 by Peter J. Tomasi, Peter Snejbjerg, John Kalisz Star Wars: A New Legacy by Charles Soule, Ramon Rosanas, Neeraj Menon; Jason Aaron, Leonard Kirk, Jay David Ramos; Kieron Gillen, Salva Espin, Israel Silva

Django, Roman, and Jeff are fighting through the cold weather to deliver some great news - last week had some crazy good comics! A touching but horrifying anthology, a strong start to a new series, and a surprising new gem that just keeps Jeff on his toes. What more do you want?0:03:50 - Well Welcome Wellmer!0:08:48 - Severance Season 2 (minor to no spoilers)0:11:21 - Ice Cream Man #430:21:35 - The Seasons #10:29:00 - Spectrum #20:34:00 - Dust to Dust #20:43:41 - Babs #50:46:17 - Redcoat #90:50:02 - TMNT #60:53:12 - Terminator #41:00:35 - Time Waits #3SPOILERS! Tread carefully dear listener, because we're going to talk about what happened in these books. So definitely pause this, read your comics, and come back. We'll still be here!And an enormous thank you, as always, to Andrew Carlson for editing this mess into something listenable.Subscribe to us on Apple, Spotify or wherever you like to get your podcasts.Email us at jeff@thecomicsplace.com! We love hearing from you and there's a good chance we will read it on air!Cover art by Paul AzacetaVisit us at The Comics Place next time you're in Bellingham, Washington!

It's iFanboy 20/25 — 20 years of podcasting and 25 years of iFanboy! Hey Siri! Josh Flanagan and Conor Kilpatrick have a bit of the comic book blues, but making lemonade out of lemons is basically what they do here, at least on Fifth Weeks. Note: Time codes are estimates due to dynamic ad insertion by the distributor. Running Time: 01:05:12 Pick of the Week: 00:01:06 – Redcoat #9 Comics: 00:10:57 – Superman: Lex Luthor Special #1 00:15:59 – West Coast Avengers #3 00:20:57 – The Seasons #1 00:27:27 – X-Men #10 00:29:18 – SilverHawks #1 00:34:21 – Green Lantern #586 (19) 00:35:41 – Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles #6 Patron Pick: 00:38:12 – Ice Cream Man #43 Patron Thanks: 00:46:34 – Chad Daniel Listener Mail: 00:49:22 – Greg M. from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania is very excited about the Super Bowl and has some comic book related questions. 00:52:48 – Patrick K. from North Carolina thinks comics are better at nostalgia than movies and television. Please consider donating to Dream Center to support the relief efforts for the victims of the Los Angeles fires. Brought To You By: • Shopify – This episode is sponsored by Shopify. Sign up for a one-dollar-per-month trial period and take your business to the next level. • Postage #1 – A new comic book series from Michael Hoffert Jr. and Sergio Carrera! Support it now on Kickstarter! • iFanboy Patrons – Become one today for as little as $3/month! Or join for a full year and get a discount! You can also make a one time donation of any amount! • iFanboy T-Shirts and Merch – Show your iFanboy pride with a t-shirt or other great merchandise on Threadless! We've got TWENTY designs! Music: “Johnny Appleseed” NOFX Listen to Conor, Josh, and Ron discuss The Crow (1994) on Cradle to the Grave.Listen to Conor discuss Swingers on Movie of the Year: 1996.Listen to Conor discuss Ghostbusters on Movie of the Year: 1984. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

The Redcoat returns to the podcast to speak about his deer season and Ryan sets his goal for 2025. Cody also breaks down his personal goals and the goals for TBLO. See more or buy our merch at https://thethinbluelineoutdoors.com/ Get All Your Thermal Needs at: 365 Thermal https://365thermal.shop/ Check out partners below: Mr. Rubb and Farmer's Bootleg Products https://bootlegproducts.com/ref/7/ Use code: TBLO RackGetter Scents https://www.rackgetterscents.net/shop Dominant Strands https://dominant-strands.com/ https://www.rekbroadheads.com/ Use code: BlueLine15 to save 15% off your first order. Check out Our Grounds Coffee at https://ourgroundscoffeeco.com/ #hunting #bowhunting #huntingseason #coffee #coffeetime #podcast

Jace and Rocky close out 2024 with the final week of indie titles. We get three books from ghost Machine with Geiger providing a bit of a Hulk vibe and Redcoat showing that Simon Pure is a character you can tell any type of story with. Hornsby & Halo's second issue shows that the story is much bigger than we first thought and Rocky chooses it as his book of the week. We get some spectacular art in Violator as it provides some alternate history. Speaking of history, Dust to Dust is set during the Great Depression with a serial killer loose in a small town. Join us to hear our thoughts on these titles and more.

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Two cocks are best, in a woman's bed..Based on a post by Drmaxc. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. It had all been rather lovely. Even Sylvie's comment that Malcolm had cum there under his fingernails!Perhaps a rather quiet evening spent in front of the television, but bedtime proved rather more lively. Malcolm found himself being invited into Sylvie and Elvin's bed."You're not asleep, are you Malcolm,"came a voice from the doorway just after he had turned his light off. A movement towards the bed and then there was Sylvie in bed with him in the dark and a hand feeling for and finding his already erect organ. In another moment she was on top of him, and his erection pushed right up into her. Malcolm's large tumescent penis inches and inches up inside Sylvie."Not a lot of foreplay, Sylvie!"Her warm mouth smothered his."This is foreplay, Malcolm! We want you to come back to our bed. I just thought I'd check you were up for it. I didn't get a lot of cock this afternoon. I want to make up for it and be really fucked. Two men are best in a girl's bed." Her movements did not stop as she talked."That's really nice, Malcolm, Are you coming to join us now? Elvin will be waiting."Quite something to get out of bed in the darkness.  But Malcolm was guided by his penis, to the couple's bed. Led with a firm hand on his erection."In you get."Sylvie in the middle, Elvin the other side of her. Tucked up in bed with young bodies. Outside the world cold and still, in the bed all warm and cosy. The two men snuggling up against her, hips turned to her. She could feel Elvin's penis hard against her asshole. Sylvie's hand, or was that two, tickling his penis, his penis still wet from Sylvie cunt.And then Elvin went down on her for a sloppy licking of her cunt. Malcolm kneeling near her head as she nibbled over his full knob.He was not expected to go down the bed. A thing for young people. Rather than seek her sexual organs for cunnilingus, she was brought to him. Presented to him straddling, almost on the pillow. Lovely to bury his beard and his lips in Sylvie's wet place, his lips to hers, his tongue seeking and penetrating, his lips sucking on her 'little man' And then he felt Sylvie's lips, down the bed, once more taking him in, as her hips straddled Elvin, who was lying on his back with his head at the baseboard. It was all very cosy. Father Christmas and his elves.It was not a double oral spurting. Instead, it was copulation. Shared and energetic copulation. Sylvie moving from one man to the other, one cock to the other, in different and pleasing positions all within the warmth of the bed.Her instruction was neither of the men was to come, if possible, for a long time. She wanted a really long fuck. And she got it. Interesting to speculate just how much length of cock she got. If each thrust and out-pulling was measured in inches how far would that be? If Malcolm did an almost full in and out that would be at least six inches each way. A foot indeed. So, three thrusts make a yard. Twenty-two yards to the chain and ten chains to the furlong. Perhaps not that far, but might Sylvie have had a good hundred yards of cocking?Finally, Sylvie said,"Enough, please cum."But even so that was quite a few yards further between them before Elvin and Malcolm in turn did what she asked. So good to fuck in the warmth of the bed. So good to have three of them all tucked up together. Malcolm could get very used to that! So good to, finally, follow Elvin into Sylvie's vagina, she on her back, Malcolm on top and not just engage in the motions of sexual intercourse but to keep going past the point of stopping and withdrawing, and then feeling his spunk spurting out into the girl squashed beneath him. Lovely to lie there feeling his penis subside and then turn over and drop into a deep sleep, rather tired and 'shagged out.'It had snowed in the night as it had the previous afternoon. Malcolm judged they could still get away on the morrow but probably not if it snowed again. He was up early, feeling really rather chipper from the events, the long copulation, of the night before. After a cup of tea, he wrapped himself up in insulated coveralls, boots, mitts, and a trapper hat; and ventured outside and down the drive a little way. Perhaps with a bit of clearing the car could make it down to the road. He might get them all working with shovels. Or should he wait until the next day. Pointless to do a lot of work if not needed. Perhaps better to build a snowman.And after breakfast that is what they did. A snowman each, only Sylvie made a snowwoman. The difference was rather obvious, not that neither Malcolm nor Elvin had used carrots for penises rather than noses, big upright carrots indeed (and perhaps lumps of coal as balls!). That would have been rather good. Sylvie's snowwoman was obviously such, due to her oversized breasts and, well, her less than upright position. On her back with legs splayed and, well, if Malcolm and Elvin's snowmen did not have upright penises of carrot or snow (or perhaps a stick each), Sylvie had been rather detailed between the snowwoman's legs, and not just with the patch of moss she had shaped into a triangle!It was funny. And Elvin and Malcolm then had to make a snowwoman themselves, and, yes, complete with that special hole, molded and poked with delight into the packed snow. This snowwoman not standing but on her knees and with ass in the air, yes indeed, very much in the 'doggy' position. Impressively detailed in all respects."Oh, you've just got to!"And it was obvious to Malcolm and Elvin just what Sylvie meant.Just too cold to do that, copulate with the snowwoman, from a standing start. Well, not that even! They needed to go inside and warm first."Start with me and then rush out and finish with 'her', Elvin."And not content with that, Sylvie's idea expanded. She wanted Elvin to do the deed naked.Malcolm got his camera from his bedroom, pausing to undress and put on his red coat. When he returned downstairs, there were Elvin and Sylvie 'at it' in front of the fire. Naked young people fucking 'doggy' style.Sylvie warming her boyfriend up for the challenge. The challenge of rushing outside naked, sticking his hot, girl wet erection into the snowwoman's specially prepared orifice and releasing.It was going to be cold, not just on penises, but swinging balls as well, to say nothing of feet and generally exposed skin. Would the sheer eroticism maintain Elvin's enthusiasm and arousal. Could he really do it?Between the buttons & buttonholes of his red coat Malcolm's penis appeared, growing firm at the sight. He raised his camera and clicked the shutter. Hopefully a good photo of the couple bathed in the orange glow of the fire."Almost. Do I really have to. Can't I just come in here? In Sylvie's vagina or in the warmth of the cottage and by the fire?”said Elvin, pausing. The answer from Sylvie was negative! A deep breath from Elvin, another few strokes and then, hard penised, the naked young man was heading for the door out into the snow. Malcolm in boots and coat came with him. Naked, Sylvie watched through the window.Cold outside, freezing. Though at least the sun was out and there was not a breath of wind. Elvin more than ankle deep in snow and running naked to the bent over snowwoman. Malcolm hurrying after him, keen to photograph the penetration. Quite a sight. Pale blue sky, wonderfully detailed and white snowwoman and Elvin standing there all pink and naked and importantly with his cock up and hard.'Click' as Elvin's knob touched the snow orifice. 'Click' as it went into the snow cave.Gasping, almost unexpected noises, from Elvin as he pushed home. The snow hole probably nothing like as smooth as Sylvie's place. Certainly, a completely different temperature but bumps and perhaps an unexpected twist as he pushed in."Ooh, wow, ooh, wow! Cold on my balls! Cold everywhere.”Exclaimed the young man as his buttocks flexed and he pushed in and out.No hanging about, no prolonging the 'pleasure', straight into fucking - Elvin went for it. A hard fuck, a real pounding for the perhaps unsuspecting snowwoman. And she was then, indeed, inseminated.The cold, the snow or ice, did not make Elvin 'lose it.' A click of the camera as Elvin pulled out, hot cum still dripping down to the snow."Wow, that was different! You've got to try that, Mr Butteridge."Through the window glass Sylvie was watching, her hands playing with her body, ‘jilling' to the sight. Malcolm opened the leaves of his great red coat. Father Christmas had the capability and was about to fuck a snowwoman.And who else, really should do that? Who else should fuck a snowwoman than Father Christmas himself? Perhaps, sometimes, he might get a little bored with his elves up at the North Pole or in Lapland, maybe yearning for a more substantial woman than his little elves. Might his elves fashion a buxom snowwoman for him and sprinkle elven dust to animate her for a time? Might they reach into his coat and play with his great cock, stimulating and preparing him for the bout?A smile at Sylvie through the glass, her eyes though on his cock, proud upright and purple fringed, and then he stepped up to the bending snowwoman. Would Elvin's work have melted the snow a little, made it wet and slippery or might Elvin's ejaculate have had that effect?Ice cold, though, on his body warm erection as he touched the entrance to the snow cavern. Best not to tarry once started. A gasp as he felt the cold slide up his cock as he slid in. "Whoo!" he exclaimed as his balls pressed against the snow. Up to the hilt in the snowwoman. Malcolm began thrusting. Not as cold, not at all, for Malcolm compared to Elvin. Apart from his penis, the rest of him was covered by his coat and on his feet his boots. Elvin had been stark naked. The intensity of the cold was localised, where there were a lot of nerve endings! It had been all around Elvin.Tight and unyielding but he got in and was fucking.Within the cottage, both Sylvie and Elvin watched. Elvin had not hung about, instead he had hurried inside to warm frozen feet and cold pretty much everything else. Malcolm fucked outside alone, if the snowwoman did not count. Stroking himself towards orgasm.When it came it was remarkably good. Remarkably good in fact, the icy cold having a surprisingly pleasing effect, not least the touch of ice to his balls just as the first spurt issued, when he rammed home pushing his balls right against the snowwoman. Malcolm's mouth opened and he let out a cry, "Oh wow!" just as Elvin had done, and he was free spurting, hot cum shooting out in electric spasms of pleasure. A second insemination for the snowwoman, just as Sylvie had received before in the snow.The afternoon again involved a snowy walk. A board game after lunch and general relaxation. It was only after coffee that things became sexual again. It was Sylvie's suggestion that they should be naked in front of the fire. It was a very good fire, & very cold outside the cottage. The rest of the cottage was not so warm away from the lounge or the fire, but beautifully warm in front of its leaping flames. The smell of wood smoke rising up the chimney to drift away in the frosty air.So good, Malcolm felt, to pull clothes from his body and be there naked with his young friends. The implication of Sylvie's suggestion had aroused him. So good to be there with them and not be just naked but powerfully erect. Standing & waiting to see what Sylvie might suggest. Standing there with the equally erect Elvin, his nice little cock pointing up at the ceiling and his balls hanging like a double pendulum."Now, you two, sit down facing each other in front of the fire, then lay on your backs. Put your right leg over the other's left leg, and scoot your asses down tight against each other. I want your cocks together so I can play with two at once."A bit of shuffling rearrangement and then there they were. Malcolm's penis and Elvin's up together and their balls hanging together and touching. Sylvie crouched, still in her corduroy dress, but Malcolm could see up into it, see her furry sex without knickers. A pleasing sight. Sylvie reached and grasped both cocks in her hand, squeezing them together, hardness against hardness.Did Sylvie want to be a sandwich?  She was certainly, more than happy to be spank or fondled up her ass, Malcolm rather thought his cock too big for Her ass. He would not be averse to a double penetration. Elvin in Sylvie's ass and him in the proper place. That would be good, feeling both Elvin's cock through the thin walls and Sylvie's delight at the same time. It would have been nice, but he was not pushing for that, still less to try for Sylvie's puckered sphinker holeSylvie's stroking hands on the rug in front of the fire. Two penises together, balls jangling against the other pair. Good feelings. The gorgeous warmth of the fire felt on the sensitive penile skin, the up and down movement, and that view up Sylvie's dress to her delightfully hair fringed and somewhat open sex. Sylvie bending her head and licking over both knobs together, tongue playing at their openings and then trying to get both into her mouth at once."Too big, too much cock!" she paused, "I wonder?" The girl knelt up and pulled off her dress, so she could straddle the double penis. Tall on her knees & facing Elvin, she reached in front & behind to collect her two cocks.Holding them together, Sylvie lowered herself down, grasping the penises together, pulling Elvin's upwards so both knobs were touching and paired. Hot, wet cunt pushing against shiny and taut knobs but, held together, there was just not room to go in despite the lovely slipperiness of Sylvie's arousal.Her hand slipped a bit and Elvin's cock dropped downwards leaving Malcolm's taller organ to stand 'head and shoulders' above Elvin's. Only then was a penetration achieved. Malcolm's thick organ slid in alone until Sylvie's cunt came down to Elvin's knob. A lovely feeling, obviously for Sylvie, not at all bad for Elvin but really good for Malcolm!"It's not going to work, is it?" Clearly Sylvie meant she wasn't going to be able to double stuff herself with two cocks, she did not mean Malcolm's cock was not going to work, because, actually, it was not far off 'working' and spurting his hot cum up into her! It was fully capable. "Just let me rub a little more. I think I can come against you both."And she did, a double rub up and down her sex. Steady and wetly pleasurable. Not one but two smooth glans penises running over her hard and needy clitoris.A delightful and so warm orgasm by the fire.The girl came down from her semi-mounted position to play once more with the two erections. Her mouth and tongue upon them, tasting herself there, a slippery wet coating to the two penises. And then a double handed holding, one hand grasping cocks and foreskins, the other reaching under and clasping four balls together."I wonder who'll cum first," Sylvie mused as she moved the double skin up and down. Very slowly. It was Elvin. All at once a spurting, cum pouring out of one of the little slits, out and onto Malcolm's penis, running down around his purple fringed head, down between the two penises and onto and into Sylvie's hand. A sudden and additional warm lubrication. Spent and shrinking, Sylvie let go of Elvin and concentrated on Father Christmas' large cock. Up and down went his foreskin, so gooey and cummy yet unejaculated. A cock with icing, almost as iced as a Christmas cake. A strong manly penis not a rich, dark, fruit cake!Was it good enough to eat? Sylvie certainly thought so, her head went down on it, and she absorbed it into her mouth. Elvin's cum and all.Sylvie had said back in Malcolm's room at the department store, when she had sat naked on his lap after her shower, that 'what I do want for Christmas is a really big cock,' and her wish had come true! It was there in her mouth, as it had been, actually, that first time when she had been naked with him. And if that was not enough, Sylvie received more than just the really big cock whilst there in the warmth on the rug by the fire in the cottage. White bearded white-haired Father Christmas poured more gifts right into her waiting mouth.A long and rather copious load, considering; blasted into her mouth. A considerable pleasure for Malcolm as well, an eye screwing up, shuddering release.Afterwards they dressed. For the last time they dressed up as Father Christmas and his elves, and they went outside into the dark and the cold and the still. A clear night, the moon not yet risen, the stars out in the blackness above, bright and twinkling. Great Orion with his belt, the Plough, Cassiopeia, the Great Square of Pegasus, so many constellations, so many stars. The Milky Way as a great band across the sky. So still, so clear, so frosty. They stood still together, gazing. Across the landscape silence and not a lit window in sight. The little party was remarkably alone in the snow-covered countryside. It had been just the break Malcolm had hoped for. It could so easily have been grey, wet, and windy. When it rained there, it rained. And Sylvie and Elvin had been such good companions. Fun, delighting in the cottage and certainly providing plentiful grown-up games! All being well, unless it really snowed in the night, and that did not look likely, they would be homeward bound tomorrow. A pity, Malcolm would not at all be averse to a few more days at the cottage with them. Perhaps they might manage one more game in the morning. Perhaps all in bed together. Another sharing of, and in, Sylvie. Another double deposit made. More Christmas presents for Sylvie! Malcolm rather thought, if he rummaged around in his sack, his ball sack of course, he might find a few more for presents for Sylvie!Based on a post by Drmaxc for Literotica. 

