Sunday, 28 September 2008

The Promise of a New Day

Sorry, super friends! Mega busy ang lolah niyo! As in! Letch! I promise to be a bit more regular after next week! And yes, the title is a reference to the Paula Adbul song of yore. Dated talaga tayo, folks! Super!

Hello to:

1. Turismo: MISMO, hija! Gusto ko siyang sampalin with matching titing galit! Buti na lang my mother trained me for beauty pageants – kung di, nakish! Naloka na ang spice world!

2. Joaqui: Hay naku! If only I could leave… (see story below)

3. Rik: TAMA KA GHURL! With matching sash pa ako, noh! WINNAR! Channeling Angelina Jolie pa ako!

4. Ash: Hay true! Sayang walang part 2!

5. Odin: Naku sis. Alam mo naman… I don’t take home, noh! Hanggang banyo lang, tapos thank you girl na siya.

6. Bryan: Thank you, hija! It was tasty naman, a! In fairness, medyo bitter but still yummy! I love greeky/lebanese boys! Yu-um!

Let’s see – hu-we-her was I? Oh yes, after the whole traumatic week, I decided to apply for a new job. My freedom lasted 17 hours – I got my first offer a day after I sent my resume, and out of boredom, I decided to take the job. It’s a one-year contract thing, but I decided what the hey! Something new, something exciting! Fuwedeh!

So here I am, in my new office, and yes, there is a chuvachupa nearby. Yun ang una kong inasikaso, of carz!

So as usual with these things, may glory hole and yes, brand new meat!!! I have to say it was a very interesting first day at work.

First, there was a guy na medyo nearing 40 but still very papable. Not too sure of the background though – maybe Italian, maybe Greek – parang halo so I really don’t know to be hanezt. So we were there, sitting with a divider between us, and a glory hole where we can see each other’s penises.

And then he stood up and started getting dressed. Ako naman, HELLO! Vaketh!? I let him do his business and I sulked in the dark corner that was a toilet. Then I heard him open the cubbie door and walk to the sink. What I found funny was that he took his sweet time in the sink, washing his hands, fixing his hair, washing his hands yet again – the endless cycle of hygienic obsession.

I opened my door a tiny bit and peeked. There he was (guwapo naman!), looking at me intently with a slight smile at the curve of his lips. Then he walked towards the exit while he motioned me to follow him. I wasn’t born yesterday so what the hey, diva?

I got my act together and soon enough, I was following him from a distance through the building that was going to be my home for the next year. Something new everyday, so lovely, I thought.

Then he stopped just outside the men’s room in an isolated part of the building, and smiled at me. He opened the door and in 8.3 seconds (TALAGANG BINILANG DAW, O!), I was there with him. We went to the last cubicle, farthest from the door, and undressed hurriedly. When he dropped his trousers, I saw the snake that was his dick up close and personal… EYELOVEEEEET.

It was (as most cocks here in Australia) uncut – but it was still quite long! I was very happy with the size, around 7 inches – maybe more. But what I loved about it was the scent. It was somehow very floral, as though he had taken much effort to make sure it was ripe and ready for the sucking. At first, I played with the head and the foreskin, marveling at how the head of the penis is significantly darker than the rest of the penis. More importantly, I loved sucking him and looking up, only to see him smiling sexily. He glared at me, as though to say DON’T STOP! FOR THE SAKE OF THE CHILDREN, DON’T!

So I didn’t. At least until he came in my mouth. I loved feeling his seed on my tongue. After cumming, he just sat there with a Cheshire smile on his face. I got the vibe that he wanted some space so I got up to leave. I was still horny as, so I decided to give the toilet another shot.

As I was walking down the stairs, I saw a short blond man walking up and looking at me. Something about his look was piercing, and I knew he was checking me out. I decided to do the test – eye contact, smile and kembot to death!

After passing him, I gave a two second delay then quickly looked back. He was smiling at me – and I assumed he was headed for the same toilet I just came from.

Ayun! Number Two.

He was American – kitang kita from the accent, but he was shorter than most. In fact, he was probably just around 5’7” – and sadly, his penis was in proportion – but what made his ensaymada special was that he was hairy. He was blonde on top, but his chest hair was dark… up until his balls, which had blonde hair again. I loved it! So many colours on such a small adorable man!

Strangely enough, he was uncut (not common in most American states). And he didn’t want to be touched, so I just took off his pants and his shirt and watched him jack off in the toilet cubicle. At least, I was polite enough to follow that initially. After a few minutes though, I could not help it! I started slowly, touching his legs and his calves. He had a trim frame, and it reminds me of a farmer’s frame. Given his neck tan, I would not be surprised if he was a farmer’s boy.

Anyway, I started with his legs, and then my hand slowly moved to his balls. It was so hairy! I loved it! He pushed my hand away though, and that was my cue to start from scratch. After a few minutes though, he let me touch his dick which I did. The second I touched it, his face had a look of both relief and desperation – and that was when he violently brushed away my hand, and he clamped on his foreskin like anything… and then he came.

