Silver Lake I spent the last 6 hours drawing up my design project for my fourth year term assignment and I was getting a little bleary eyed to tell the truth. I needed a break so I thought I would hit the gay bar, La Barcito, as it was pedaling distance from my Bubeschko Apartment, which I loved because the Rudolph Schindler design from the late '30s provid...
It was late November in the school year, right before Thanksgiving weekend, and I walked down the hallway to my last period of the day after lunch, it was P.E, of course, and it was actually one of my favorite classes for a reason. I was a senior in high school. I was never a small student for their my age though; I was 18 years old, 6'2", 250 pounds, with s...
Journal entry: July 5th, 1979 How has it come to this? I always thought I knew what I was capable of. And yet here I am planning this. Have I gone slightly mad and no one thought to tell me? Why have none of my friends clued me in? Freddie, Brian, Roger, John ... where were you guys when this insanity began to take hold of me? Why did not one of you tell me...
Sometimes I feel like I live in Wal-Mart. I'm always there picking up odds and ends, whether I really need them or not. A couple of nights ago I was there to have some keys made, and could not find anyone on the floor to help me, in spite of the fact that the store was practically empty. I walked around for what seemed like an eternity before I finally spott...
I wrote this story after receiving multiple requests from readers who read Part 1. In keeping with the theme of the first story, some controversial bits have been included here. If you cannot handle such topics, this story may not be suitable for you. ***** Ronnie Really Gets His! It was not a pleasant day on campus. The day before, little protests had be...
Hello, princess. Hello again. I see you are back. That pleases me, sissy. It pleases me that you have come back for more of what only I can give you. The truth only I can give you. And we have come so far together, princess. We have come so far exploring the depths of your sissy feminine mind. And your mind is feminine. Make no mistake about it, princess....
Chapter 1 I sprinted at full speed, stark naked, cock swinging, hiding my face, scrambling up the slope behind the beach to dive behind the bushes. Oh, shit! Oh, fuck! Oh, hell! Peering back through the branches, I saw Staff Sergeant Nilen looking the other way. Whew, that was close. I gnashed my teeth. Buck naked and crouching behind the bushes, I felt li...
Author's Note: Thanks so much to those who have left feedback so far! It means a lot to hear that people are enjoying the story. I know it's a little light on sex for this site, but there will be some more later. Feel free to send me an email. I love communicating with readers. Hope you continue to enjoy. ***** I did not wake until close to noon. Marie ha...
Wes Trapaghan has never had a grip of his life. After a nothing short of horrible childhood and a few tragedies, he's settling. After a content few years, the sight of a certain person causes bad behaviors and habits to spring up to the surface again. Read on to follow Wes through a series of emotional rollercoasters and realizations. Will he finally take co...
I crawled into bed later that night, tired and alone, back at my apartment. Earlier in the day we had agreed that a break--even for just one night--was a healthy move. For a while I had half-expected Mikey to later succumb, to turn to me in the car, for instance, and tell me that he wanted to stay over after all. I knew later, certainly after our walk down t...