A hedonistic stroll in the winter wonderlandBased on a post by Drmaxc. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.Malcolm's smile at Elvin was broad as he stepped forward, keen to get his erection out of the sunlit cold and into, the warmth, under the pinafore dress. Perhaps keen to show Elvin that his hefty cock would go in little Sylvie.Done before with Sylvie but not like that, not out in the open. So good to dip and push against hot wetness, a little resistance, after all Elvin had not exactly stretched Sylvie. Malcolm's rounded knob pushed at her entrance, overcame the resistance, and simply slid up into the silky-smooth heat."Ah!" he breathed and begun to fuck. Not his bare ass exposed in the snow. All rather private really, if not for the rather loud sounds of intercourse. The sounds of a tight-fitting piston!Father Christmas fucking one of his elves out in the snow. So good. The scene, the snow scene with the stone walls and carpet of white quite wonderful. And the contrast of the cold to his cheeks, his rosy cheeks above his beard, and the heat around his cock striking.Good to hear sounds from Sylvie that showed the little elf was appreciating the dual male attention she was receiving.It wasn't quite like the sound of a cork out of a bottle but there certainly was a sound as Malcolm pulled away, extracting his near cumming penis with a cry and heavy breathing. The cold on his wet penis felt immediately.He swung around towards Elvin the two erections almost knocking at each other."Better get back in, Elvin, it's cold out!"Clear by his nod that Elvin thought so.Perhaps he should have pulled up his tights or at least dropped his tunic. Clearly grateful to push back into Sylvie's warmth and equally clear by Sylvie's squeak that she had felt the temperature difference.Not quite like having a rounded icicle, all penis shape and dildo like, pushed into her. But not as warm as Malcolm had been.Malcolm pulled his great coat around himself and stepped back to admire the scene of two elves fucking in the snow.Both Sylvie and Elvin, and for that matter him too, really needed to get on with their orgasms. They did not want to get too cold though a brisk walk back to the cottage and the welcoming open fire would help. He stamped his feet. Even with woolen socks the cold did start to penetrate. Good to hear appropriate noises from the young people and know, even if he could not see, semen was passing.And that meant it would be his turn to pass his own to Sylvie.His eye was on Elvin's cock as it came out. Clear he had ejaculated. There was leaking and running cum on his knob. A knob all wet from Sylvie.So tempting to see if Elvin would mind if he put his lips around the knob and tasted the two young people together. A nice little suckle before the 'main course' of pushing back into Sylvie and releasing. Might Elvin like then to suck Malcolm's cock, a triple taste of Sylvie, and the two men's cum? But the tights were up and tunic down before he could even suggest the idea.Malcolm pushed back in, girl slick smoothness gliding over his knob, up into the girl. The fucking recommenced.Perhaps Sylvie came a second time. Certainly, the sounds she made did not suggest anything other than she was enjoying herself, pushing back at the invading organ.Certainly, an orgasm to remember. Sylvie pushing back at him as it began, his cum shooting away inside her. What pleasure! A long cum and then it was a shame, really, to have to leave Sylvie's warm nest and bring his now limp cock back out into the cold. It was, though, very soon hidden away as he watched Sylvie rising and smoothing down her dress. A well-fucked little elf.The party resumed its ramble, up out of the dell and back in the direction of the cottage along a farm track, not that you could see it, but the gates showed where it started and ended. Three figures walking through virgin snow."Oh," squeaked Sylvie stopping and both men saw the source of her squeak. Down on the snow between her boots a dripping and, indeed, marks in the virgin snow. Virgin no longer, clearly! Sylvie ungloved her hand and put it between her knees, lifting she showed what she had caught. A big, perhaps elvish grin, and she brought it to her lips."Mmm. I could do with a mug of something warm when we get back to the cottage!"That was certainly in the offing but unlikely either men could yet manage to produce more of what was warm on her fingers and being sucked into her mouth, at least not for a little while, however much she might try and encourage back at the cottage. Part 3Seasonal frolics: Copulating with a snowwoman - surely not!Indeed, a mug or three of something hot back at the cottage. The hot chocolate was very welcome, made thickly. Having stamped the snow from their boots and taken them off, the three had sat in front of the roaring fire with their mugs, gradually, as they warmed, divesting themselves of unnecessary clothing.Malcolm had then been up and down preparing the late lunch. He now found himself relaxed on the settee in just his red coat, boots off, shirt and jumper removed, his coat open and his penis lolling in its white nest of curls. Elvin in tunic and red shirt and Sylvie in much the same albeit with shirt half undone and breasts peaking out.Sylvie seemed to be taking a lot of interest in his cock, whispering to Elvin as she kept looking at it. Malcolm was intrigued and so was his penis, it moved and thickened a little. Sylvie giggled."Might I?"She asked but did not wait for an answer. Her pink tongue was out and gently licking Malcolm's half exposed knob."Come on, Elvin,"she said, and the other elf came to join his friend. A little surprised look on his face maybe, and a little tentative.Elvin moved a little and his green tunic slid up his thigh revealing his penis. It was all hard. He was aroused as well. Malcolm slid his hand under Sylvie's corduroy dress and up her smooth inner thigh. She too was clearly excited. Silken wetness to her sex. A finger into her hole, finger moving and thumb finding her little erection. Three erectile organs up in the cottage by the fire. Three warm bodies in a state of sexual arousal. A second hand appearing next to his own up inside Sylvie's dress, another finger joining Malcolm's inside Sylvie, moving up and down as one. How good if both their penises could go into Sylvie like that. How good! Two hard cocks pressed together and fucking Sylvie, but there was barely room for Malcolm's thick organ alone, let alone a thinner second penis, but fingers were a different matter.Lovely to make Sylvie come together. A joint effort. All done with fingers, as Malcolm's penis stood hard out of his robe and Elvin's as hard, if smaller, coming out under his tunic.Gasping and using one or two rude words, Sylvie shuddered in her orgasm before almost immediately hopping onto Elvin's lap and settling down, her falling corduroy dress hiding the connection. But Malcolm could feel, and did, what was happening. What a rather delightful thing to do, and Malcolm felt that it was permitted, to intrude into a couple's lovemaking to the extent of not simply watching but feeling them in the act, even to the extent of feeling around and on the joined organs. Malcolm's fingers touching penis and vulva, even feeling with fingertips where penis and girl sex came together, encircling the male organ and riding with it. Malcolm even had a finger up her whilst Elvin was fucking her with his cock. Malcolm spread the leaves of his great red robe wide, his cock standing firm and large, a clear invitation for his female elf to mount and ride.Wonderful to watch Sylvie lift her dress as she moved over his thighs. With legs spread she began to lower herself. So good to see a dollop of Elvin's cum drop from her and land 'splat' right on his purple edged knob and spread itself like icing on a cake."Hold Malcolm firm, Elvin." A hand around his cock holding him upright for the girl.Two elves in attendance!Sylvie lowered herself down and down, Elvin's hand coming away as she slid lower, absorbing the whole of Father Christmas' cock and its cum splattered head, Malcolm pushing Elvin's 'icing back up into Sylvie.A steady and long fuck in front of the fire. No hurry as Elvin was not awaiting his 'turn.' So good being ridden by the young woman on his very slippery pole.A particular delight was feeling the radiant warmth from the fire, so hot on his balls!Perhaps Sylvie felt the same about her ass, with his hands on her two globes the dress was held up and her cheeks exposed to the open fire.Having already fucked that morning in the snow it took a little time for Malcolm to come, a pleasant enough time of course! So good to have a young lass riding his old cock. Riding until it manfully produced deep within her.Later, Malcolm went outside to bring in more logs and found the snow remarkably sticky, just right for snowman or igloo building. Indeed, he set up a snowman up in a matter of minutes looking in at the window. Sylvie and Elvin found that very funny when they caught sight of it a little later seeming to peer in at them. Caught by the visitor in their partial nudity.Not surprisingly they were soon all wrapped up and outside together, this time fashioning an igloo from very large, rolled balls of snow. Three people working moved the job along quickly. There is only so long you can stay outside in the snow even when working hard. A handsome igloo and a large one complete with entrance tunnel. They crawled inside and soon thought a floor covering would be in order. Malcolm fetched picnic blankets and the like. Fun to be inside and actually quite warm so long as you did not touch the sides or roof. Warm enough, but they were all starting to feel a little chilly despite all the exertion and it was time to put the final touches to the celebration lunch. Indeed, turkey and all that went with it. Malcolm had been unobtrusively busy!Later, again, replete, full, indeed very full, 'stuffed' might well be the word. There was not any appetite for more sexual relations that evening. But Boxing Day was another day.Malcolm awoke. It had been snowing again in the night, covering much of the rolling of snow to build the igloo and innumerable boot prints. The world again looked pristine and fresh with the sun thinking of making an appearance. A good, cooked breakfast and talk of another walk. Elvin was standing, in his red tunic and green tights by a window looking out."I remember seeing in a magazine a nude girl in furry boots and nothing else in the snow.""One of those sorts of magazines,""Certainly! It was, that but she looked fantastic.""Bet her tits were like proverbial cherries.""More like peanuts actually, large ones! Ever been naked in the snow, Sylvie.""Funny enough, no, with or without furry boots.""Would you Sylvie?""I'd like to see that,""You must be joking, go for a walk, more like a run, nothing on. Out there? With you gazing out from the window all in the warmth. We could all, though. A quick run, and I mean a quick run,""Or, we could go to the igloo!"A mad idea but had not the walk dressed as Father Christmas and his elves the day before, to say nothing of the snowy fuck, been pretty mad?The idea developed and Malcolm went to add further insulation to the igloo floor, blankets and the like.Getting undressed in front of a roaring fire is one thing. Going out starkers into the snow quite another. Three naked people in the room before the adventure. Lovely Sylvie, all curvy with her dark pigtails and triangle, ample breasts and brown skin, Elvin so fair and pale with his blue eyes and slim penis and Malcolm with his paunch, his white curly hair here, there and everywhere, to say nothing of his sizeable cock and balls."Are we running to the igloo?""Three times around it and then in. And are you boys going to be hard because I think you should be."Sylvie reached and took her boyfriend and Malcolm in hand. Two cocks in her hands, two foreskins being stroked, two penises rising and firming.She kept them stroked and hard all the way to the front door but then they were on their own. If someone out on the moors had seen them the day before, he or she would have been more than surprised to see Father Christmas and elves out and about, still the more so when the fucking started. But to see a man looking every inch like the jolly present giver, coming stark bollock naked out into the snow, white beard, and all, but without boots, coat, gloves, or anything plus sporting a really impressive cock and attended by what were very, very clearly naked boy and girl elves, The man or woman might be later visiting a doctor over having strange hallucinations.Running after each other, boobs, penises, and balls waving and bouncing, bare feet in the snow. And then following each other into the igloo, Elvin, Sylvie and then Malcolm. Private parts very much on view to the follower.And not too cold in the igloo, not on the blankets and when huddled together in the subdued light coming through the snow, naked flesh to naked flesh. Pleasingly warm, warm enough for sex. The three of them, remarkably, out of the cottage with not a stitch on. Believable in mid-summer on a hot day maybe, but Boxing Day in the snow? Yet there they were."Wow, that was amazing." said Sylvie, her gorgeous chest heaving from the brisk run, her skin pink from the sudden cold and exertion, Her hands reached again and closed on the two cocks, hands squeezing and moving, hands stimulating them back into a full stand."And this is so, Mmm, is it wrong for a girl to like sucking cock so much?"and she dropped her head and was sucking Elvin as she wanked the pair. Her head went down again but on the other larger penis, Malcolm's cock absorbed in her mouth."Come on, suck my cock!"Malcolm was not loath. Nice to be encouraged by Sylvie. He lowered his head as Sylvie continued to stroke Elvin, drifting her lips over Elvin's knob, letting the rounded shape push her lips apart. Not a big cock but still substantial in her mouth. A mouth then going over his own and Sylvie's voice saying something about how good it was to suck. The other cock clearly Elvin's."My turn, boys." Turn and turn about.Plentiful sucking and then hands freely roaming. Three bodies keeping close together for warmth, three pairs of hands moving over naked flesh. At one point even three fingers from three separate hands in Sylvie's hole. Elvin, Malcolm, and Sylvie moving their fingers as one. A triple finger fuck."Time to fuck, get that cock in me Elvin. Go on, fuck me, and I want to suck Father Christmas."Elvin's cock quickly pushed into the girl and moving as he pumped her. Sylvie  took Malcolm's knob into her mouth. Hips and mouth movement coordinated. Squelching sucking sounds from penis in vagina and penis in mouth. All present penises and vaginas being stimulated together."I'm nearly there. Really, I am. Swop boys!"A squirming around each other. Three tight packed naked bodies on the rugs in the igloo, careful not to touch the sides. Malcolm sinking himself into Sylvie as her mouth sought and found Elvin's cock, all wet and girl tasting. Good to fuck and suck, but Sylvie was careful not to overdo the suck. Much as she would like to have had a twitching, spurting cock in her mouth as he came, she thought Elvin would probably want to remember fully fuckin

