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My Collection: Cock Roulette (Part Two)
February 20, 2013
Click here for part one. This is a serious choice I have to make. On one hand I have the Musician; sexy, familiar, and knew how to please me. On the other is the Bassist of the band who is drop dead gorgeous, intriguing, and probably wants to make me cum more than the boys. Dick verses […]
My Collection: Cock Roulette (Part One)
January 17, 2013
“Oh, it’s a ruthless night I see,” the doorman chuckles as I approach. There is always pleasure in being recognized before walking into one of my favorite Los Angeles bars. Any one could be famous, at least infamous, in this small city. The bar is practically empty. Not surprising considering the earliness of the evening. […]
My Collection: Confessions to Past Lovers
September 2, 2012
I’ve always wanted to say a little something to the ones that left a little something on my sheets. I didn’t get an abortion. I was never pregnant. But I heard you cheated on me and I knew this would crush you. I cheated on you with two 15-year-old boys. I assumed I’d stop when […]
My Collection: The Prince & The Pornstar
July 6, 2012
It had been awhile since I had met up with the Dealer. He gave me a Percocet and a glass of water. The second one I would enjoy was crushed in a line on the hand mirror next to a blueish-purple powdered line. I knelt next to the small table and covered one nostril with my […]
My Collection: You See El Aye
June 29, 2012
We had been carrying on like this for over a month. The only reason I knew that it was over a month was because he very eagerly reminded me a few weeks back. Since then we were performing in a play that could only be described as a tragedy. I could feel how much he wanted me […]
My Collection: Je Ne Sais Quoi
June 22, 2012
The morning light broke through the windows cutting my eyes open. If it wasn’t such a horrendous way to wake up it would be quite beautiful. Allowing my vision to adjust, I watch the light creep down the far wall. Illuminating the worn wallpaper, it moves slowly over the painted gold frames encasing Julio’s art. […]
My Collection: The Dealer
February 8, 2011
“I have a meeting later. This guy is coming over… The one I told you about, in Santa Monica? Well,” he hesitated, looking at me like a kid about to tell his mom how the lamp broke. “Just stay in the bedroom. If that’s cool?” I nodded and he smiled. Still and with my eyes […]
My Collection: Curtain Call
December 21, 2010
This was it for Actor Boy. He put on a good performance and won the crowd’s heart. That was his gift; easy to love. But as with all good shows, it enviably came to an end, the music played and the crowd left. And this audition member had to go. I kissed him and he kissed me back. The motions […]
March 6, 2013
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