I felt really guilty because I got the impression that he wanted to continue this for a while – but his penis was just too sensitive. So I jacked off into the toilet while he watched. He looked really uncomfortable, and when I asked him, he confirmed it – this was his first time to play around in the toilet. It turns out he was just so horny that day from studying.

Studying? Ano?!

Turns out that there is a student centre of sorts in the ground floor of the building. Given that I haven’t had the tour, I didn’t know it existed.

Something tells me I will like this new job.

Monday, 8 September 2008

Ang fagbabalik!

Hello friends! Dahil hindi ko binati ang televiewers last time, I will start this entry with a hello! HELLO!

1. Odin: True! Obviously, hindi pa ako Ms. Talent nuon! CHOZ!

2. Rik: Actually sorted na kami ni Oli. Sa totoo lang, I don't mind if he had a one-night-stand on the side, basta pinagusapan at dafat may rules, noh! :-)

3. Turismo: We actually talked na, and the event was definitely a misunderstanding. Everything was ironed out, and it was much ado about nothing, basically. My fault... Ms. Universe na, drama queen pa! *choz!*

4. Joaqui: Kung pwede lang, i-ice cream to death, pero syempre... tandaan ang figure! *haha!*


Anyway, back to the kalaswaan til ever. I had a super important meeting today, so syempre dressed for evening gown competition. Despite the fact that I am ending this contract in a couple of days, I want to leave with a bang so presentation delivery jalore! Of course, as always, standing ovulation and exit with matching long-stemmed red roses thrown from the ceiling.

*feeling Regine talaga!*

ANYway, there I was in the lobby, talking to a friend, when I saw a guy who looked like this actor go into the magic loo (the one with the glory hole). Ako naman - hello! Super cute! Had strong Arabic / Middle Eastern features, with valvas and tangos nose. He was slightly taller than I was, and he was definitely hot! Not as hot as him, but definitely close.

HowAver, not sure naman ako kung gayme sya noh, so ako tuloy making chicka to clients and when they left, that was when I made my move. I opened the door and... avah. Alone kamish! No one else there, and the other cubicle where the GH was was occupied.


Syempre kunwari sashaying to pee, pero made quick duck to the cubicle where the other side of the GH was. I looked and hello, Mama Mia! He was already jacking off and getting hard. I closed the cubicle door behind me and signalled to him to kneel so that I can jack him off.

Ayun. Game ang loka and that was when I realised how big it was. Siyeth! Super! It was around 9 inches long and almost as thick as a Coke can. I jacked him off with one hand only to stop a few seconds later because someone entered the toilet. Thank God there was enough warning for us to straighten ourselves before the interloper invaded our parade.

This game of cock and hide happened twice more and on the third time, I think Mr. Arab decided to up the ante a notch. As I sat waiting for the urinator to do his deed, Mr. Arab scribbled something down on paper. When he slipped the note under the wall, it said "Wanna suck my cock upstairs in Level 2?"

Hello! Do birds fly?

As I prepared for my closeupdirek, he popped out of the cubicle and out of the loo. After a few seconds (I didn't want him to wait too long, noh!), I followed suit.

When I entered the upper toilet, there he was (tangina, he was definitely hot) pretending to pee while peering over his shoulder. As I stepped closer, he opened the door, I quickly ducked in, and we were ready! He sat on the upper bench (where you would normally see the tank of the toilet) and I sat on the toilet seat itself. He dropped his trousers fully and there, in all its red hot glory, was his long penis. I rarely see anything above 7 inches and when I do, I am always in awe. It's like kneeling in front of a gigantic gold statue worshiped by some long-forgetten tribe. It was beautiful, it was massive and it was mine for the taking.

I began playing around with it, and as I did my thing, he rolled his eyes in pleasure. He had a massive foreskin as well, and I loved playing around it and inside it. He couldn't stop squirming. At one point, he pushed my mouth away and I ended up flicking my tongue at the tip of his dick, and I am sure that didn't help him to keep his juices in. I tried his balls, but he didn't like that. When I tried to move closer to his ass, my advances were met with

"Not the ass, mate."

Ako naman, ok lang. Not everyone is into the sleaze I am into, so care, divah? Basta gayme ang bata, gayme ring akish!

I went back to playing with his dick, which was still rock hard at this point. I tried to deep throat him as much as I can, but I ended up an inch and a half short of his full length. Super hard talaga! Plus, his dick curved downward a lot when hard, so it was a bit difficult to fully throat him - but at least, effort noh! After a while, I had to break a bit (my jaw was really hurting) so I stood up and told him to take off his jacket and shirt. He did so, and that was when I played around with his body. It was nicely toned - not too thin, but not too fat either. There was enough to play around with but not enough to grab hold off (if that makes sense).

And then I moved to his face - I really wanted to kiss because I like my men (usually) dark and rough around the edges, and to be honest, this guy was IT! As I moved my face closer, I looked deeply into my eyes and said

"No kisses, mate. I'm not really gay."