A Winter Cottage FrolicBased on a post by Drmaxc. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. "Normally I meet up with my sister and her family at, we own this cottage. It was our great aunt's, and we've sort of kept it for holidays and so on. Sentimental really. Middle of nowhere but lovely in the summer and well, we usually meet there for Christmas but she can't this year so I might just stay here at the flat. Always fun with her children at the cottage, well her grandchildren now. A busy house and a real family Christmas, not having a family of my own. We got snowed in one year. The children, that was her children then, loved that. You know, snowmen, igloos, snowball fights and importantly plenty of wood for the fires. It's a bit basic.""Sounds lovely. Like Father Christmas' place in Lapland. I can just imagine you there in your coat and boots.""It's not a log cabin! And I don't usually dress like this. And not that much fun on your own, hence I might stay at my flat. I don't know, I might go but perhaps not the most sensible thing to do at my age, on my own. I shall probably give it a miss."It was the next day, after their day's work. It was clear Sylvie had something to ask. As was becoming usual, she sat on Malcolm's lap. Upon the table the management had placed a bowl of fruit. They seemed to be looking after their Father Christmas. "I wondered, Malcolm, I wondered if, Elvin and I were talking, and we don't really want just to stay in the flat over Christmas. It occurred to me, "Sylvie picked up a banana from the bowl and fingered it. To Malcolm it was all rather suggestive the way she was moving it around her fingers."I mean you'd like to go to your cottage, but your sister can't make it with the children, and you don't want to be there alone. A shame, but would it be a second best, I mean sort of win-win, we get to go away, and you get to the cottage if, might we stay with you there over the holiday. It might snow and we get trapped in. Exciting! Would you mind?""We could take board games and snowy walks are always good and there's plenty of logs and coal to keep us warm. That's a nice idea, Sylvie. I'd be delighted to play host.""Goody! You could bring your robe and be Father Christmas and we could wear elf outfits. What fun. I'd love to see you dressed like that out in real snow. And, and, Malcolm, we could have sex. We could play seasonal sexual games.""But, Elvin?""How much do you like sharing, Malcolm? Do you like to watch and share?”She had reached into his robe and was stroking him but had the banana in her other hand and made a pretense of having two cocks within her hands, pretending to wank the banana as she was wanking him. She brought the banana into his robe and against him, touching his erection with it and then holding them in her hands together. His penis curving away from the banana, the banana curving away from him until she squeezed, and his knob came up against banana. Sylvie was rubbing his cock against the banana.Sylvie grinned, a very naughty look,"Do you like to share a woman, Malcolm? I like the idea. I like the idea very much.""But will Elvin?""He'll have to come to like it, no, I'm sure he will. I just like the idea, the thought of the three of us, your cock in my cunt and Elvin's cock in my mouth. Could you do it, Malcolm, would you mind, could you share my cunt with Elvin, and let me blow you as Elvin reams my ass?"Beneath his snowy white beard Malcolm smiled at Sylvie,"I don't think I'd have too much trouble about that."" Elvin is a young man, and his load comes fast; often before I've had my satisfaction. That's when I really need another cock, if needs be,"Malcolm's seasonal employment was at an end. No work for a Father Christmas after the big day. Malcolm would be able to have a bit of a lie in now he was no longer a working man, though there were other pieces of work he seemed to be able to pick up. And he had his pension. But before a return to his more usual routine, he had a little seasonal break to attend to. A shame not seeing the grandchildren, but it seemed the disappointment was to be tempered by a different sort of pleasure. Sylvie and Elvin playing very different games. Malcolm packed his Father Christmas outfit and wondered what else to pack. Warm clothing certainly but what about pajamas? Would it matter if he met Sylvie or Elvin on the landing of the cottage both heading for the bathroom in the middle of the night if he was naked given what seemed in prospect? Malcolm's cock began to thicken as he thought of meeting a naked Elvin on the landing both stark naked and both 'piss proud.' Perhaps standing and conversing with their penises at full stand with the moonlight slanting in at the window. Not at all 'I'll met by moonlight, proud Titania.' Elvin was neither woman (or female fairy, if, perhaps, to be an elf!) and the prospect of meeting the young lad naked and erect was certainly not 'ill' to Malcolm. What might the little holiday at his cottage bring. Malcolm smiled remembering how Sylvie had rubbed the banana against him. Elvin's cock might well stand proud but not as proud as his. Malcolm could see the reflection in his mirror. He might be an old and very white-haired man but that was indeed some cock he sported. Malcolm stroked imagining not simply meeting Elvin by moonlight but a touching of their cocks, rubbing them there on the landing, soft penile skin and smooth knob ends stroking together.Might perhaps Elvin beckon him and lead him into their bedroom to see Sylvie asleep. Unlikely in the winter the covers would be off, but it was a nice image. The two of them standing in the doorway looking at her sleeping form and both fellas wanking. Malcolm certainly was wanking at the thought, bringing himself to the edge imagining Elvin and he ejaculating together over the sleeping girl. A longer quotation from Midsummer Night's Dream came to him, one he had learnt by rote at school:'I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,Lulled in these flowers with dances and delight.' Malcolm smiled. Sylvie as Titania in her bower, in her bed all unknowing as she is watched. How good for two men to come up to a sleeping girl. Take in her charms and cum all upon her.Not take her as such or even touch but just cum. A not uncommon fantasy. Coming into the bedroom of a sleeping young woman, a babysitter or friend's daughter perhaps and looking.Malcolm, though, needed to get going, needed to pack the car and collect the two of them. It was a long drive, and they would arrive late at the cottage. It was neither time to be wanking and certainly not to empty his balls into his hand or wherever: after all, he might well need that semen later on! He continued packing. No pajamas but he did have a nightshirt. That might be fun.It was indeed a long drive, Sylvie ended up asleep in the front seat beside Malcolm and he was not sure that Elvin did not drop off as well in the back. They would not know where they were when they awoke; did not see the snow start to gently fall, not enough to impede the driving but enough to give the landscape a dusting of whiteness. Malcolm was sure there would be more by the morning. The car bumped up the final track and stopped outside the old stone cottage. The bumping and rocking of the car on the unmade track did not seem to wake Sylvie but the sudden quiet when the engine stopped did."Are we here?""We are indeed."Malcolm opened the car door, and the flash of the car's internal light momentarily hid everything. They all got out and doors were closed plunging them back into darkness. Around them they could dimly make out the hills and moors and the sheer loneliness of the cottage."Oh, wow, it's snowed!"Just a dusting still but it made the scene white even in the sudden darkness. Hardly a light to be seen anywhere, the cottage was remote, just the stars twinkling."Grab your bags and come on in." The car boot opened and then Malcolm reached for the old key and turned it in the lock of the front door to the cottage. He flicked the switch and the yellow glow of the electric light from inside the house was momentarily blinding, and then Malcolm was inside, and the others followed. First things first, the lighting of the wood burner to start to heat the house after its long rest. Then the kettle on, before Malcolm showed them around. Bags up to their bedroom and then he left them to it whilst he busied himself making tea and a late supper.Good to sit around the wood burner as the room warmed. It was not time for sexual play. That would be on the morrow. This was just a comfortable settling in after a long journey and late arrival. Malcolm stayed sitting by the fire after his guests had gone up to bed. Sent with two hot water bottles. He heard the creaking of the floorboards above as they moved around and the on/off of the plumbing. It was good to be back at the cottage. He filled the wood burner so it kept warming the house through the night, needed after its long rest, and went around tidying, washing up and setting things ready for the morrow. Breakfast things set out upon the table.Later, upstairs Malcolm donned his nightshirt. He stood in the darkness of his bedroom before getting into bed looking out of the window at the moonlit scene. The snow was falling heavier now. He rather suspected a lot would fall by morning. A white Christmas, at least up on the moors. Back at his flat he might well, at that time of night, been standing at his window with penis pressed against the glass watching Sylvie and Elvin cavort upon their bed. This night they were in the same cottage as him, two doors down the landing. Might they be copulating now, or already asleep? Malcolm lifted the cotton and allowed his newly erected cock to come out and touch the glass. It was cold but not enough to dampen his arousal. If they were copulating, would they mind him coming to watch? He did not think Sylvie would mind at all. Indeed, he looked at his bedroom door half wishing there to be a knock and she inviting him to come and see all. Malcolm stroked himself as he looked out upon the snowy landscape, his cock so delightfully turgid in his hand. Might he simply ejaculate upon them or join in? What was it going to be like when they did all have sex together? Elvin would not have come to the cottage; Sylvie would not have come if that was not really in prospect. Might Elvin offer his Sylvie rather more formally, even though he knew what Sylvie and Malcolm had done at the store. Perhaps not just a verbal invitation but a physical one.A wetness against the cold glass, a leaking from Malcolm's big knob.Of course, he wanted release, he nearly always came before bed. But not this night. He should keep it in ready for the next day. He had great hopes of that. He lifted the material of the nightshirt back over his cock and got into bed.Two o'clock in the morning Malcolm awoke as he had planned and tiptoed out and to the other bedroom. There they were, the two snuggled together under the covers. Malcolm would like to have lifted the covers, inspected to see if copulation had occurred, felt between Sylvie's legs; peeled back Elvin's soft cock and felt for stickiness; perhaps even sucked upon it; the feel of a soft penis between his lips, he had not felt that for many a year.Between the folds of his robe his hard cock peeked out.It was all very much Sylvie's idea of Father Christmas. It was very much Malcolm's idea of Father Christmas. He reached down, grasped, and slid the smooth skin. Father Christmas wanking as he stood in the young people's bedroom. Of course, he had thought of the idea before. Throwing fairy dust or something over sleeping people and engaging with them as they slept. He had certainly had thoughts of some of the young mothers at the department store when they had brought their youngsters to sit on Father Christmas' knee. Had thought of turning up at their house and slipping down the chimney with his fairy dust. Of course, to leave presents in the little one's stockings or pillowcases, but most definitely also to leave something else with the young mothers! Oh yes! Sprinkling that 'fairy dust' to keep the young mother and probably young father asleep whilst Malcolm took his pleasure. Him silently creeping into their room, a peak around the door and then a sprinkling of fairy dust.A sprinkling of fairy dust before revealing his cock. It would not, of course, be white bearded Malcolm dressed in that modern 'Santa' suit of red trousers and short red mock-fur lined jacket but in the long traditional red coat, just as at the department store. And, of course, nothing else underneath but his long black boots. Malcolm liked that idea. The idea of exposing himself in the young couple's bedroom, slipping his long red coat from his shoulders like a woman might let slip a negligee and standing there stark naked but for black knee length boots. Standing with his large cock rigid beneath, well, his somewhat portly stomach. Malcolm's physique was not that of a young man. It was very much Father Christmas, all rotund with large belly and a considerable amount of snowy white hair, but not really like the popular conception of the fairy tale of a genial old gentleman scattering presents, not with that good, upright, and rather large cock rearing as he pulled back bedclothes from the sleeping couple.Sleeping soundly with the fairy dust. What delights might he see, and feel? How might he like to find them? Like dark Sylvie and rather small Elvin or quite different. A tall, statuesque blond woman, perhaps naked or with nightdress rucked up revealing an exciting triangle of blond curls, an equally tall, perhaps taller, strongly built man with a penis even larger than his own. How good to find it erect, massive and chunky, perhaps even with the woman's hand upon it in sleep. Wonderful to find as he parted the young mother's legs to find her blond-hair strewn sex almost awash with earlier deposited semen.The man virile enough to be aroused in dreams even after a fuck not an hour or two before. What fun Malcolm would have. What fun would Father Christmas have with the young couple's fairy dust sleeping bodies. His penis would touch, how it would touch the young mother, how it would rub. How he would bury his face in her blond curls and lap liquid femininity with an added male spice.T the young father's generative organs. Clearly potent and virile. And finally, of course, mix his own white curls with her blond curls, intimately and wetly mixing before insemination.A so delicious emptying of his balls into the young mother, swollen cock on fire and his nipples tingling.There was wetness at the end of his erection, almost dripping on the carpet as Malcom stood over Sylvie and Elvin and wanking to his thoughts.A near ejaculation, Father Christmas 'on the edge.' But Malcolm had not come into Sylvie and Elvin's room to scatter fairy dust and play. Whilst good to stand there wanking, as he did so often to the sight of them, but never in their bedroom with them before, he was really there in his traditional role. He was leaving presents, real presents at the end of their bed. They would have his cum most likely in the morning but for now two filled stockings needed placing on the end of their bed, long socks filled with all sorts of little presents he had bought more as fun than anything else. Heavily traditional with sugar mice, tangerines, walnuts, chocolate in the shape of, Father Christmas, and more modern useful things like pens, a dressmaker's rule, a penknife and, jolly winter socks.Stockings deposited but no other deposit made, a still tumescent Father Christmas, substantial penis poking out through his robe, crept from the bedroom.Morning came and Malcolm rose and looked out of his bedroom window. It had snowed heavily in the night, the landscape a winter wonderland. A white Christmas indeed, there on the moors, an achingly pretty but cold picture postcard scene. He dressed and went downstairs to relight the fire and prepare breakfast.He was sitting at the kitchen table, mug of tea steaming in front of him when his guests appeared down the stairs. Excitement as if they were little kids, Christmas Day, the snow outside and the fun of what they had found in their stockings. Arms around Malcolm and a big hug and kiss from Sylvie, her soft body against him. Malcolm got to work cooking a hearty breakfast."You didn't come into our bedroom in costume, did you Malcolm?""Ho, ho, ho; of course I did.""And we didn't wake!""Sound asleep, tucked up like good little elves."It was Sylvie who suggested it later after breakfast, but had it not been her who had talked of him wearing his red coat at the cottage. He had said they should go for a walk and the idea had been taken up with enthusiasm."Can we, Malcolm, can we go out with you in your coat and boots? We could dress too.""I don't think it really is the day for wandering around in the all-together!"He might have thought that but, But Sylvie meant she dressing up too in her elf costume.And so Malcolm came down the stairs a little later dressed as if for work, at the department store. He was, though, wearing rather more under the great faux fur trimmed robe. Vest, shirt, woolen pullover, thick socks inside his black boots. Thick thigh length woolen socks in fact. But he was taking a little bit of a risk with his rather male equipment. No underpants, no trousers. In that he was just like being at the department store. He was swinging free. After all he did not know if an elf might slip a hand under his coat at some point, did he?Malcolm stepped outside. The snow had certainly fallen in the night, his car a large snow-covered blob, the track he had driven up hidden under a carpet of snow. Snow everywhere, virgin snow with just bird claw prints and the odd animal track to be seen. It seemed almost wrong to step further and make footprints. Which route to take? He knew the landscape even under snow. Knew where to walk.Behind him his visitors came out into the morning. Sylvie in her green pinafore corduroy dress but rather more than her usual red shirt underneath. She was padded up a bit by at least one more shirt and a jumper. Brown walking boots on her feet, scarf around her neck and her hair back into pigtails under her bright red woolly bobble hat. Sylvie the elf out in the snow. But she was not alone. Another elf with her. It was all rather pleasing; certainly, to a rather randy old gentleman like Malcom. Long red socks. Elvin in Sylvie's spare but shorter green corduroy dress. And it did not look like he was in drag. It appearing simply as a tunic. A red shirt with, again plenty beneath. On his feet shiny black Wellington boots seemingly polished, the straps done up tightly clasping his legs and no doubt containing at least two pairs of socks. And what covered his knees and thighs. Were those really tights, thick green tights? A red bobble hat, a scarf and, as with all of them, gloves completed the outfit.Father Christmas and two attendant elves setting out, unfortunately without sleigh. Now wouldn't that have been fun. A horse drawn sleigh rather than reindeer drawn. Not a lot of reindeers in Yorkshire!A few flakes fell as they set off on their walk but on the horizon a crack of light suggesting the sun was going to break through. Sun on snow, perhaps even blue sky, and certainly it was remarkably still as they trudged along often boot deep in snow. In a hedgerow they spotted a robin jumping about even joining them for quite a way, landing on the snow and looking at them. Was it hopeful they might start digging and unearth 'delightful' titbits for it? There was the occasional wren too, out and about searching for food. Maybe in the night it had huddled together with other wrens, somewhere sheltered, the birds perhaps a dozen at a time rotating around each other to benefit from their shared warmth.It was not that cold, particularly as the party was moving, stomping along through the snow. They met no one, of course. But wouldn't someone have been just a little surprised at the appearance of the party. They were not exactly blending into the landscape. Not with Malcolm's great red coat. Might they have been seen from far off? What a sight. Father Christmas and his elves on the fells in the snow and the sun. Three quarters of the way around the route they came down into a little dell. It felt warmer there, perhaps the sun's rays a little trapped.It was Sylvie who started it. A snowball fight. Perhaps not a normal Christmas card scene with Father Christmas and two elves throwing snowballs at each other. Energetic and fun. Warming even. Sylvie and Elvin scampering around in their dress and tunic. Al

