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A fudge packer is a person who enjoys giving anal sex. That is, the person “pitching”, as opposed to the person “catching”.
“Fudge” in this context is a colorful way of saying “poop”. And “packer” is another way of saying “pusher”. So, a fudge packer could just as easily be known as a poop pusher. In other words, a man that uses his cock to fuck an asshole, going in where poop normally comes out, thereby, packing it back in.
Isn’t that a picturesque way of expressing it? Lovely.
It is an expression using “fudge” in the same way as the old rhyme, “Milk, milk, lemonade. Around the corner fudge is made.” That rhyme is referring to a woman who has breasts (milk, milk), a vagina (lemonade), and an asshole (where fudge is made).
It should be mentioned that the fudge packer is different than the fudge packee, which is the person whose asshole is being fucked.
Usually “fudge packer” is used in a derogatory manner to describe a gay man, but it can be used to describe anyone that likes to enjoy the wonderful act of anal sex. In my experiences having anal sex with women, it’s usually a good idea for the lady “packee” to have an evacuation of their poop before the ass fucking begins. Then it’s not so messy.
My girlfriend cherishes the fact that I love being her fudge packer. She loves it even more when I ass-fuck her while she slides a vibrator in and out of her pussy for a double penetration experience. I like it too because my cock can feel the dildo moving in and out of her pussy from inside her anus. Sometimes when I pull my cock out, there is feces stuck on it. I just walk to the bathroom and wash it off in the sink, if we’re at my place. If we’re at her place, I just wipe it off with one of her fancy washcloths and then throw it in the laundry basket.
(Don’t tell her!)
I always thought that when Christopher Robin was pushing Winnie the Pooh on the swing-set in the children’s books, it was a subtle gay insinuation. After all, Christopher Robin loves “pushing Pooh”, and he obviously is into bears. And don’t get me started on Ernie and Bert from ‘Sesame Street’.
Whenever I hear someone mention the Green Bay Packers, I always laugh a little.
1. I felt bad when my uncle got laid off from his accounting job at the candy factory. They offered him a temporary contract as a fudge packer on the loading docks, but it didn’t pay enough, and there weren’t any health benefits. Plus, he was afraid his buddies would make fun of him when he told them his job title. They’re all homophobes.
2. When I was snooping through Sally’s diary, she admitted that she loved anal sex with her ex-boyfriend. That’s when I decided to be her new-and-improved fudge packer.
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