The Misadventures of the Adventurous Bottom

Updates from Down Under!

2011-10-20T18:43:00.001-07:00

Sisters, super busy ang lola niyo – so sorry for not updating this blog. I was promoted in April to regional coordinatress, kaya super lagari the overtime until ever. Today, I got sick kaya ayuuuun. I promised myself a new iPad soon so may I blog ako while on the train/plane. Usually, sleeping beauteous akish.

More updates, Merlot and I are finally no longer… well, whatever you call us, really. Semi-sex buddies? The last we bumped into each other, he dragged me into his hotel room (DRAGGED! PROMISE!!!) and after we gave each other delicious handy happy endings, he ended up just talking offensive things about gay men. While some of them are true and I am guilty of some as well, his hatred was so venomous that I decided, no thanks. We saw each other on the trains again a week ago and while he invited me to sit with him, I smiled weakly and went back to my paperwork.

A few hours later, I deleted him from my facebook.

ANYway, very very busy akish. I’m on the dating scene yet again – akuhledesma! Currently dating two beaus at the same time, and my goodness, REJOICE talaga akish. Both are younger gents (cradle isnatsher talaga!) and lovely in more ways than one.

Jon is a few years younger than I, originally hailing from Posh Spicelandia. He came here when he was 20 years old and he loved it so much that he stayed on. He looks like a bit of a rough bulldog but the facade seriously hides such a lovely personality, very witty, caring and charming. I’m smitten I should say – we are still in the getting to know stage (alam mo naman – Maria Puta!) (este Clara…)

Nic is a different story. He’s in his mid-20s and my God, he is a sex animal. He is around 5’9, built like a tank and very VERY cute. He works in Newtown and I *ahem* bumped into him in one of the places there. He has tree trunk legs and arms that won’t quit. He says he’s a top but he loves LOVES having his asshole played with, so we’ll see.

We decided to see each other outside the haunting areas, and I have to say that the real chemistry isn’t there – just a few sparks here and there but no blazing fire, to be honest. However, the sex is grandiola! He really knows how to fuck and his dick, uncut and around 6 inches in length, is thick and seriously designed for pleasure!! He likes his sex just a teeny weeny bit rough, and while I don’t have issues with it, I don’t think I’m in for the long haul. Besides, he himself admits that he doesn’t want a serious relationship and well, that is his call.

I will update this when things progress – if they do at all. There have been very interesting side stories but that’s for another time.

Time to sleep for me, but let me leave this one message for Anonymous. Do I feel guilty about cheating on my BF? Yes. Definitely. But having said that, there are things about him that I do not like and some of the (for the lack of a better word) abuse I get, I do not write on this blog. Parang out of place eh.

Does this justify the cheating? Hell, no. Two wrongs don’t make it right. But I am no saint, and I admit it proudly. No intentions of being one. I’m single now, and in the future, I think I will be more into open relationships with set rules agreed to by both parties. After all, I feel it is my life and I would like to live in my conditions.

Any regrets? No. Not really.

Jock lovin'

2011-03-29T01:30:00.000-07:00

Hello to the world! Isa pang entry for the month of March! Anovaitich! World record, for siure!

Anyway, isang mahabagdamdaminghelloto: Onai! Hello!

*yun lang*

Tuloy ang ligaya... after the success that is the red hot tradie, I decided to cum back to the wondermous toilette! Bakit? Bakit hindeh noh?!?! I loved the fact that the place was so conducive to play, and because it was so open to the world, anything can happen.

When I came in this time, I went straight to the toilets. There are eight cubicles in this place, four on each side. So basically, when you are peeing in one of them, you get to see the back/butt of the other person if you look behind you. When I came in, there was a giant gym bag in the corridor, and the guy in the cubicle looked like he was a rugby player sa lapad ng likod niya.

LOVE.

Pero dahil hindi ko alam ang pakay niya, I decided to play it safe. I went to the cubicle across his and pretended to pee. After a minute, I realised na wala akong naririnig na sound.

Paksiyet – this is it.

I turned around to see his head cocked to one side, looking to see if I was game or not. Of course, as you know ghurls, I am always game game game. I turned around a bit more and got a better look at him.

He was white, around 27 years old, around 5’10, curly dark hair, very chunky – it was clear he was a gym boy who also loved to eat. Face value was ok - reminded me of a cuter Seth Rogen, but more importantly, underneath the shirt was a big body... and my gulay, his legs were phenomenal!!! They were like tree trunks and slightly hairy – lovely legs, I have to say! LOVEIT! LOVE-EEEEET!