Seasonal frolics with a dept. store 'Santa' and his elves.Based on a post by Drmaxc. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. The second afternoon shift ended, and Malcolm and Sylvie walked together from grotto to changing rooms."Might I borrow your shower?"They went into Malcolm's room together. He did not really want to pace up and down outside. He sat on a chair, turning it away from the shower cubicle. He was surprised to find Sylvie hopping back onto his lap."Santa, you didn't ask me what I wanted for Christmas.""Well, Sylvie," and what do you wish for Christmas? What shall I bring down your chimney?"He was astounded. Sylvie was naked on his lap. A dream come true! And what would she wish for Christmas? He would love her to have said something like a set of sexy underwear or even an electric vibrator, but of course she did not. A rather fine Italian coffee machine did not really have quite the same connotation!"That's a big present for a little girl. Would you rather a 'Little Miss make-up set' or a coloring book?" They were what were in the neatly wrapped little presents for the children in his big sack beside his chair. No little boy or girl went home with an Italian coffee machine, and most certainly not an electric vibrator or sexy underwear!He was still sitting there, head turned away, when she came back out of the shower and toweled herself. That did not mean he had not been looking through the obscured glass and watching the vague shape of her hands upon her naked and pink fuzzy form. Malcolm was more than a little surprised to find Sylvie hopping back onto his lap."Sylvie! You, you haven't dressed.""You noticed!"How could he not. In the grotto he had been looking down her cleavage. He was seeing more than her cleavage now."Sylvie! I don't expect naked elves upon my lap!""Oh come, Father Christmas, do I believe that? All those long days and nights up at the North Pole in your cabin. No Mrs Christmas or Mother Christmas to keep you warm in bed. I am sure you pile up the fire, so it is so very hot in your cabin, and you make all your elves work naked and, you enjoy them."Sylvie's hand came into the red robe, sliding between buttons."I thought you didn't wear anything underneath. And, I am right!"and then a gasp, "My, what a big cock you've got."It was a mixing of stories. Red Riding Hood perhaps sitting on 'Grandma' or rather the Big Bad Wolf's knee. It had nothing at all to do with the Father Christmas story. Sylvie glanced at the door and then drew the penis out from between the folds."Wow, wow," she said. A man likes to be complimented and a man very much likes to have a young girl's hand around his cock."Oh, Malcolm, Father Christmas, wouldn't that just please all your little elves!"It was there standing by her naked pink thigh. Her fingers barely touching it, just enough to move it, slowly pulling the foreskin down as far as it would go, exposing the head. The girl then stroking the smooth membrane of his knob against her skin. It was there in her hand, her fingers curled around it, the head pushing up between them, the flared corona, the tautness, and the dark purple band."Now that is what I do want for Christmas, a really big cock."Malcolm was certainly perspiring now. The suddenness and unexpectedness of the turn of events. His hand moved and rested upon her thigh, unclad by green corduroy. He found his voice, it started rather higher in pitch than usual,"Not a big plastic one then, wrapped in tissue paper?""Red and green tissue paper? So that its shape showed through? Yours would look good wrapped. It would be a very cock shaped parcel. Wrapping it in tissue, pieces of tape holding it tight. Gift wrapped! It is a lovely shape, all very 'cocky.' Look at this big knob."Her voice was husky and had deepened, she drew up the foreskin and then rolled it back down again."Very knobby! Just what a girl wants in her stocking. Or in her knickers!"Sylvie looked up at Malcolm. Up and down went the foreskin, Malcolm ventured,"Would you like that, Sylvie?""Oh yes! But I shouldn't. Really shouldn't. And I'm not sure it would. Well, of course it would, but it might take a time. It's so much bigger than. A pity the lock doesn't work."Sylvie was very much staring at it. She pulled the skin down and squeezed making the bulb swell."It does now, it's been mended."Sylvie did not need to know it had been Malcolm who had mended it.She looked at the door as if making a decision and then hopped off his lap and turned the key. She turned and stood looking at him with his cock turgid and sticking up out of his robe."Mmm, my Father Christmas with a great big cock. Elvin, you see, Malcolm, he does not have a very big one. It's nice and he knows what to do with it. Only, it's not big.""Really? I'd have thought,”But, of course, Malcolm knew. He had seen Elvin's penis many, many times through his binoculars doing all sorts of things, even spurting. He had seen it in Sylvie's hand, her mouth, her vagina and, yes, her ass."Will, will Elvin mind? I wouldn't want to,"It was generous of Malcolm. Most men would probably have gone with the flow. With a naked girl upon their lap seemingly wanting to fuck, few would have paid much attention to another man's feelings. It was to Malcolm's credit, and it certainly raised his credit with Sylvie.She kissed him;"You are sweet, Malcolm, he doesn't really need to know but I don't think he'd mind. Not really."She sat there on his lap looking at it, her fingers stroking. Sylvie looked straight into his eyes."I suppose I shouldn't, not without asking. Perhaps not today, then. Having got you all excited, I'll make sure you have that happy feeling but, but, not in there until I've asked. I've got awfully wet. Have you something else you could put up there?"Malcolm lifted his hand and spread his fingers. He did have rather big hands and chunky fingers."Would these do, How many?"The young lass bit her lip, "I don't know." She was looking again at Malcolm's cock; it reared up before her and was certainly rather thick.He touched her thigh. The skin so soft, as he had known it would be when he had watched her from his window. Malcolm was not hurrying. He wanted to get it right so there would be other times. Other times of intimacy with his pretty little elf. His fingers did not race for the dark triangle of hair, but they got there in the end. Stroking the soft springiness before a single digit delved into the moss and found her womanly divide, the little start to a valley which led to a pool of wetness and a cave of pleasure. A slow stroking down the valley and then back again until Sylvie's legs opened wider, as women's legs will open to the man who plays the right tune."Oh!"Malcolm had not bypassed Sylvie's little man. He had stroked its hood before moving to stroke its smooth hardness. Lovely to see her reaction, her mouth opening and closing as he gently rubbed his finger over it, back and forth until he slid his finger forward and into her in one fluid movement. No resistance. Sylvie was nice and wet.A second finger and Malcolm smiled at Sylvie, a smile almost hidden by his moustache and beard. She was not to know but it had been years since Malcolm had had his finger (or anything else) inside a woman. His actions reminiscent of riding a bicycle, it was not something you forget how to do! Whether fucking with prick or fingers, the in out action is not too difficult to master. Malcolm's thumb found Sylvie's little man again.He brought his fingers out and up to his face and pushed them into his mouth tasting Sylvie. Two of his fingers, little different to the thickness of Elvin's prick. Sylvie was not to know, but that was exactly what was in Malcolm's mind, the thought of sucking on Elvin's cock freshly extracted from Sylvie. Rather better than his own fingers - a boy's cock all wet from his girl.The next time his fingers came out it was for Sylvie's mouth not his. Malcolm was beginning to get things into Sylvie. When his hand went back between her thighs it was three fingers. Three thick fingers opening her. Her hand came down, not to stop him, but to bring the oscillation of his pushing fingers to the speed she wanted. A fourth finger joined the three, only it was not one of Malcolm's. There was eroticism in that, not perhaps the extreme eroticism of joining Elvin inside Sylvie, a probably impossible project but an idea that very much pleased Malcolm. Two penises in the one vagina, moving as one. Hardness against hardness whilst otherwise around them, clasping so tightly, soft, squishy wetness. Double barreled indeed, able to be discharged separately or in unison, two urethral openings oozing and ready to fire.Like, but not the same. Still so good to have Sylvie's single finger in there with his three, and his thumb sharing clitoral duties with her own. Her free hand returned to his penis, stroking it against her thigh, pushing it into the flesh so she could feel its strength and size. Only as her orgasm approached did she start wanking it again. Her movement matching the speed of her finger and Malcolm's three inside her.He had seen Sylvie's face before, in orgasm; but so good to see it close in person rather than through his binoculars; to see the perspiration upon her forehead and wonder if it would be too forward to lick it off. She sat there on his lap shivering in aftershock, her fingers still both inside herself and around his cock."I suppose a little lick won't matter.""I don't suppose it would, Sylvie. I've never been able to reach!""Would you like to have it done?"Malcolm nodded."Elvin can lick his own! Mmm. He's very flexible.""Really? I'm amazed, or is it impressed?""We both suck his cock, but I do it rather more.""Self suck or Elf suck!"Sylvie hopped from his lap and his fingers."Shall I kneel?"Malcolm shrugged,"Or I can stand."Sylvie looked at him,"How would an elf suck Father Christmas?""Is that a Christmas cracker joke?"Sylvie giggled."I can't think of a punch line.""Why doesn't Santa have children of his own?""Go on Malcolm, why?""He only comes once a year!""So, this is your lucky day."Sylvie knelt between Malcolm's parted knees and open white trimmed red robe, his black boots still upon his legs. She looked at the big cock standing in front of her, actually leaning a little to the right, Malcolm's big balls hanging."So big, Malcolm. I must measure it, but first a little lick."Tongue to taut fraenum, the bifurcation of the knob and the little bridge of skin right there, a shock really to Malcolm to have that touched first by her tongue. It made the penis jump back and then slap at her face. Sylvie giggled and licked some more. Malcolm stared down at her, seeing the girl licking his cock like an ice cream cone.It was one of the things he had dreamt of or imagined standing with binoculars staring at her and Elvin as she toyed with Elvin's cock with her lips and tongue, imagining it was her tongue on his erection and not on Elvin's. Her tongue licking all around the dark purple edge of his knob, up and onto the smooth head. Round and round. Then she dragged her tongue slowly up Malcolm's shaft and then attempted to suck, not that Malcolm could see that. He saw the top of her head but very much felt her lips rounded and soft upon the very end of his knob and then expanded as they were pushed downwards. And, after all, she could take it in, just. Her lips around his corona and then a little bit further, just a little down the shaft."Ho, ho, ho, there's a good little elf!"Sylvie came up blinking, looking up at Malcolm leaving his now mouth-wetted knob alone for a moment or two."Was that all right? I've never, Father Christmas, sucked such a big one. It really is quite a cock. I know where I'd like to put it. I suppose I could just have a little practice. Only half in, not really the full, ""I think it would be fair on Elvin,""You're right, Malcolm."

