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How to Make Friends with Kiddy Porn
Here’s a crazy internet story to scare parents… When I was 14-years-old I was just coming into my pop punk phase (pretty sure you can stop calling it a phase now, mom) and bands like Green Day and No Doubt blasted through my hormone crazed cranium. I emulated what I thought the child of Billie Joe Armstrong […]
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: 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: I'm Ready for My Cum Shot, Mr. De Mille
June 25, 2010
Nothing with actor-boy was off-limits anymore. I had never felt more truly sexually satisfied and, more importantly, sexually comfortable with anyone else. I knew that there was nothing I could suggest that would make him look at me in that “Oh my god! This freak is a Succubus,” way other boys had. I had found […]
June 15, 2013
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