Ako naman, gusto ko syang sampalin with matching "Ano ka!? JHELLO!!! Chinuchupa ka ng isang lalaki at obvious naman sa tigas ng ari mo na nasasarapan kah nhoh!?!" Pero I just smiled. Syempre alam mo naman - very gracious ang upbringing with Lovingly yours, Helen.

So I went back down on him and after a few minutes, he came in my mouth. I dug my hands on his ass cheeks and as he came, I could feel his muscles buckling with intensity.

Yes, I am stupid for having someone come in my mouth, pero wala na tayong magagawa, folks. We move on. Pero honestly, I really couldn't understand how he could invite a guy to suck him off, enjoy the experience enough to come and still say he wasn't gay.

In denial ka, hijo. As Socrates once said, "know thy self."

Tuesday, 2 September 2008

Violet: a colourful blog entry long over due

I have to be honest. Things are very rocky on this side of the world now. I just "caught" Oli - may iba siyang gmail address na hindi ko alam. Take note, ha - hindi ako sinadyang umisyoso sa kanyang laptop. Actually, kasalan pa nga dahil nung binuksan niya ang kanyang laptop, bigla ba namang bumulong ng "tanga" (siya tinagalog ko, noh!) So siyempre tumingin ang lola niyo. Tapos nakita ko ang inbox ng kanyang email address - medyo lima lang ang kanyang email, duon.

Ako naman, nagtaka. Kasi naman alam kong marami siyang email. Bago ko siya pwedeng tanungin, bigla ba nang logout ang lola tapos biglang login ulit. Then I saw the regular millions of email that he gets.


Ako naman, trying to get my head around it. Trying to be mature about it. Trying not to be too jealous. Trying not to run away.

Anyway, the violet entry. It's actually about my first time in the sauna - ok, to be honest, I have to say medyo fifth siguro. I knew my way around the place, but I still have not been really dipped into it (if that makes sense). So in short, anal virgin pa ako nuon (VIRGHENDHAWOH!!).

I walked in, clad only in a towel. I was still hesitant about the whole gay sex thing, so medyo hinay-hinay lang.

As I turned the corner, this guy literally stumbles out of nowhere - and when I say he's stumbling, I actually mean drugged out of his mind. He was hot though - great body, strong jaw line, very cute if only he didn't have Cleaopatra hair. I was never a fan of the straight bangs on men, even one as hot as him.

CleoBoy smiled at me, draped his arms around me, and basically nearly collapsed on the floor, all the while laughing and giggling like a school boy in a cum fest. Not really sure what to do, I carried most of his weight into a cubicle. I was fearing that he was drugged by someone in the club, so I felt it was better that I kept close by, just in case that bad person was nearby.

After a minute of conversation, I realised that the bad person was himself and he had smoked some very potent marijuana with some colleagues before he came over to the sauna. The worse part, he said in a drawling voice, was that marijuana made him horny.

Off came his towel, and I saw that he was wearing a pair of violet posing trunks. I'm not sure why he was wearing that, given that he *was* toned, but far from a bodybuilder. Still, I felt he looked hot because he was.

His hand drunkenly crawled down his ab-riddled stomach and down to his slightly stiff penis, which he proceeded to decorate with the strap of his trunks. It looked like a tree trunk wrapped by a silky violet vine - absolutely mesmerising.

However, it was his other hand that really got my attention - his other hand was tweaking his gigantic nipples. It seemed very tri-level - as though the areola was filled with silicone and the nipples themselves took a life of their own in rebellion. Those nipples were absolutely beautiful. I am not sure how long I was staring at them but I'm sure my mouth was agape.

He must have thought it was an invitation, so he reached out, caressed the back of my head, and then gently lowered my head to his nipple. I was in heaven, and from what I could hear, so was he.

The whole time, my hand was underneath my own towel, making sure Pedro was up for the challenge. As his moaning became progressively louder, I looked to see what his own Pedro was doing, and my gulay, it was huge. Towering at around 8 inches, it was massive - and I was in awe! I felt like Gandalf looking up into the tower of Saromon, and wondering how he can conquer this enemy.

I don't know about him, but I felt my technique was alright. I lunged for the tip, played with the foreskin and proceeded to engulf it - down to the balls. Prior to that day, I had never had anything that big, so I was quite surprised I could take it all in. Feeling the tip of his penis down my throat, I was so proud of myself - no gag reflex!

This kept on for a few minutes, with me swimming out of his penis once in a while to marvel at his dick, only to dive in again, head first. And then I heard it.


I looked back at CleoBoy's face and saw that he had indeed fallen asleep - all while giving him a blowjob.

Of course, that is where the story ends. I know, it's bitin, but imagine how I felt, noh! :-)

Normally, I would give shoutouts to people at this point, but I promise to do so next time. Things are a bit shaky in my head and I just want some time to compose my thoughts before I focus on you, dear readers.

Thanks for your patience.