So I’m sitting in a bar. It’s not a gay bar—it’s definitely not billed that way. It’s not entirely a straight bar, either, because I’ve seen...

I had the opportunity recently to spend an afternoon and evening with my friend Eeyore. Longer-term readers of my blog will realize that I a...

The confession I’m about to make is more than slightly silly, but I’m going to blurt it out anyway: I have something of a schoolgirl crush o...

When the late-night commuter trains out of Grand Central pulls into the last stop at the New York border, all the dumb white overprivileged ...

When a real sex hound enters a room full of men fucking, he looks around to discover one thing. He’s not looking first for the best lookin...

Face down. Butt up. A grown man is lying across my lap, naked, like a little boy waiting for a spanking. His ass is round and furry, his thi...