Father Christmas enjoys a loving neighborhood couple.Based on a post by Drmaxc. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. Father Christmas' Great Red Coat: A seasonal fantasy Malcolm Butteridge stood in the bathroom of his flat, looking at himself in the mirror. His twinkling blue eyes looked back at him beneath shaggy white eyebrows. He broke into a smile and shook his head. His large white beard moved with it and the light caught and flashed off his spectacles. If he was to don a long red coat with hood and a pair of wellies and step out into the night on Christmas Eve, and the snow, then any child still up, perhaps looking out of the window for reindeer and sleigh, would point wide-eyed at him. He really was the perfect image of Father Christmas (or 'Santa' as seemed to have become the popular term, brought over from the States yet, of course, going back to St. Nicholas and so on). But Malcolm had no long red coat, nor even that modern shorty red and white jacket with trousers - which just did not have the gravitas of the long coat. In fact, he was standing in his bathroom wearing nothing at all. No disguising that white hair was not just to his hair, eyebrows and beard but extended to his chest and, yes, his lamb's wool white pubic curls. Father Christmas with no clothes on and, Malcolm was pleased to see, even feel, a fairly firm erection.'Sit on my knee little lady. 18 years old, are you? Not so little then! Good grades in college, I hope? Now what would you like Santa to bring you?''A nice big cock please, Father Christmas. I want an orgasm and cum as white as your beard.''Plenty of cum, little lady?''Oh yes, Santa, lots, and lots, please. I like cum!'Malcom had a big sack, tucked just below his erection, with a couple of large 'presents' in them, but he was not sure that would be enough. It would be a job for the elves as well: all their ball sacks too! Malcolm found the idea pleasing; the young coed and all that elf-cum, white as snow. He reached and stroked his erection. Even at seventy-five Malcolm liked a good wank with his rather large cock. He liked to read a good bed-time story or even look at a picture book. His big fleshy bag of presents swung with the action.His flat was warm. He had long ago dispensed with pajamas, even bright red ones with white trim, and teeth brushed, and hair and beard combed, he walked from bathroom to bedroom. Hall and bedroom were in darkness. The electric light was not on. There was a reason for that, and it was not simply that once in bed he did not like to get up again to turn the lights off; the reason was rather more interesting. Sometimes, just sometimes, he was able to see into his neighbors' bedroom and not only did Malcolm enjoy a good story or picture book or two, but he liked a bit of a stage show.Sylvie and Elvin were a nice couple. Ever so nice. Friendly and obliging. Might they be shocked to know that beyond sometimes getting groceries and doing other little helpful jobs for Malcolm Butteridge they also provided sexual stimulation and the opportunity for a very nice cum?Perhaps it was because his flat was some way away, perhaps they just did not think Malcolm would use binoculars, but Sylvie and Elvin were not very good at drawing their blinds. Perhaps it was because their bedroom window, or the main one, was in the sloping ceiling of their much-modernized house. It afforded a remarkable view to Malcolm and his strong binoculars. He saw a view of their bed, somewhat from above, and even into the doorway of their bathroom, plus a great deal of the bathroom besides. Some days Sylvie would drift from the bathroom into the bedroom in pajamas or nightie. Other times,And it was not as if Malcolm became all embarrassed or disappointed when Elvin walked from the bathroom naked. Malcolm could appreciate the male body as well. Especially when, Indeed!And there Elvin now was, visible to Malcolm's binoculars. Not a stitch upon him, standing in the doorway of the bathroom with his cock hanging and the young man clearly rather damp from his bath. What a lovely little cock the young man had in its bed of curls. Malcolm imagined reaching out and stroking it. In the glass of his binoculars, it all seemed as if in reach. Curling under penis and balls and holding it in his hand before gently stroking it into tumescence; all delightful five inches of it. Malcolm had seen it before, knew how big it grew. It was not that big. His tongue rolled around his lips touching his moustache and beard. He would like to suck that. It was the right size for sucking, unlike his own rather big cock. It would also be rather nice to rub against his own, perhaps hold them both together in his big fist and stroke. One great big one and one not so very big; firm against each other, being moved in unison.Or, and this was what he really would like to do, ease his big knob into young Sylvie whilst Elvin was already lodged in her ass. Malcolm had never done that; not to Sylvie or, indeed, any other woman. He had always wanted to try double penetration. Not Sylvie's ass for him. Too big for that, he was sure, too big for Elvin's as well! Well, the privilege of age perhaps to take the primary orifice. He would take the front seat and Elvin the back! If only.Malcolm's very large penis strained, and he felt the glass cold against his knob.Joy! There was Sylvie's ass in his binoculars, the one which would be far too tight for his knob. Not too tight to stroke his cock up her ass crack, though, and feel her rubbery but too small anus against his knob. She had come into view and was embracing her man. Malcolm lowered his binoculars and admired Sylvie's ass center stage before raising them again for the detail. She had two delightfully plump and curving cheeks, two perfect dimples above her crack and the divide running down to, yes, he could see curls peeking out between her thighs, they were not exactly squeezed together. He could not see her ass hole, hidden between those two squeezed together cheeks. Malcom did not think his penis would fit, was sure it would not - but that did not mean he did not fancy trying, poking his cock between those cheeks at her little brown star. Malcolm stared, imagining, his cock in his hand and his loose skin sliding over his knob and against the cold window glass. He pulled back exposing the whole cock to the night, the flared corona and the dark purple band as his helmet curved down and then out and around under to the shaft. Convex and then concave, an ogee shape. Perhaps he could push into Sylvie just a little way and squirt!His teeth appeared in a wide smile as he watched Elvin's fingers reach around and clasp Sylvie's twin cheeks. He had before imagined Elvin and Sylvie with headphones and him issuing instructions by radio; him telling them what to do in their bedroom and on their bed. It was a nice idea. Would they, or at least some other couple, like that? Being instructed how to perform sexual acts, placing themselves under another's control. Not even someone in the bedroom, not even being able to see that other person but knowing he could see them as his disembodied voice spoke in their ears. Perhaps a willing cuckold being the observer and controller, actually telling his friend what to do with his wife, telling his wife to suck his friend. Telling his friend when to put it in.Would Elvin do it? Would Elvin pull Sylvie's cheeks apart and expose her anus? What was this? Yes! Malcolm watched with undisguised pleasure as Elvin's knob appeared between Sylvie's thighs. Elvin had erected up and along Sylvie's sex and if not poking right out from her cheeks, his knob was most definitely there. And then Elvin did just what Malcolm wanted; very much as if Elvin did indeed have an earpiece and an instruction had whispered, perhaps a little hoarsely, in his ear. He did indeed pull Sylvie's cheeks apart and there it was so clearly; Sylvie's brown star and, below it, very close, Elvin's swollen knob. Malcolm's tongue came through his lips imagining licking both together, male knob and female anus both fresh from the bath. Up and down, up and down.Against the cold glass of Malcolm's window pre-cum was being smeared by his rubbing cock.Little did Sylvie know just what was revealed to the old man across the lawn and car park. Little did she know he knew by sight every inch of her body; even that particular inch of her body, her ass hole. Nor would she have thought the lovely old man with his ridiculous 'Father Christmas' hair and beard would so love to have entered, perhaps only part penetrated, her ass and released his stuff there. And other places of course. Malcolm would very much have liked to come all over her breasts, filled her mouth with his creamy cum or, of course, managed to get his large cock up into her, probably, rather tight vagina, perhaps after Elvin had helpfully 'eased' it for him.The knob was withdrawn, and Sylvie eased herself around her man who was rather blocking the doorway to the bathroom. In so doing Malcolm could clearly see the change that had come over Elvin. The soft little cock now stood right up. Five inches of real man. He rather hoped Sylvie would kneel down and suck. He liked to see that, liked to imagine Sylvie sucking his own. He was not sure it would fit in her mouth; she might have to merely lick. Elvin seemed to have a very much larger mouth. Perhaps he might like to suck instead, whilst Malcolm watched Sylvie suck Elvin's dick.For a few moments Sylvie was out of sight, perhaps having a little wee in the bathroom, perhaps brushing her hair, perhaps brushing her teeth, perhaps fitting on a strap-on's harness ready to take Elvin from behind. What a thought! Even better if he, Malcolm, could come up behind Sylvie and fuck her as she did it. She in Elvin, he in her.For a few moments it was just Elvin and he standing there. In reality a long way apart and, of course, Elvin had absolutely no idea his exposed erection was being voyeuristically admired; had no idea at all what his neighbor, that so very nice, jolly old boy with the snow-white hair and red cheeks was imagining doing; had no idea what it might feel like to have a very substantial cock pressed hard against his own and for it to rub. Malcolm, though, was imagining just that, and Elvin's penis would be a lot warmer than the, admittedly double glazed, glass he was pressing against; two cocks firm in his fist as he rubbed.Elvin was a good-looking young man with his fair hair, blue eyes, and white skin. Quite a Nordic looking young man, which contrasted nicely with Sylvie's dark hair and browner skin. He was standing directly facing Malcolm so there was no difficulty on Malcolm's part imagining them together, cock to cock. Firm rubbery cock, to firm rubbery cock.The moment passed and Sylvie came back, or at least into the doorway. She stood behind Elvin, reaching around and stroking his erection with her hand. Lovely to have a woman's fur pressed against your ass cheeks, hard nipples pushing into your back and your cock being gently pulled by her hand; Malcolm would have liked that too. Or to stand behind Sylvie, his large penis right up her ass crack, his body pressed into hers and his hand reaching around both her and Elvin to stroke Elvin's cock as if it was really Sylvie's!The amorous couple moved to the bed. Not for a simple cuddle, that was not their style. It was clearly an adventurous marriage. The Karma Sutra and perhaps other instruction and ideas books clearly upon their bookshelf. Elvin lay down and Sylvie got astride him, not on her knees but upon her feet standing on the bed above him. Malcolm was puzzled, but more than a little interested in what would happen. A lovely view of the naked Sylvie from her head to her toes, beneath her Elvin, his feet crossed, and his erection lying up his stomach. Elvin reached up with his left hand to her knee, perhaps to steady Sylvie, and then raised his other hand up between her spread thighs. Malcolm watched with delight as Elvin very clearly began to masturbate his girl, his fingers poking up into her and around her sex. Elvin would have an excellent view of what he was doing, be able to see all of Sylvie's folds and places.Presumably that was why the light was still on. That was certainly more than a help to Malcom too. He could see much and, without harm to them, enjoy borrowed sex, his hand and their exhibition. He was certainly stroking, covering, and uncovering the swollen helmet of his cock.Not only was Elvin's fingers up beyond the fine dark triangle at the center of Sylvie's hips but she was moving them from side to side rhythmically, almost belly dancer like,whilst with both hand she held and played with her two not inconsiderable breasts. There was no weakening of Elvin's erection despite it lying there untouched. Had Malcolm been there in the room it would not have been just lying there. He would have held and stroked, most likely sucked. A nice mouth sized cock, not too large. Malcolm stroked with enthusiasm. He would love to measure his against Elvin's, not that his would not be the winner, by a considerable margin, but so good to feel another's firmness. And then, of course, fuck Sylvie - together.Simply superb to watch Elvin's hand work. He had pulled thumb and all but his forefinger back and was now raising and lowering his finger up into his girl and then down again. So much the motion of sexual intercourse but done with a comparatively thin digit, not a long, thick, and potent cock. Elvin's cock, to be fair, was considerably bigger than his right forefinger but nothing on Malcolm's. He looked down but could barely make it out in the darkness. What would Sylvie make of that if presented to her! Would she not like to be fucked by that? Fucked by Father Christmas' cock.What a lovely shape to her body. Malcom so admired the splay of her hips, her firm but not overlarge thighs, the narrowing at her tummy and her delightful little hidden tummy button and then up to her substantial breasts. Very much a woman and just the sort of woman he would like to fill with his sperm and not spatter the cold glass of his window, as seemed more than likely to follow. Suck Elvin to a conclusion and then fuck Sylvie to his own conclusion. Very nice!Malcolm raised his other hand to steady the binoculars and, also, to prevent him over stroking his cock. Lovely to watch Elvin's hand and fingers moving between the girl's thighs. Up and down. He was not surprised to see the girl move; was not surprised when she settled astride Elvin's face. She would have found that very ticklish had it been Malcolm's face, but Elvin was clean shaven with not so much as a moustache. With Malcolm it would have been a meeting of white hair and black, a mingling of white and black curls as his tongue licked away, penetrating her and no doubt his lips then sucking upon her little button. That, presumably, was just what Elvin was doing.A lovely thing to do, and how Malcolm would have loved to have been in their bedroom with them, by invitation of course, but with Sylvie's sex engaged upon Elvin's face there was not so much of Sylvie to play with, had he been there. But Elvin's penis was untouched. Hidden now behind Sylvie, Malcolm could not see it from his vantage point-- and nor could Elvin. That pleased Malcolm, it gave him ideas. He had a 'thing' about men's penises and him stroking or sucking them, without their knowledge! Not that a man would not know if his penis was being stroked or sucked but the idea that got Malcolm, and he had had plenty of time to think upon it, was of sucking when the man did not know it was another man but thought it his woman or a woman. Best if the man would be appalled at the idea, yet ideally Malcolm bringing the man off unaware. Elvin might be a little surprised to feel another mouth upon his cock whilst tonguing Sylvie.Of course, had Sylvie been the other way around then Elvin would still have been unseeing due to her thighs clamped around his face, but she could have sucked on Elvin as Elvin tongued her, moreover she could have handed Elvin's nice little cock over to Malcolm. He imagined himself creeping, Father Christmas like, into the bedroom at Sylvie's beckoning. Elvin being quite unaware it was not Sylvie now stroking his cock, that it was not Sylvie sucking his knob, not Sylvie fondling his balls, even tickling his little ass hole, nor Sylvie swallowing his spurting, hot cum. A little secret between Father Christmas and herself.The idea was a frequent visitor to Malcolm's head when in bed and when young Elvin and Sylvie did not perform live for his benefit in their bedroom. Malcolm had seen on the 'Net' the idea of the 'milking table,' a massage table with a strategic hole to drop one's penis through, somewhat strangely so the masseuse could suck and make the penis ejaculate whilst the man lay flat upon his stomach. A slightly odd idea because most men would surely be happy enough on their backs or even crouched on hands and knees so able to watch the pretty masseuse working his cock and making it ejaculate. Perhaps there was something more in it for the girl in having a cock disembodied from the man to play with. Nonetheless it seemed a popular idea and it gave the lovely idea, to Malcolm, of the masseuse under the table not alone but with him, and she taking a rest whilst he pretended to be her and played with the man's hanging cock. Even better with two men on side-by-side tables. Perhaps the men nervous of revealing their erections to each other, still less spurting in full view, how embarrassed they would be for the other to see their penis turgid, but happy to lower limp dicks through the holes and chat and joke together perhaps even with a towel nicely hiding each other's buttocks from the other whilst the incredibly beautiful masseuse played with their cocks under the adjoining tables, stroking and sucking them. Content to experience sexual bliss with the other but not having anything seen of their own erect penis, neither rising from the table until safely soft again after the sucking. One man shaking with pleasure whilst his is sucked and telling the other how good it is, little realizing it was Malcolm at work and not the pretty girl. Malcolm with a cock in each hand, big and chunky, his lips around one full knob whilst sliding the foreskin over the other, and why not, the lovely masseuse sucking Malcolm's knob! Of course, the men might feel his beard! 'Just my hair,' she might say, raising her lips from Malcolm's cock. And, after it all, the girl eventually rising with cum upon her lips from under the table, neither man knowing if it was the others, but it being neither, it actually being Malcolm's! All their pent up cum instead in his stomach.Malcolm licked his lips. How good it would be to suck Sylvie's delightful folds and then Elvin's hard cock. Perhaps lick them both together as they fucked. His lips and face intimate with their genitalia, encouraging both into orgasm. He wanked away at his thoughts and the view over the way and through the couple's bedroom window.The ejaculation from Malcolm's penis, when it finally came, was incredibly strong and satisfying. Malcolm had been storing it up for days - that seemed to be the right way to go at his age. He still took an interest in sex most days, but without allowing the final physical act. Edging but not cumming. This one was quite a gusher, it was a pity Sylvie was not there to witness it, or indeed Elvin. A comparison of ejaculations. Malcolm was sure his would be the more prolific. Certainly, from what he had seen through his binoculars he came the better. He had watched Sylvie's hand bring Elvin off before, indeed with Sylvie away, Malcolm had watched Elvin bring himself off more than a few times. He had seen Elvin's penis cumming by Elvin's own hand, and very nice it was too. Plentiful, nonetheless, like his own.Malcolm did not draw the curtains but just climbed into bed, his penis still leaking as it subsided. He would clear up his window glass in the morning. He kept glass cleaner on hand, an unusual thing in a bedroom.Does a voyeur really wish to participate? Or is the pleasure simply in the watching? The safety of observation from a distance and not having to perform. Faced with the reality, the invitation to join in, would many voyeurs find themselves not up to the challenge, their penises failing to rise, not maintaining 'wood', or simply falling away too soon and unfulfilled. Would the reality of the invitation, please do intrude, be too much of a shock? Fantasy easier to cope with than reality.Malcom awoke from sweet dreams and drew his curtains, not to open but to close them. A voyeur does not perhaps wish to be seen! And he was naked. Despite retirement he still undertook some work, and this year, as last, he had indeed been employed in a role suitable to his appearance, Father Christmas at the local department store. Very much a seasonal job. And he did not need to wear a false beard!Let us not imagine Malcom was some creepy old man taking sexual pleasure in having children sit upon his knee. No, absolutely not. Young women maybe, quite a different matter and, almost certainly, he would relish that; but what young mother did that and sit upon his knee? Young men would not go amiss either. Malcolm could certainly imagine fine young men upon his knee - and did.His twinkling and roving eye certainly took in the young mothers, and he stored the memory for 'bedtime' when he could imagine a scene somewhat different from the 'Santa's Grotto' made of tinsel, crepe paper and papier mache at the local department store. His thoughts took him to a rather more realistic grotto or even a cabin away in the wilds of Lapland or somewhere. A snowy landscape through the window and him sitting on a firm wooden chair with a fire burning merrily in the grate. Upon his knee a pretty young woman, maybe a young mother, maybe a pregnant young mother, Malcom rather liked their rounded tummies and what it implied they had been up to. Perhaps getting each to tell him, uncle like, all about it, the impregnation as, maybe, he stroked their 'bump'.Naked, well why not, or at least a pretty light dress with little underneath, the young ass warm upon his knee."And what would you like as a present for Christmas?""A nice dildo please. My boyfriend just doesn't satisfy me."How good to produce one from his sack, despite the wrapping paper its shape obvious. "You can unwrap it now."The girl tearing at the paper, opening the wrapping at the knob end, and then drawing the pretty paper down as if it was a foreskin. Malcolm liked to imagine the dildo as very realistic. Just the sort of cock he would like to hold and play with."It looks a bit big, May I try?"Just the sort of words Malcolm liked to hear, well he had put them in her mouth!The delightful fantasy would go on.Malcolm bathed and breakfasted and got ready to head for the store. A nine to five job which he was very pleased with. It was a pleasant way to spend a day, giving joy to all those children and he had a nice and easy patter. He was very happy in his work. The more so when he discovered who his new assistant, his 'elf' was; the previous girl had been OK but had another rather better paid job to go to and he knew the store had found a replacement. What he had not expected was it to be the girl he had been watching through binoculars the night before, a girl he had seen in her entirety many, many times, a girl whose boyfriend's hand he had watched busy in her sex, the girl he had ejaculated to, very considerably ejaculated the night before, it was Sylvie.Sylvie was less surprised to see him. Malcolm, after all, was perfect for the role, not that Sylvie with her small frame did not fit the popular conception of an elf. Sylvie had rather more on than she had had the night before. She was not just coming out of her bathroom. Already dressed in costume, a nice little green pinafore long dress with a red shirt underneath. Long red socks. She had put her hair into pigtails and a bright red woolly bobble hat surmounted her head. It was all rather pleasing, certainly to a rather randy old gentleman like Malcom.Dressed in his long red, white faux fur edged coat and black shiny boots Malcolm sat upon his 'throne.' He started the day with the hood up as the 'management' expected but that soon came down. The store was not so much warm as hot, certainly in the 'grotto.' Malcolm had quickly realized that wearing trousers, shirt and even jumper underneath was not a good idea. Not one bit. He had become steadily less dressed beneath the great red coat as the days had progressed. Somewhat unusual perhaps but are not ladies near as naked under a dress, so it was hardly different, really. His coat so long there was not a risk of bare knees showing. It was comfortable.Sylvie was really good with the mums and dads and children. Perhaps particularly good with the dads. The day went like clockwork, and everyone was happy. Nice too, to eat lunch in the staff canteen with Sylvie. Great amusement always with the shop assistants and office staff having Father Christmas and his elf waiting at the servery with their trays. So enjoyable to talk to Sylvie.It was a few days later, right at the end of the day when the managing director came into the grotto to talk to Malcolm. His approach very much management by walking around. He was effective. Sylvie edged away leaving the two men talking. The manager was pleased and talked for some time.It was not quite like a theatre at the store, but Malcolm did have a dressing room. The building old and with rather a lot of spare space behind the retail areas. Father Christmas' dressing room came complete with a shower, which was rather good at the end of a hot day. Malcolm walked back to his room from his talk with the MD. His hand reached and turned the door handle and he saw what, in reality he had seen many times before, though Sylvie was not, most certainly not, to know that. It was a rather lovely, brown skinned elf presented to his eyes. Obviously, an elf because of the long red socks reaching to her knees but absolutely nothing else. Sylvie without clothes, Sylvie turning in shock but not before Malcolm had seen and admired, as he often did, her lovely ass.She turned hurriedly so her ass was not on view, a hand reached down and covered her fur whilst another came up to cover breasts.Malcolm was not in the wrong changing room."I, I was just going to borrow the shower. I thought you'd be ages yet and I locked the door." It was not, of course, her changing room. She was not to know the lock did not work. Malcolm stepped through the door and closed it hurriedly so that no one passing could see in. He turned deliberately away from Sylvie towards the door."Oh dear, Sylvie, that's a bit of a shock for an old man! Go on, have your shower. I'm so sorry your changing room doesn't have a shower.""I'm going out this evening, straight from the shop, I thought."&

