Broke-Ass Porn: El Paletero

Once a week we present Broke-Ass Porn.  It’s visually stimulating material for the financially impaired.  If this shit doesn’t get you going, you’re not as broke as you thought:


Summertime and the livin’s easy.  The sun is high in the sky over the date palms that pepper Dolores, but offer no shade from the fiery orb.  Sweat trickles from my brow and stings my eye, momentarily blinding me.  Then there you are, standing before me, sweet, sweet sugar daddy.
You reach into your magic box, and pull out my respite from the unrelenting, dizzying heat.  Suddenly…. oh rapture!  I’m a mess of sticky tropical juices, lost in an oasis of bliss! Why can’t all the men in my life be so consistent?
No matter to you.  You’re off already! Charmingly jingling your little bell, luring in others to you’re fruity wares, like some pied piper of the sultry afternoon.

El Paletero
Dolores Park and Mission at large

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Stephen Torres - Threadbare-Fact Finder

Stephen's early years were spent in a boxcar overlooking downtown Los Angeles. From there he moved around the state with his family before settling under the warm blanket of smog that covers suburban Southern California. Moving around led to his inabilty to stay in one place for very long, but San Francisco has been reeling him back in with its siren song since 1999. By trade he pours booze, but likes to think he can write and does so occasionally for people like the SF Bay Guardian. He also likes to enoy time spent in old eateries, bars and businesses that, by most standards, would have been condemned a long time ago.

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  1. angelo says:

    What an emotional rollercoaster starting from the moment I read and click on the link to the moment I finish reading, to the moment I explain to my mom the entry in her browser history.

    Looking forward to the next in this series!

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