I feel like I'm cheating by putting this into my read pile. This is a short story found in a not-so-wholesome magazine (May, 2013; if you're curious).
I warmed up my review of Doomed with a read of this. WOW! I've never read so many synonymous verbiages used to describe genitalia. Cannibal, which has nothing to do with forks, knives, and fleshy-bits (sort of), is coming-of-age only told in Palahniuk-ism type of way. Confused? Well, I don't want to give it away, but for those faint of heart or easily (or not so easily) offended--stay away and pray for me. For sick bastards like myself, come on in.