Committee assignments are out and now we know exactly what Sen Bo Biteman gave up to become Senate President.  7 out of 10 committees are now controlled by liberal Redcoats.  The worst one is a pro-choice senator is now the chairman of the committee that handles pro-life legislation.

Introducing the Polish Hammer Jason to the team. Jason has been hunting with Ryan the Redcoat for a couple years now and Jason introduced Ryan to coyote hunting with thermals. Jason is an avid outdoorsman and has traveled to hunt hogs, bears and more. Hope you enjoy this podcast and you look forward to many thermal hunts in the future from the channel. See more or buy our merch at https://thethinbluelineoutdoors.com/ Check out partners below: Mr. Rubb and Farmer's Bootleg Products https://bootlegproducts.com/ref/7/ Use code: TBLO RackGetter Scents https://www.rackgetterscents.net/shop Dominant Strands https://dominant-strands.com/ https://www.rekbroadheads.com/ Use code: BlueLine15 to save 15% off your first order. Check out Our Grounds Coffee at https://ourgroundscoffeeco.com/ #hunting #bowhunting #huntingseason #coffee #coffeetime #podcast

The Justice Society returns (again), three out of continuity Bat-books, Redcoat ends his first arc, Black Hammer is resurrected, and the Lower Deckers find a ship from Kirk's animated series.

Comic Reviews: DC o        Penguin Special by Jeremy Adams, Howard Porter, H-Fi; Et Al. o        Poison Ivy/Swamp Thing: Feral Trees 1 by G. Willow Wilson, Mike Perkins, Mike Spicer o        Wonder Woman Uncovered Marvel o        Amazing Spider-Man 60 by Zeb Wells, John Romita Jr., Scott Hanna, Marcio Menyz; Zeb Wells, Ed McGuinness, Mark Farmer, Marcio Menyz; Zeb Wells, Todd Nauck, Rachelle Rosenberg; Zeb Wells, Paolo Rivera; Zeb Wells, Patrick Gleason, Edgar Delgado; Joe Kelly, Mark Buckingham, Edgar Delgado o        Venom War: Fantastic Four 1 by Adam Warren, Joey Vazquez, Guru eFX o        Marvel Unlimited §  Beastly Buddies 3 by Steve Foxe, Armand Bodnar, KJ Diaz §  Marvel Meow 19 and 20 by Nao Fuji Boom o        Power Rangers: Across the Morphin Grid 1 by David Yost, Patrick Mulholland, Ellie Wright; Nakia Burrise, JD Sutphin, Tango, JP Jordan; Mat Groom, Steve Cardenas, Anand Ramcheron, Francesco Segala, Gloria Martinelli; Walter Jones, Dominike Stanton, DJ Chavis; Meghan Camarena, Paulina Ganucheau, Rebecca Good Dark Horse o        Carlyle School for Kings 1 by Nelson Greaves, Davide Caselluccio, Francesca Vivaldi DSTLRY o        Come Find Me: An Autumnal Offering 1 by Hamlet Machine, Joe Pavelka; Becky Cloonan, Lee Loughridge; Molly Mendoza; Vanesa Del Rey, Andrew Betsch, John Starr, Lee Loughridge; Celine Loup; E.M. Carroll Image o        Blood Squad Seven Strikefile 1 by Joe Casey, Paul Fry, Francesco Segala o        Hack/Slash = Body Bags 1 by Tim Seeley, Stefano Caselli, Steve Kurth o        It Happened on Hyde Street: Devour 1 by Maytal Zchut, Leila Leiz, Alex Sinclair Mad Cave o        Hexiles 1 by Cullen Bunn, Joe Bocardo, Manoli Martinez ComiXology o        GhostBox 1 by Mike Carey, Pablo Raimondi Oni o        Dwellings: All Hallows' Eve Special by Jay Stephens o        Sectaurs 1 by Dennis Culver, Ramon Bachs, Manoli Martinez OGN Countdown o        Jessica Farm by Josh Simmons o        Olaf's Tiny Tales o        2 Dumb Dinos by Eric Filipkowski, Nathan Hammill o        Dinodyssey Vol 1: Unlikely Friends by Gaets, Clotilde Goubely o        Eden Glitter Vol 1: The Demimonde by Corbeyran, Sandra Cardona o        New Adventures of Inside Out 2 Vol 1: Big Feelings by Sloane Leong, Sergio Algozzino, Sata Galanti o        Enter the Blue by Dave Chisholm o        Dog Trouble by Kristin Varner o        Turning Twelve by Kathryn Ormsbee o        Firelight Apprentice by Bree Paulsen o        We Called Them Giants by Kieron Gillen, Stephanie Hans  Additional Reviews:         Gwenpool Omnibus         Over the Garden Wall short         Agatha All Along ep8 & ep9         Jurassic World: Chaos Theory s2 The Mangler Challenge Trailers: Marvel Disney+, Skeleton Crew Comics Countdown (30 October 2024): 1.     Nice House By The Sea 4 by James Tynion IV, Alvaro Martinez Bueno, Jordie Bellaire 2.     Uncanny Valley 6 by Tony Fleecs, Dave Wachter 3.     Feral 7 by Tony Fleecs, Trish Forstner, Tone Rodriguez, Brad Simpson 4.     Redcoat 7 by Geoff Johns, Bryan Hitch, Andrew Currie, Brad Anderson 5.     Poison Ivy/Swamp Thing: Feral Trees 1 by G. Willow Wilson, Mike Perkins, Mike Spicer 6.     GhostBox 1 by Mike Carey, Pablo Raimondi 7.     Savage Sword of Conan 5 by Jason Aaron, Michael Kogge, Dan Parsons, Geof Isherwood 8.     It Happened on Hyde Street: Devour 1 by Maytal Zchut, Leila Leiz, Alex Sinclair 9.     Namor 4 by Jason Aaron, Paul Davidson, Alex Lins, Neeraj Menon 10.  Venom War: Fantastic Four 1 by Adam Warren, Joey Vazquez, Guru eFX

Warning! This episode is particularly NSFW. Django, Jeff, and Roman are feeling the heat after the devil visited their doorsteps on All Hallum's Ween, so they've gotta get these comic books out of their skin and into your brains as soon as possible! Just hit play already!0:02:14 - Well Welcome Wellmer!0:08:45 - Amazing Spider-Man #600:13:14 - Poison Ivy/Swamp Thing: Feral Trees #10:16:36 - Uncanny Valley #60:18:10 - Batman: The Long Halloween - The Last Halloween #20:27:30 - Redcoat #70:29:58 - It Happened on Hyde Street: Devour #1SPOILERS! Tread carefully dear listener, because we're going to talk about what happened in these books. So definitely pause this, read your comics, and come back. We'll still be here!And an enormous thank you, as always, to Andrew Carlson for editing this mess into something listenable.Subscribe to us on Apple, Spotify or wherever you like to get your podcasts.Email us at jeff@thecomicsplace.com! We love hearing from you and there's a good chance we will read it on air!Cover art by Mike PerkinsVisit us at The Comics Place next time you're in Bellingham, Washington!