Anyway, to continue, the guy faced the wall and it was only the angle of his face that made me think he was there for something else. I turned to face him and he turned to face me.

Wow.

His dick was around 7 inches long and it had the thickest foreskin I have seen in a while. His head was VERY small, but the root was very thick and it really added to the illusion that his penis was massive. Eyelovedit.

I walked towards him, not caring if anyone came in and saw us. Actually, I had maybe 2 seconds to duck if someone did so alam mo naman ang lola. Fight fight. Anyway, I moved towards him, my hard-on protruding from my pants. I leaned against the door frame and we just watched each other jacking off - it was fucking unbelievable. His dick head was light pink, which was a stark contrast to his pale skin. He kept his pubes thick and luscious - so manly!!!

At that point, I could not help it. I reached out and jacked his dick for him. It was like jacking off that basketball jock you had a crush on in high school, and this was truly fantasy come true for me. His rod was really firm, and his foreskin was so thick - yummy to the touch! I checked his dick - super clean - and I thought to myself, mabango kaya? Only one way to find out.

I leaned down and took the first inch in my mouth. Putangina. It's like smelling the summer breeze - refreshing. I sucked him for a few more seconds, but somehow he pulled away. He turned to face the bowl, and within moments, he came onto the bowl. He quickly cleaned up, pulled up his shorts, excused himself as he got his bag and left.

I went into the cubicle and found a small gob of sweet, sweet cum on the toilet seat.

Well, you can just imagine what I did with that.

Red Hot Tradies

2011-03-07T18:44:00.000-08:00

Hello friends! Nabuhay ang bangkay! Sorry for not blogging much, pero January at February talaga, end of the world for me! As in! Super mega overtime akish – kasing haba ng train ni Lady Di.

Anyway, saka na chicka. Kwentutan na naman.

I went to a client's office and presentation to death. I got the contract, called my boss and celebration naman kami till ever! Siyempre in my hap-penis, I decided "Sige - time to soufflay"
Decided to go to a University (I felt like young blood that day - GANON!) and upon entering, ABA. Mayroon nang tao! Sadly, hindi siya young blood at kagandahan - pero ako naman, gaym! Alam mo naman tayo, 7-11: Open to all, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.

Siguro he was around 40 years old or so, thinning hair pero my gulay ang janda ng chatawan niya! In Australia, ang tawag sa kanila, tradies. In short, trabahador. Take note: ang mga trabahador dito, sexy. Nakauniform sila kagi tapos super fit. Hindi gym body pero alam mong kaya nilang buhatin ka habang nag-aano.

ANYway, itong trabahador na ito, super sexy at his age, tapos with red hair pa (SUPER PLUS! HELLO!). He was around 5'10, and when I saw his thing, my gulay! GALIT. He had red pubes tapos ang kanyang ari galit na galit - dark purple at around 6 inches long. Ang winner dito - super lapad! I could barely wrap my fingers around it.

At first, takot ang lola niyo dahil to be honest, hindi ko alam na bading zsa. However, after a minute of showing me his wares, I warmed up to him naman. He walked beside me sa urinals (walang takot!) and he started to play with his tool. I looked around - walang tao - and then proceeded to go down on one knee.

My gulay. LOVEIT. Heaven to suck him off at talagang siya super enthusiastic! Energizer bunny with matching Voltes Phive! Winnar! He was cut but somehow he was still very sensitive with pre-cum until the Nth of Ever! He was moaning quietly and had his hand on the back of my head while todo BJ ang lolah niyo. Within a few minutes, he pushed my mouth away and came into the urinals. He thanked me, walked away slowly, with his firm ass peeking fom the top of his shorts.

I came in the urinals a minute later. I just could not help it.

Hot hot hot Noypi!

2010-10-24T07:02:00.000-07:00

Before anything else, can I just say...

Romeo: Good luck with your trade, pare. Courajuz!

Anon: Chicka, sis! Email me so kuwentutan tayo! badinggerzie@gmail.com

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So ganito yun. I went to the loo, and yes, hayok. Hayok ako as in, tag-tuyot! Away si Oli so kati till Guy and Pip do us part.

So to the loo, I agogo. I know this beat attracts the younguns, so ako naman, why. not.

I entered the loo and looked around. The only one there was a hunky hunky man, around 5'8" pero my golly gulay, he was a bodybuilder for sure. Dark skin, crew cut, nice thick lips. He was checking out his teeth in the mirror, but I could see that his eyes were looking at me, checking me out.

For a second, I thought, "Pinoy?" but to be honest, who cares. For me, hot is hot.

