(I miss Scruffy. We still chat from time to time, and at the end of every conversation he tells me that no one fucked him the way I did. Tr...

(While I'm on vacation this week, I'm reprinting a few favorite old entries. I hope you like this one from a couple of years ago.) ...

(I'm taking a blog vacation this week, but here's a favorite entry from last year to keep you amused and hopefully aroused while I...

(While I'm on vacation, I'm re-running a few of my favorite old essays for your pleasure.) He knelt down on the floor, naked, st...

I just wanted to let you guys know I'm going to take a brief vacation from new blog entries—the rest of August, that is. There are three...

“It hurts.” The Runt’s brow is furrowed low. His lips are trembling; they’ve been pressing themselves into tight, wordless circles as I wo...

I’ve been back to my old alma mater many times in the nearly thirty years since my graduation. I barely recognize the place, now. As long as...