Hold onto your butts, it's a Fifth Week™! There aren't a lot of books to talk about but there is one of the best pizza portrayals Josh Flanagan has ever seen in comics, Conor Kilpatrick misses his cue, and we make change. That's what we do. Note: Time codes are subject to change depending on dynamic ad insertion by the distributor. Running Time: 01:00:40 Pick of the Week: 00:01:34 – Redcoat #7 Comics: 00:11:09 – The Amazing Spider-Man #954 (60) 00:21:30 – Batman: The Long Halloween – The Last Halloween #2 00:26:20 – Wolverine: Revenge #3 00:28:45 – The Savage Sword of Conan #5 00:32:42 – Namor #4 Patron Pick: 00:35:41 – Poison Ivy/Swamp Thing: Feral Trees #1 Patron Thanks: 00:44:11 – dave d Listener Mail: 00:45:37 – Scott H. from Portland, Oregon wonders how to tell the difference between A, B, and C-List characters. Brought To You By: • Nerd Hero – Elevate your collection today with The Nerd Shelf! Shop now at nerdhero24.com and use code ifanboy30 for a 30% off discount! Offer expires 11/20/24! • iFanboy Patrons – Become one today for as little as $3/month! Or make a one time donation of any amount! • iFanboy T-Shirts and Merch – Show your iFanboy pride with a t-shirt or other great merchandise on Threadless! We've got thirteen designs! Music: “The Only Living Boy in New York” Simon & Garfunkel Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Jace and Rocky chat about their favorite independent titles for the week of October 30, 2024. Ghost Machine is here with another two fantastic titles, the most heartfelt issue of Redcoat to date and perhaps of the entire Ghost Machine era. Meanwhile, Devour gives us a horrifying glkimpse into Hyde St that is that much more terrifying in it's realism. Meanwhile Knights vs Samurai continues the historical narrative with tons of bloody action and we get the second of the Underworld Universe titles from Mad Cave with Hour of the Wolf #1.

Longbox of Horror 2024 Part 1: Battle Pope Comic Reviews: DC o        Absolute Power 4 by Mark Waid, Dan Mora, Alejandro Sanchez o        All-In §  Batman 153 by Chip Zdarsky, Jorge Jimenez, Tomeu Morey §  Birds of Prey 14 by Kelly Thompson, Sami Basri, Adriano Lucas §  Shazam 16 by Josie Campbell, Dan McDaid, Roberto Poggi, Trish Mulvihill §  Poison Ivy 26 by G. Willow Wilson, Marcio Takara, Arif Prianto o        DC All In Special by Joshua Williamson, Scott Snyder, Daniel Sampere, Alejandro Sanchez, Wes Craig, Mike Spicer o        DC Horror Presents: Creature Commandos 1 by David Dastmalchian, Jesus Hervas, Alex Guimaraes o        DC's I Know What You Did Last Crisis by Cavan Scott, Ario Anindito, Carrie Strachan; Nathan Cayanan, V Ken Marion, Andrew Dalhouse; Ashley Allen, Jose Luis, Jonas Trindade, Big Doors Studios; Matthew Levine, Jordi Tarragona, Luis Guerrero; Dan DiDio, M.L. Sanapo, Hi-Fi; Rachel Pinnelas, Will Robson, Andrew Dalhouse; Dave Wielgosz, Sid Kotian, Patricio Delpeche; Rex Ogle, Adam Graphite, Ivan Plascencia o        Justice Society of America 12 by Geoff Johns, Todd Nauck, Matt Herms Marvel o        Ghost Rider: Robbie Reyes Special by Carlos Hernandez, Moises Hidalgo, Jorge Cortes; Felipe Smith, Daniel Bayliss, Luis Wences; Melissa Flores, Jan Bazaldua, Luiz Zavala o        Star Wars: The Battle of Jakku – Insurgency Rising 1 by Alex Segura, Leonard Kirk, Stefano Raffaele, Rachelle Rosenberg, Alex Sinclair o        Storm 1 by Murewa Ayodele, Lucas Werneck, Alex Guimaraes, Fer Sifuentes-Sujo o        Marvel Unlimited §  Alligator Loki 41 by Alyssa Wong, Robert Quinn §  Lovable Lockheed 5 by Nathan Stockman §  Doodlepool 1 Boom o        Creeping Below 1 by Brian Azzarello, Vanessa Del Rey, Hilary Jenkins Dynamite o        Barbarella 1 by Blake Northcott, Anna Morozova, Magnus Arts, Werner Sanchez IDW o        Godzilla Rivals: Mechagodzilla vs. King Ghidorah by Tom Waltz, Casey Maloney Image o        Hyde Street 1 by Geoff Johns, Ivan Reis, Danny Miki, Brad Anderson Magma o        Night of the Slashers 1 by Cavan Scott, Paul Fry Oni o        Skin Police 1 by Jordan Thomas, Daniel Gete, Jason Wordie Valiant o        Shadowman: Soul Eaters 1 by AJ Ampadu, Sergio Monjes, Exequiel Roel, Ludwig Olimba Vault o        Goobers 1 by Cody Ziglar, Ryan Lee, K. Michael Russell o        Lilith 1 by Corin Howell, Warnia Sahadewa o        Barbaric vs. Deathstalker 1 by Tim Seeley, Michael Moreci, Nathan Gooden, Fabi Marques OGN Countdown o        Satan's Swarm by Steve Niles, Piotr Kowalski, Betsy Howitt, Lovern Kindzierski o        Midnight: Shadows by Zack Kaplan, Stephen Thompson, Jahnoy Lindsay o        Please Be My Star by Victoria Grace Elliott o        Dragon Prince Vol 4: Dreamer's Nightmare by Nicole Andelfinger, Felia Hanakata o        Blacking Out by Chip Mosher, Peter Krause, Josie Weaver, Giulia Brusco o        Tegan and Sara: Crush by Tegan Quin, Sara Quin, Tillie Walden o        Honor Girl by Maggie Thrash o        No Rules Tonight by Kim Hyun Sook, Ryan Estrada o        Hoops by Matt Tavares o        Drafted by Rick Parker o        Monster Locker by Jorge Aguirre, Andres Vera Martinez o        Strange Case of Harleen and Harley by Melissa Marr, Jenn St. Onge, Jeremy Lawson o        This Land is Our Land: A Blue Beetle Story by Julio Anta, Jacoby Salcedo Additional Reviews: Joker 2, Agatha ep4, Black Hammer: The End, Little Monsters, Digital Circus ep3, Poison Ivy: Thorns, Do Revenge News: new DC graphic novels announced, odd Robin animated movie, Digital Circus planned to be a one season mini-series, rumors of Loeb/Lee returning to Batman, Princess Diaries 3, two more minutes of Over the Garden Wall, more streaming cartoon nonsense Trailers: Companion Comics Countdown (02 October 2024): 1.     Deviant 8 by James Tynion IV, Josh Hixson 2.     Nice House By The Sea 3 by James Tynion IV, Alvaro Martinez Bueno, Jordie Bellaire 3.     Hyde Street 1 by Geoff Johns, Ivan Reis, Danny Miki, Brad Anderson 4.     Batman 153 by Chip Zdarsky, Jorge Jimenez, Tomeu Morey 5.     DC All In Special by Joshua Williamson, Scott Snyder, Daniel Sampere, Alejandro Sanchez, Wes Craig, Mike Spicer 6.     Birds of Prey 14 by Kelly Thompson, Sami Basri, Adriano Lucas 7.     Justice Society of America 12 by Geoff Johns, Todd Nauck, Matt Herms 8.     I Hate Fairyland 16 by Skottie Young, Brett Bean 9.     Redcoat 6 by Geoff Johns, Bryan Hitch, Andrew Currie, Brad Anderson 10.  TMNT: Nightwatcher 2 by Juni Ba, Fero Peniche, Luis Antonio Delgado

The Professor Frenzy Show Episode 326 Conan The Barbarian Battle Of The Black Stone #2  from   Titan Comics  | Writer(s): Jim Zub   |  Artist(s): Jonas Scharf  |  $3.99 Cruel Universe #3  (EC Comics) from   Oni Press  |  Writer(s): Cullen Bunn   | Artist(s): Kano  |  $4.99 Svengoolie 45th Anniversary Svengoolies Halloween Boo-Nanza #1 (One Shot) from   Gemstone Publishing  |  Writer(s): Rich Koz   |  Artist(s): Bill Morrison  |  $7.99 Archies Halloween Spectacular #1 (One Shot) 2024 from   Archie Comics  | Writer(s): Ian Flynn   |  Artist(s): Steven Butler  |  $3.99 I Hate Fairyland Vol 2 #16  from   Image  |  Writer(s): Skottie Young   |  Artist(s):Brett Bean  |  $3.99 The Deviant #8  from   Image  |  Writer(s): James Tynion IV   |  Artist(s): Joshua Hixson  |  $3.99 The Creeping Below #1 from BOOM! Studios (W)  Brian Azzarello (A) Vanesa R. Del Rey $4.99   Redcoat #6  from   Image  |  Writer(s): Geoff Johns   |  Artist(s): Bryan Hitch Andrew Currie Brad Anderson  |  $3.99 Betty & Veronica Jumbo Comics Digest #328 from   Archie Comics  |  Writer(s): Various   |  Artist(s): Various  |  $9.99     This Week's Comic Books Scarlett #5 from Image Comics (W) Kelly Thompson (A) Marco Ferrari, Lee Loughridge $3.99 Transformers #13 from Image Comics (W) Daniel Warren Johnson (A) Jason Howard, Mike Spicer $3.99  MAD magazine #40 (W/A)  The Usual Gang of Idiots $5.99   Seance In The Asylum #1  from  Dark Horse  |  Writer(s): Clay McLeod Chapman  |  Artist(s): Andrea Mutti  |  $3.99 Rocketeer Breaks Free #3  from  IDW Publishing  |  Writer(s): Stephen Mooney  | Artist(s): Staz Johnson  |  $4.99 Lady Mechanika The Devil In The Lake #2  from  Image  |  Writer(s): Joe Benitez M.M. Chen   |  Artist(s): Siya Oum  |  $3.99 Plastic Death & Dolls #5  from  Image  |  Writer(s): Doug Wagner   |  Artist(s):Daniel Hillyard  |  $3.99 Autumn Kingdom #2  from  Oni Press  |  Writer(s): Cullen Bunn   |  Artist(s):Christopher Mitten  |  $4.99 Minor Arcana #2  from  BOOM! Studios  |  Writer(s): Jeff Lemire   |  Artist(s): Jeff Lemire  |  $4.99   OTHER Chris' Comics Corner The Joker #2 V1  cover dated July 1975; cover priced 25 cents.  This week's that guy that was in that show is  Jerry Van Dyke Favorite Twilight Zone episode The Last Flight Season 1 Episode 18

Spooky season is finally in full swing, so Django, Jeff, and Roman start carving their pumpkins in the shape of their favorite character from the DC relaunch! In reality, however, they focus on talking about last week's comic book releases, and maybe even a little about one of those new movies that have come out. Just hit play already!0:03:02 - Well Welcome Wellmer!0:07:09 - Absolute Power #40:16:46 - DC All-In Special #10:29:28 - Batman #1530:35:50 - Special Guest Appearance!0:41:48 - Hyde Street #10:47:10 - JSA #120:49:34 - Redcoat #60:51:32 - Get Fury #60:55:27 - Plastic Man: No More! #21:00:00 - Non-spoiler Joker 2 mention!SPOILERS! Tread carefully dear listener, because we're going to talk about what happened in these books. So definitely pause this, read your comics, and come back. We'll still be here!And an enormous thank you, as always, to Andrew Carlson for editing this mess into something listenable.Subscribe to us on Apple, Spotify or wherever you like to get your podcasts.Email us at jeff@thecomicsplace.com! We love hearing from you and there's a good chance we will read it on air!Cover art by Wes CraigVisit us at The Comics Place next time you're in Bellingham, Washington!

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The Professor Frenzy Show Episode 325 Hello Darkness #3 from BOOM! Studios  (W)  Various  (A) Various $5.99 Creepshow Vol 3 #1  from  Image  |  Writer(s): Chip Zdarsky James Stokoe   | Artist(s): Kagan McLeod James Stokoe  |  $3.99 Helen Of Wyndhorn #5  from  Dark Horse  |  Writer(s): Tom King   |  Artist(s):Bilquis Evely  |  $4.99 Universal Monsters Frankenstein #2  from  Image  |  Writer(s): Michael Walsh   | Artist(s): Michael Walsh  |  $4.99 Conan The Barbarian Vol 5 #15  from  Titan Comics  |  Writer(s): Jim Zub   | Artist(s): Doug Braithwaite  |  $3.99 Dick Tracy (Mad Cave Studios) #5  from  Mad Cave Studios  |  Writer(s): Alex Segura   |  Artist(s): Geraldo Borges  |  $4.99 Feral #6  from  Image  |  Writer(s): Tony Fleecs   |  Artist(s): Trish Forstner Tone Rodriguez Brad Simpson  |  $3.99 Night Club 2 #2  from  Dark Horse  |  Writer(s): Mark Millar   |  Artist(s): Juanan Ramirez  |  $4.99 Lilith #1 from Vault Comics  |  Writer(s): Corin Howell   |  Artist(s): Corin Howell | $4.99 Saga #69 from  Image  |  Writer(s): Brian K. Vaughan   |  Artist(s): Fiona Staples  |  $3.99 Black Cloak #8 from  Image  |  Writer(s): Kelly Thompson   |  Artist(s): Meredith McClaren  |  $3.99 Purr Evil #6  from  Image  |  Writer(s): Mirka Andolfo   |  Artist(s): Laura Braga  |  $3.99 BRZRKR The Lost Book Of B #1 (One Shot)  from  BOOM! Studios  |  Writer(s):Keanu Reeves   |  Artist(s): Ron Garney  |  $9.99 Goobers #1  from  Vault Comics  |  Writer(s): Cody Ziglar   |  Artist(s): Ryan Lee  |  $9.99 Patra #2 of 4 from Dark Horse Comics (W)  James Robinson (A) Scott Kolins $4.99  Missionary #1  from  DSTLRY Media  |  Writer(s): Ryan Stegman   |  Artist(s):Jason Howard  |  $8.99 My Bad Escape From Peculiar Island #5 from  Ahoy Comics  |  Writer(s): Mark Russell   |  Artist(s): Peter Krause  |  $3.99 Spectregraph #3  from  DSTLRY Media  |  Writer(s): James Tynion Iv   |  Artist(s):Christian Ward  |  $8.99 Maria Llovets Violent Flowers #1  from  Image  |  Writer(s): Maria Llovet   | Artist(s): Maria Llovet  |  $3.99 Plastic Death & Dolls #4  from  Image  |  Writer(s): Doug Wagner   |  Artist(s):Daniel Hillyard  |  $3.99 Shudder Magazine #19 from  Warrant Publishing Company  |  Writer(s): Don Glut  |  Artist(s): Nik Poliwko  |  $6.99 Today's Comic Books The Creeping Below #1 from BOOM! Studios (W)  Brian Azzarello (A) Vanesa R. Del Rey $4.99   I Hate Fairyland Vol 2 #16  from   Image  |  Writer(s): Skottie Young   |  Artist(s):Brett Bean  |  $3.99 Redcoat #6  from   Image  |  Writer(s): Geoff Johns   |  Artist(s): Bryan Hitch Andrew Currie Brad Anderson  |  $3.99 The Deviant #8  from   Image  |  Writer(s): James Tynion IV   |  Artist(s): Joshua Hixson  |  $3.99 Archies Halloween Spectacular #1 (One Shot) 2024 from   Archie Comics  | Writer(s): Ian Flynn   |  Artist(s): Steven Butler  |  $3.99 Betty & Veronica Jumbo Comics Digest #328 from   Archie Comics  |  Writer(s): Various   |  Artist(s): Various  |  $9.99 Conan The Barbarian Battle Of The Black Stone #2  from   Titan Comics  | Writer(s): Jim Zub   |  Artist(s): Jonas Scharf  |  $3.99 Cruel Universe #3  (EC Comics) from   Oni Press  |  Writer(s): Cullen Bunn   | Artist(s): Kano  |  $4.99 Svengoolie 45th Anniversary Svengoolies Halloween Boo-Nanza #1 (One Shot) from   Gemstone Publishing  |  Writer(s): Rich Koz   |  Artist(s): Bill Morrison  |  $7.99 OTHER Chris' Comics Corner - Captain America #246; cover dated June 1980, cover priced 40 cents This week's that guy that was in that show is  Michael Burns Today our Frenzy Faves is a favorite Twilight Zone episode - Judgment Night Season 1 Episode 10, Original air date December 4, 1959