I went in to one of the glory-hole loos, with matching hope that he will take the one beside mine.

And he did. Yes yes yo.

He wasted no time, taking of his pants, whipping out his cock and playing with it in front of the hole. His cock was not very big though, around 5 inches, cut and dark - as dark as his unkept pubes.

I didn't waste time myself. I took out my cock, and let him see my wares. Within seconds, he unlocked his door, and I took the cue. I buttoned my jeans loosely and stepped out into the open, one hand holding up my pants precariously.

I entered his cubicle, and he welcomed me with a bright smile - lovely! He reminded me of Ray, a childhood friend who I lusted after until he left for Cebu. *le sigh*

Anyway, there he was, his cock hanging out so firm and juicy. Again, nothing massive, but my goodness, the entire package was delectable! I looked at him, kissed him passionately, letting my tongue explore every oral crevice. He fought back - fighter! - and I knew I was in for a treat!

I took off his shirt - putanginis! Ganda the body and his nipples were big in width but small in height (I hope that makes sense!). His chest was massive - YUM! - and his waist trim. He had a six-pack to spare and when he pulled out his pants, his thighs were ginormous! As in! He was purrrrfect in so many ways.

We both started by jacking each other off, kissing passionately at the same time. His hand was exploring everything of mine down there, and I definitely didn't want him to stop.

Because we were both in the cubicle, we had to be careful - when someone came in, I had him sit in the toilet cistern, so that no one can see that there were two sets of feet in one cubicle.

While he was there, I had the chance to play around with his cock, then balls, then ass. He had kept himself washed down there, so when my tongue started playing, I could smell and taste Irish Spring.

Lovely! Ness!

He spread his legs some more, allowing me access to his hole. Of course, for me, an invitation like that, I could not resist.

I grabbed his ass cheeks, and noticed how rock hard they were! So easy to grasp! Yumness! While I was sucking his cock, my hands just kept on exploring, seeing what this guy had to offer.

And then I saw his undies: Bench. I asked, "Where are you from?" to which he naturally replied "The Philippines".

Well, duh! At this point, I asked myself, "Should I reveal? Or should I just play?"

Play. At this point, I figured he was a tourist who stumbled upon (a) squirt.org or (b) some guy's blog - maybe even mine.

Anyway, I decided to shut my mouth by sucking on his cock. Although his cock was smaller than what I am used to, it was still quite nice - delectable for sure - so I continued to chug on that thing, like a choo-choo train on speed.

At the same time that I was sucking on that thing, my fingers decided to play around a bit. My fore finger found his butt hole, and began to massage the opening to his hole. He rolled back his eyes, and spread his legs to see me through.

I stopped suck on his cock for a moment, so that I could spit on my finger and lube it in preparation for the grand entrance. My mouth went back on his cock, and my finger went for the gold. It wasn't a very deep entrance. I could only stick in an inch of finger before his massively muscled ass decided to stop my finger going any further.

Still an inch was enough. I started to finger his ass, while chugging on his cock. He was moaning audibly at this point (good thing the intruder had left) and his cock had lost a little bit of its hardness - but that is never enough reason to stop me, to be honest. I kept on doing my deed and Mr Body Builder was delirious!!!

However, my head was starting to spin a bit, and I really had little time on my hands. I asked him if he was ready to blow, and sadly, he said it could take him awhile, as he could go all night. Putang ina, this guy is *hot!* Eyeloveim!

I told him I had to go soon, and he said he will give cumming a shot. Fighter! Continued to suck on his dick and finger his ass but at one point, he said "Sorry! I don't think I can cum while being finger fucked. I haven't done it yet."

Shet. Virgin ass. And I could definitely feel that as well!

I stopped finger fucking him, but continued sucking on his dick. Within a minute, he was cumming and I was slurping away. I know it is not safe (STIs and all!) but I just could not resist. And I have to say TASTY TASTY TASTY! I love foreskin and all, but sometimes, nothing beats the clean taste of Pinoy cock.

After he came, I turned around to come on toilet bowl, with Mr Hunk massaging my thigh (how very kind!). We both left the toilet with a satisfied smile on our face.

And, Mr Hunk, if you are reading this blog (aba malay mo!!!), contact me via email (badinggerzie@gmail.com). I have an ass that you might want to plow.

Watta Papa!

2010-10-08T07:04:00.000-07:00

Before anything else, helloes to...

Orally: Alam mo naman my skillsh! At least honest, divah.... GANON!

ImSo: I miss writing too, hon!

