Does Life Imitate Art? I love technology, in spite of the stereotype about girls. Although I was a guy, at least outwardly, until a year ago, I think I was always inwardly a girl. According to the stereotype, we girls are supposed to be indifferent to anything more technical than the designer cov... read more
For me, my hometown, L.A., is not the sexy, sweaty night clubs of West Hollywood nor the porn scene of the North Valley. Though I feel more at home there, that side of L.A. is not my home but rather the world into which my transsexual destiny exiled me. Home is the leafy, moneyed boulevards and s... read more
I think that if you could get honest answers, a lot of heterosexual guys would probably admit to having had at least a passing desire to be a girl. If they were honest, they would probably admit they thought of it "when I first noticed a girl's breasts" or "when I first felt a girl or... read more
As soon as we were safely back in our hooch, I retrieved the iBook from its hiding place under the floor and opened up Spartan's main Excel spreadsheet. I re-sorted the list against the data from the last three weeks of our frustrating field work, by district, language group, age, and every other ca... read more
They say that life is about making choices. But we humans don't get to choose the two most important factors in our lives. We don't get to choose our genes, so I got stuck with XY chromosomes. And we don't get to choose our natal families, so I got stuck with my mother and father. My father, Edua... read more
The booked me as Alex Rios and handed me an orange jump suit and slip-on boots. I changed in a tiny curtained alcove and relinquished my clothes, shoes and purse, and became Inmate 265743. The booking clerk ignored my pleading eyes, so I begged. "You can't put me into a male population. I... read more
It was about 230 am Friday night when I walked into the Crypt adult book store on 30th Street in San Diego Calif. The Crypt's usual clientele was mostly gay men, and tonight was no exception. I felt my face burning as I walked back into the peek booth part of the store. These booths had no doors or ... read more
it was 3 years ago .. id become close friends with a girl who had so many friends but she had trouble getting guy friends and when she did get boyfriends it never lasted long and i felt so bad for her. one night we were drinking and went to her house. i loved her and treated her like my s****r, but ... read more
I once had a friend who always said "never fuck anything you can't bench-press". He was right, the biggest benefit of having sex with someone smaller and lighter than you is you can lift them easily ! On a recent trip to Thailand I couldn't take my eye's off a stunning, short, tiny but ... read more
I sit here with my dick in hand! All three of my girl friends and my two boy friends are out of town attending to their WORK and leaving this important stuff to me. I shall carry on alone until they return. I am looking at some pictures of a group of people fucking another group of people. Some are... read more
Like most mornings after a late shift at the Tilted Kilt, I awake around 11 am and lay in bed as the day comes into focus. The sheets felt cool on my nude body and I realized my roommate, Shari, had left the air conditioner on before she left for work. It's Summer in San Diego and the days of late h... read more
Police work is a paramilitary occupation. Uniforms, rank, weapons, discipline…It can be exciting and interesting for some and boring for others. Some officers seem to find lots of action during their career (or maybe it finds them) while others never use their sidearm except for target practi... read more
A visit to a hooker, where I describe my bisexual experiences *** It was a weekday, I had bummed off work and had made my way to Ipswich for a visit to Rona, my favorite hooker. She was a lovely woman in her forties, with a fantastic figure, not slim but not fat and with huge tits. She... read more
After college I began to explore the world. To that point I was the average male that happened to get a lot of tail. My sexual exploits with women were something I was proud of and always gave me a sense of being a real man. After years of watching straight porn and imagining myself in every possibl... read more
* * * My job is simple: I'm a masseuse (code word for prostitute). It used to be fun, too, but, after a while--well, let's just say the thrill is gone. I mean, how many cocks can a girl suck or fuck until the novelty's worn off? (In my case, I reckon the number at about 3,000.) So, I don... read more
Chapter One -- Jamie Jamie Sanders did not think he was a sissy. Growing up, he played with trucks and showed his innate male aggression though soldiers games with the other boys. He climbed trees and watched baseball with his Dad and brother. Unfortunately, by the time he was in eighth grad... read more
They came into the video store where I worked as a clerk. Almost every day. Teasers. Both of them. What made it both great and terrible for me was that it fed my deepest fetish -- stockings -- as it denied me any fulfillment other than frequent and frantic "self-gratification."... read more
My cock was as hard as it could get when Jaime came in the room. I could feel the moist pre cum rub on my thigh. Carol had made Jaime up to look like a total slut. Jaime had dark brown shoulder length hair, thick shades of blue that ran from the drawn on black eyebrows to her to long black eyelashes... read more
"Yea I thought the singing was OK but I don't really go for that style too much" "And the girls?" Brian prompted me. "Oh come on Brian leave him alone we all know he's not really interested in girls." "Give him a chance, people can change. Perhaps Carl's developing... read more
Kiki and Ty Blaze were doing their thing. They were living on their love and passion, literally. The couple had taken their love, passion and desire to please one another and turned it into their livelihood. They had become stars in the world of underground porn. Their production studio, Nasty Nigga... read more