The Professor Frenzy Show Episode 320 Conan The Barbarian Vol 5 #14 from Titan Comics  |  Writer(s): Jim Zub   | Artist(s): Doug Braithwaite  |  $3.99 Epitaphs From The Abyss #2 (EC Comics) from Oni Press  |  Writer(s): JasonAaron   |  Artist(s): Klaus Janson  |  $4.99 Patra #1 from Dark Horse  |  Writer(s): James Robinson   |  Artist(s): Scott Kolins |  $4.99 Blow Away #5 from BOOM! Studios (W) Zac Thompson (A) Nicola Izzo $4.99  DickTracy #4 from Mad Cave Studios (W) Alex Segura, Michael Moreci (A) Geraldo Borges $4.99 Night Club 2 #1 from Dark Horse  |  Writer(s): Mark Millar   |  Artist(s): Juanan Ramirez  |  $4.99 Witchblade #2 from Image Comics (W) Marguerite Bennett (A/CA) Giuseppe Cafaro, Arif Prianto $3.99 Stand Still #1 of 8 from Image Comics  (W) Lee Loughridge (A) Andrew Robinson, Lee Loughridge $4.99 MAD magazine #39 (Salute to aliens/UFOs issue) W/A The usual gang of idiots $5.99   Plastic Death & Dolls #3 from Image  |  Writer(s): Doug Wagner   |  Artist(s):Daniel Hillyard  |  $3.99 Something Crawled Out #1 from Vault Comics  |  Writer(s): M. Son   |  Artist(s):Cas Madcursed Peirano  |  $4.99 Vampiress Carmilla Magazine #23 from Warrant Publishing Company  | Writer(s):Don Glut   |  Artist(s): Various  |  $6.99 Paranoid Gardens #2 from Dark Horse  |  Writer(s): Gerard Way   |  Artist(s):ChrisWeston  |  $4.99 Black Cloak #7 from Image  |  Writer(s): Kelly Thompson   |  Artist(s): Meredith McClaren  |  $3.99 Local Man #13 from Image  |  Writer(s): Tim Seeley Tony Fleecs   |  Artist(s): Tony Fleecs Tim Seeley  |  $3.99 Redcoat #5 from Image  |  Writer(s): Geoff Johns   |  Artist(s): Bryan Hitch Andrew Currie Brad Anderson  |  $3.99 BRZRKR A Faceful Of Bullets #1 (One Shot) from BOOM! Studios  |  Writer(s):Jason Aaron   |  Artist(s): Francesco Manna  |  $9.99 My Bad Escape From Peculiar Island #4 from Ahoy Comics  |  Writer(s): Mark Russell   |  Artist(s): Peter Krause  |  $3.99   This Week's Comic Books Archie The Decision #1 from Archie Comics (W) Tom King (A) Dan Parent $3.99 Void Rivals #12 from Image Comics (W) Robert Kirkman (A) Lorenzo De Felici, Patricio Delpeche $3.99 The Last Mermaid #6 from Image Comics (W/A) Derek Kirk Kim $3.99.  Rocketeer Breaks Free #2  from  IDW Publishing  |  Writer(s): Stephen Mooney  | Artist(s): Staz Johnson  |  $4.99 Convert #1 from  Image  |  Writer(s): John Arcudi   |  Artist(s): Savannah Finley  |  $3.99 Saga #68 from  Image  |  Writer(s): Brian K. Vaughan   |  Artist(s): Fiona Staples  |  $3.99 Universal Monsters Frankenstein #1  from  Image  |  Writer(s): Michael Walsh   | Artist(s): Michael Walsh Toni Marie Griffen  |  $4.99 Barbaric vs Deathstalker #1 (One Shot)  from  Vault Comics  |  Writer(s): Slash   | Artist(s): Nathan Gooden  |  $5.99 BRZRKR The Lost Book Of B #1 (One Shot)  from  BOOM! Studios  |  Writer(s):Keanu Reeves   |  Artist(s): Ron Garney  |  $9.99 Cursed Library #1 Alpha  from  Archie Comics  |  Writer(s): Eliot Rahal   | Artist(s): Craig Cermak  |  $4.99 Life #1  from  DSTLRY Media  |  Writer(s): Stephanie Phillips Brian Azzarello   | Artist(s): Danijel Zezelj Lee Loughridge  |  $8.99 Nouns Nountown #2  from  Titan Comics  |  Writer(s): David Leach   |  Artist(s):Danny Schlitz  |  $4.99 Savage Sword Of Conan Vol 2 #4  from  Titan Comics  |  Writer(s): Jim Zub   | Artist(s): Patch Zircher  |  $6.99 Something Is Killing The Children #40  from  BOOM! Studios  |  Writer(s): James TynionIV   |  Artist(s): Werther Dell Edera  |  $3.99 White Boat #2  from  DSTLRY Media  |  Writer(s): Scott Snyder   |  Artist(s):Francesco Francavilla  |  $8.99 Image Firsts Bitch Planet #1  from  Image  |  Writer(s): Kelly Sue DeConnick   | Artist(s): Valentine De Landro | $1.00 Image Firsts Farmhand #1  from  Image  |  Writer(s): Rob Guillory   |  Artist(s):Rob Guillory | $1.00 Nostalgia The Lone Ranger Golden West #1 from 1966 Superboy and the Legion of Super Heroes #217  June 1976 This week's that guy that was in that show is  Len Lesser Today our Frenzy Faves is a favorite Twilight Zone episode The Silence, Season 2 Episode 25

The Two Jamokes™, joined by Dr. Ryan Haupt, manage to stay on target with the week in comics while also answering the age-old question: what happens if you add a saxophone to punk music? Note: Time codes are subject to change depending on dynamic ad insertion by the distributor. Running Time: 01:19:37 Pick of the Week: 00:01:47 - Namor #2 Comics: 00:11:54 - Wolverine: Revenge #1 00:18:00 - Standstill #1 00:23:52 - Nightwing #117 00:30:37 - Dark Knights of Steel: Allwinter #2 00:33:37 - Usagi Yojimbo #279: The Crow #5 00:36:19 - Redcoat #5 00:39:21 - Huge Detective #1 Star Wars Corner: 00:43:19 - Star Wars #49 Patron Pick: 00:46:21 - Jenny Sparks #1 Patron Thanks: 01:00:53 - Dungeon Miller Listener Mail: 01:04:34 - Wes from Fridley, Minnesota wants to know why there haven't been any animated adaptions of characters from CW's Arrowverse, Wildstorm, or Vertigo series? Brought To You By: • Better Help – This episode is sponsored by BetterHelp. Give online therapy a try at betterhelp.com/ifanboy and get on your way to being your best self. • iFanboy Patrons - Become one today for as little as $3/month! Or make a one time donation of any amount! • iFanboy T-Shirts and Merch - Show your iFanboy pride with a t-shirt or other great merchandise on Threadless! We've got thirteen designs! Music: "The Rascal King" The Mighty Mighty BossTones Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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The Professor Frenzy Show Episode 319 Babs #1  from  Ahoy Comics  |  Writer(s): Garth Ennis   |  Artist(s): Jacen Burrows |  $3.99 Kardak The Mystic #1 (One Shot)  from  Archie Comics  |  Writer(s): Joe Corallo  |  Artist(s): Butch K. Mapa  |  $3.99 Defenders of the Earth #1 from Mad Cave Studios (W) Dan Didio (A) Jim Calafiore $4.99 Barbaric Born In Blood #3  from  Vault Comics  |  Writer(s): Michael Moreci   | Artist(s): Nathan Gooden  |  $4.99 Transformers #11 from Image Comics  (W) Daniel Warren Johnson  (A) Jorge Corona, Mike Spicer $3.99  Gilt Frame #1  from  Dark Horse  |  Writer(s): Matt Kindt   |  Artist(s): Matt Kindt  |  $9.99 Into The Unbeing Part 1 #3  from  Dark Horse  |  Writer(s): Zac Thompson   | Artist(s): Hayden Sherman  |  $3.99 Midst Address Unknown #1 (One Shot) from  Dark Horse  |  Writer(s): Colin Lorimer   |  Artist(s): Alejandro Arag+ªn  |  $7.99 Domain #2 from  Image  |  Writer(s): Chip Zdarsky   |  Artist(s): Rachael Stott  |  $3.99 Geiger Vol 2 #5  from  Image  |  Writer(s): Geoff Johns   |  Artist(s): Gary Frank  |  $3.99 This Week's Comic Books Blow Away #5 from BOOM! Studios (W) Zac Thompson (A) Nicola Izzo $4.99 DickTracy #4 from Mad Cave Studios (W) Alex Segura, Michael Moreci (A) Geraldo Borges $4.99  Stand Still #1 from Image Comics  (W) Lee Loughridge (A) Andrew Robinson, Lee Loughridge $4.99 Witchblade #2 from Image Comics (W) Marguerite Bennett (A/CA) Giuseppe Cafaro, Arif Prianto $3.99 Night Club 2 #1 from Dark Horse  |  Writer(s): Mark Millar   |  Artist(s): Juanan Ramirez  |  $4.99 Paranoid Gardens #2 from Dark Horse  |  Writer(s): Gerard Way   |  Artist(s):ChrisWeston  |  $4.99 Patra #1 from Dark Horse  |  Writer(s): James Robinson   |  Artist(s): Scott Kolins |  $4.99 Black Cloak #7 from Image  |  Writer(s): Kelly Thompson   |  Artist(s): Meredith McClaren  |  $3.99 Local Man #13 from Image  |  Writer(s): Tim Seeley Tony Fleecs   |  Artist(s): Tony Fleecs Tim Seeley  |  $3.99 Plastic Death & Dolls #3 from Image  |  Writer(s): Doug Wagner   |  Artist(s):Daniel Hillyard  |  $3.99 Redcoat #5 from Image  |  Writer(s): Geoff Johns   |  Artist(s): Bryan Hitch Andrew Currie Brad Anderson  |  $3.99 BRZRKR A Faceful Of Bullets #1 (One Shot) from BOOM! Studios  |  Writer(s):Jason Aaron   |  Artist(s): Francesco Manna  |  $9.99 Conan The Barbarian Vol 5 #14 from Titan Comics  |  Writer(s): Jim Zub   | Artist(s): Doug Braithwaite  |  $3.99 Epitaphs From The Abyss #2 (EC Comics) from Oni Press  |  Writer(s): JasonAaron   |  Artist(s): Klaus Janson  |  $4.99 My Bad Escape From Peculiar Island #4 from Ahoy Comics  |  Writer(s): Mark Russell   |  Artist(s): Peter Krause  |  $3.99 Something Crawled Out #1 from Vault Comics  |  Writer(s): M. Son   |  Artist(s):Cas Madcursed Peirano  |  $0.00 Vampiress Carmilla Magazine #23 from Warrant Publishing Company  | Writer(s):Don Glut   |  Artist(s): Various  |  $6.99 Nostalgia  Batman #177, cover dated July 1976; cover priced 30 cents.  Favorite Twilight Zone episode : A Kind of Stopwatch, Season 5 Episode 4 This week's that guy that was in that show is  Kenneth Tigar

Savage Dragon #271 and the genius of Erik Larsen, Absolute Power #1 by Mark Waid, Dan Mora, and Alejandro Sanchez, Ghost Machine-O-Rama: Geiger #3, Rook: Exodus #3, and Redcoat #3 by Geoff Johns and company, All the Things We Didn't Do Last Night by Maria Llovet, plus a whole mess more!

It's a weird week! Not a lot of books leads to an unusually superhero-lite rundown. Plus, about half way through the show one of the hosts starts to lose his voice! All that plus a Dreadnok Diversion! Balls. Note: Time codes are subject to change depending on dynamic ad insertion by the distributor. Running Time: 00:54:20 Pick of the Week: 00:02:58 - Uncanny Valley #2 Comics: 00:10:38 - G.I. Joe: A Real American Hero #306 00:18:13 - Alien: Black, White and Blood #4 00:21:25 - Aliens: What If...? #3 00:22:36 - Redcoat #2 00:26:48 - Dark Ride #12 00:29:29 - Briar #5 00:31:39 - The Displaced #4 Patron Pick: 00:34:00 - Doom #1 Patron Thanks: 00:39:35 - Tom Rose News: 00:40:53 - 2024 Eisner Award Nominations Audience Question: 00:44:30 - Tim Y. has a very technical and specific question about the G.I. Joe theme song. 00:47:56 - Tom D. from Vermont has a correction for the latest Booksplode. Brought To You By: • Shopify - This episode is sponsored by Shopify. Sign up for a one-dollar-per-month trial period and take your business to the next level. • iFanboy Patrons - Become one today for as little as $3/month! Or make a one time donation of any amount! • iFanboy T-Shirts and Merch - Show your iFanboy pride with a t-shirt or other great merchandise on Threadless! We've got thirteen designs! Music: "On the Road Again (Live)" Willie Nelson Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices