Tuesday, 13 July 2010

Another TGV post

Before the chicka:

1. Anon1: Lovely chatting with you, pero super busy talaga. Sorry!
2. Conio: Thank you for the link. Feeling loved na naman ako - GANON!
3. AnonOrig: Well, the last few months Sydney. Next week, Melbourne na naman. Then the week after that, Sydney ulit. Feeling ko talaga Wonder Woman with matching invisible jet! Sadly, hazards of my job.


Anyway, this is a strange post. In fact, this last week has been weird at best. I've been feeling mad and tired and excited - all at the same time.

I went to TGV last Sunday, all by my lonesome. The past few weeks have been so hectic that my brain just decided to shut down and by the time I got there, I had given the taxi driver a $10 tip (I told you I was tired!) and like a zombie, I went straight to the loo beside Fitness First.

When I got there, another gentleman was already standing in the urinals and I knew he was being a naughty naughty boy. He was older, around late 40s, a bald spot ruining his blonde tresses. Behind him, two cubicles were occupied and given the shadows on the ground, there was obviously some action going on.

I stood closest to the wall, and unzipped my fly. I let loose a semi-erect one, and that definitely got the guy's attention. He turned around and continued to jack off. He had the most interesting penis - horridly thick from the looks of it, and it matched his tall 6'3 frame. He had fairly loose foreskin which made me think that that thing has gone places and back.

Within seconds of us starting our sword play, the door behind him opened and out came a pair of cute almond eyes - an Asian guy, around early 20's, 5'8 and a nice 4-inch dick, hard as a rock, its foreskin barely covering the dark purple head. The door beside him opened promptly as well, and this other white guy came out - around 30 years old, 5'6", medium frame with a lovely hard dick to match. His was around 6" with a tight foreskin and trimmed pubes. He was cute - but the fake tan was a bit of a turn off.

But there we were on a Sunday late afternoon, in the toilet of a mall that was about to close for the day. There was no security about (they were doing other rounds, I guess) and everyone had gone home. The place was ours.

I walked closer to the guy beside me, the tanned 30-year old, and jacked him off furiously. He was looking intently at the older white guy and staring at the other guy's hard cock. The Asian guy was looking at all of us, but strangely enough, hid his nice penis most of the time. Admittedly, his was nothing compared to mine or the other two, but hey! It's a beat, not a Ms Universe contest. Hello! It's all about the thrill, isn't it?

Anyway, there I was, jacking the other guy off and looking at the others who were obviously having fun with the show. In a few minutes, the tanned man started cumming on my hand and onto my Armani shoes. To be honest, at the time, I didn't care - I was just in the zone. I got his cum and jacked myself off, bringing myself to cumming within a minute, all the while facing the other two.

The other Asian guy, who at this point was still covering his penis with the door, began to jack off furiously while leaning against the wall. He looked at me briefly and then closed his eyes in orgasm. The other tall white guy jacked onto the urinal, his cum making an audible splat on the tiles.

It was quite a thrill, but seriously irked by the Asian guy - napaka-selfish mo naman, sis. Share the love next time.

I washed my hands and walked out the door first, cum on shoes and all. I realised while walking home that this will make for an interesting story - but my head was tired and my mind, blank. I got on the bus, but because the scent of cum was so unmistakable, I got a few stares and snickers from fellow passengers.

I fell asleep.


Next story: In the red

Friday, 2 July 2010

Language or the Kiss

Hellos to:
JR: Thank you for the affirmation. To be honest, comments like yours keep me going. :-) Super thanks.

Anyway, back to the new entry.

Super dami the stories so let me start with one of the earlier ones.

A project of mine required me to go to a university in Sydney (anonymous daw!!!) so ako naman, game. Of course, I had to check the local scene and yes, this uni had one promising beat. Thank you, Squirt.org!

When I got to this loo, there were two doors (as required by law! Hooray!) and hearing the first door meant that we had a couple of seconds before we got caught.

Anyway, it was after my last meeting for the day (6pm! TAMA BA YAN!!!) and with a whirling head, I reluctantly went to the magic loo. To be honest, after a long hard day's work, one cannot be blamed for not being in the mood.

However, as I am rarely in this neck of the woods, I had to do my moral obli-gay-tion to try the local flavour.


When I got in, someone was already in the urinal - and he was obviously not there to pee. He was a biker guy, with matching helmet in one hand, dick in the other. He was an older white guy - around mind 50s - but the biker jacket definitely made things look more interesting than not. His dick was the most interesting part though - he was around 7 inches hard with more foreskin than normal. I loved it.

I stood two urinals away from him - siyempre Maria Clara, noh!!! - but within a minute, I knew I could not resist. I began jerking myself off and soon, I too was rock hard. The guy looked at my dick and then at me - and he tilted himself so that I could get a full view. I did the same while walking towards him. Soon, I could smell his minty breath as he jacked himself off furiously - one hand on his dick and the other on mine. He looked at me the entire time, all the while muttering "how do you like that? You have a hot dick. Can't wait to see you cum."

You get the drift.

However, two minutes later, we heard the front door open and we had enough time to set ourselves proper before the second door opened and in walked Mr Fatty.

Mr Fatty was around min-30s, but (as you can tell from the monicker) he was left in the kitchen as a child and he had never really left. Still, face value, he was very VERY cute.

Instead of going to the urinals, he went to the cubicles, which were a few meters away. From there, you get to see the urinals so it was a nice vantage point. I turned around, and confirmed: Yes, he was looking at us and he had his dick out.

At this point, Mr Biker had lost interest and left. He was interesting, yes, but something about Mr Tub was more intriguing. I got the impression that he felt not a lot of people wanted him and he was content to watch.

Well, I am not.

I walked to the cubicle, hard cock in hand. He looked at me, looked at my dick and smiled the sweetest smile. Ako naman, yes, I am here to have fun. I grabbed his dick and noted how small it was (around 2 inches, common among fatties) but it was quite thick! As in VERY thick. As a cock connoisseur, I appreciate originality and his was definitely outstanding in at least one aspect.

He grabbed my dick and looked deep into my eyes. With my other hand, I started to explore his body and ended with his nipples. They were silver dollars - huge nipples to complement his huge chest. I don't mind though - there was clearly some muscle underneath the fat, and his face really made up for the tubbiness!

He raised his shirt and said "Suck it" - and boy did I have fun with that. I am a nipple person to begin with, and he had more than a nipple and a half to spare. I loved sucking that thing!

After a few minutes, I stopped and noticed that he was in a state of ecstasy - his eyes were closed and his hand was furiously working me over. He then opened his eyes and his lips parted.

Well, I'm game.

We kissed torridly and his hand became more impassioned. In a few minutes, my hand felt cum all over it and my dick went over the edge. My cum dribbled onto his pants as his seed fell on my hand.

We kissed one more time and I went to the sink to wash my hands. He slowly closed the cubicle door, but not before looking at my direction and smiling.

Nice. The kiss was definitely more exciting than the words.