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This story happened around a week ago.

I was sitting in the loo, and admittedly, I was horny as ever. EVER. However, the loo action was less than promising so at one point, I decided - whatevvv. I sat up, buttoned up and about to open the door for my final walk (with matching "You Are My Staaaaar" theme from Ms Univ), when a guy in a brown shirt walked in.

Ako naman, well, hello. He was around 5'10", white, around early forties with a lovely set of glasses. He was not ugly, but far from handsome - quite average one can say. Ako naman, as long as you are not visually offensive, gaym na gaym na! And the term "visually offensive" is very loosely defined in my book, I guarantee you.

He did his wee and being the curious little bugger that I am, I decided to see what his package was like through the glory hole.

Pu... tang... ina... Seriously, it was around 9 inches long - bigger than Merlot's. Seriously uncut and massively thick.

Like KFC: **Finger licking good!!!**

Of course, with that, I sat down again and got myself hard as he finished his thing. As he was finishing, he made a very long thing shaking his foreskin back and forth - and of course, after a few seconds, he was hard, as was I!!!

Winoprah!

He looked down at the glory hole, smiled and continued the play. He made a thing about holding his dick at the base and slapping his semi-hard cock on his other hand. Such a turn on! At that point, I had already sat on the throne, pants down, and I was already holding my stiffening dick in one hand.

This was a super awesome catch, so I decided to speed things up a bit before someone disturbs us. I knelt down and he followed a few seconds after. With one hand under the stall, I jacked off Mr Big (just to confirm) and yes, it was ginormous. There are no words to describe how wonderful this dick was! Even though he was obviously sitting a few inches away from the wall, there was still enough dick to poke under the wall to suck.

And suck I did. The two inches that was poking under the wall was deep purple, a strong contrast to the light pink of the foreskin. And it was gorgeous. I found my tongue going around the curves and the nooks that the skin made and it was pure delight. It was like sucking on strawberries.

His balls were only slightly hairy (methinks it was shaved) but pretty big, the perfect companion to the massive tool. I could only hold them and I swear parang tennis balls.

Perfect-o!

I jacked him hardcore, with matching slight tongue action sa tip, para naman may extra sensation. Within a minute, he began to cum - not too much, pero parang gata. Medyo rubbery na yung kanyang ano - sign of not cumming in days, I think!

Anyway, this entire episode with him didn't last longer than 7 minutes, and though I had funfunfun, I really didn't want to push it too much (maglalaba pa ako, noh!).

I cleaned up and judging from the sound next door, so was he. He stepped out first, washed his hands and out of my life (DRAMIZ!!!).

I stepped out as well, cleaned up and out the door. I walked to the bus stop close by and I saw him across the road... with matching 5-year old boy. As in. Super shocked ako. At least that explains why he hasn't cum in days.

I turned away before he saw my gobsmacked face - but I looked at that kid and thought, "Dude, swerte ka paglaki mo."

Returning to form?

2010-10-06T18:25:00.000-07:00

Dear friends,

Marami akong utang, I knowses. To be honest, the sex life has switched into super high gear and I don't know where to begin.

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Pero before dat, kabayong bundat...

Hello to

Orally: I love you too, ghurl. (OHDIVA!)

Fickle: I love your writing, ha! Loveit!

Onai: Chenkiu! Pero wiss na my earring! Sadako...

Anon: I am currently in the Eastern Suburbs... pero thinking baka Annandale... or Leichhardt. Haven't had Italian in so long, eh! (GANON! Putatalagahhhh!)

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The most controversial (controversial daw oh!?!) is Merlot. Yes, ladies and ladies, Merlot is back in my life. For those not in the know, Merlot is the reason for this blog (sort of!) and for that back story, basahin dinhi.

But he called me, out of the blue - and he was in his new flat in Sydney and he was... lonely. Ako naman, after the disaster that was last time (remind me, friends - have I blogged about that? There was a cat in that story.)

Anyway, I decided - sige. Will visit Mr Frenchy and see how he was doing. When I knocked on his door, he was topless - still a nice bod, pero nearing 30 was not becoming him, I think. I thought he was hotter than this, personally... but anyway. Hindi naman ako judge ng Ms Universe so whateverdiva? Plus, I myself have gained a few pounds (the hazards of turning 25) (GANON! Ilusyonadah!!!!)

"Hello, Merloooough"

"Hello, Marc. Come on in."

"Chenkius."

Enter naman ako. Punyeta. His cat was still there. I gave a subtle Halle Berry "HISSSSSSS!" and it went around the corner. It turned its head towards me, narrowed its eyes and ran off into the sunset.

"You scared my pussy."

"Well, I have that effect on pussies."

Taray ng vhakla!

Anyway, after the usual how-art-thous, he asked how I was doing. Ako naman, I'm ok. Still with Oli (long story friends but yes, kami pa rin. Immortal Guy-and-Pip talaga~! Walang kupas!). He said too bad. He was getting more into Asians (ha???) and was wondering if we could give it a shot.

Ako naman - heller. We have differing alcoholic tastes and we have absolutely NOTHING in common, other than the need for sex, which I would like to think is common among most men of any persuasion. He was talking about his other Asian men and how none of them panned out, and he missed the company of men. I suggested - HELLO. Mag-sauna ka kaya?!

"No, I prefer the company of men I know."

Well, I guess that's me. He asked if I was alright to visit him once in a while (fuck buddy??? isn't that what we have been all along anyway???) and I said, yeah, I can live with that.

Anyway, after that, I went to his room and without words, we took off our clothes and cuddled in the nude. His 8-incher was rock hard and hitting the back of my ass. His hands slowly explored my body and I was in no way going to complain about that. He was more tender this time around, and had an almost romantic edge to his approach. How very French!!!

We continued to spoon but at one point, I could not help it anymore. I reached around and jacked him off. He reached down on me and jacked me off as well. He said, "Oh, Brian (his previous plaything) was not as big as this."

"Why, thank you, Merlot. That is mighty sweet."

And with that, he jumped out of spooning and hoisted me so that my ass was on the edge of the bed. He placed himself in between my legs and rubbed his cock close to mine.

Wow, I thought to myself, is Merlot ready for bareback topping???

He rubbed his cock close to my hole and his foreskin was rubbing against my skin. It was such a turn on. I looked up and saw he was delusional! His eyes were riveted on my cock and I swear he was quite intent on doing the deed.

But in a few seconds, he said the dreadful words "I'm. Coming." and his dick shot a load worthy of the Commonwealth Games.

I was left with a hard on and a burning question - are we going to fuck bareback next time?

There is a next time, and I will post about that when that happens next.

Fag-od!

2010-08-13T23:22:00.000-07:00

Ever since "the Great Drama" (too tiring to talk about in this blog, sadly), I've been tired galore. The nice thing about work is that I can focus on (a) getting money galore and (b) getting my own place. Right now, I'm still in Oli's place, pero time for a move out, I think.

Kami pa rin ni Oli pero hindi. So, I don't know what the final tally is on that front.

I've decided to start seeing other people (cue: Dingdong: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lolvTHWJo9o) pero nothing serious.

I am kinda curious about John K, Greek guy siya. Older man, around early 40's. Hindi ko pa alam the sex but if he is anything like Theo (have I spoken about him? Email me if I have not), then yes please!

When I opened this blog, I wanted to talk about Mr Speedo-50 (a 50-year old man I had a play with in the gym), but maybe next time. Super tired me because of the driving around. Sobrang mahal talaga ang rent dito sa Sydney. Kahilo!

Sorry for this non-event entry. Promise next time is more exciting.

Another! red! post!

2010-08-04T05:35:00.001-07:00

Heeeeeello ladies and ladies~! How are you all? Before the chismax, a few pabati:

1. Orally: Yes, m’dear. Ako si Pootah… Pootah Kikinang! (for those under 30, that was a Ness reference)

2. Pyr: I wish I could be that organised with sex! Next time, when my head space is clearer!

3. Anon: Nakuhledesma! I have a North Sydney story pero next time.

4. Imso: Lol indeed!

Anyway, this is not going to take too long.

Because it has been tough, I decided to take a personal retreat. As in, to get away from it all. Away from Feld (haynakuh. Walang kuwenta.). Away from Oli (kami pa rin, I think). Away from the world.

But not from beats.

Again, it was a public toilet just outside of Sydney. I had stopped a bit from driving (tiring, noh!) and needed to take a leak. I entered the loo, and there were only four cubicles, each with a fairly high divider – not enough to squeeze through but enough to suck if one was agile enough.

Anyway, I went to the urinals to do the deed, but behind me, I could tell there was something strange going on. I turned my head quickly and yes, there was a pair of eyes peering just above the door. Our eyes briefly locked before he quickly ducked out again.

Gaym on!

I finished the deed and quickly went into the last cubicle.

When I got there, I wasted no time getting my pants down and squatting – letting the others know I am definitely randy and ready!

I peered under the stall to see what the others were like. The guy beside me had the athletic look going on, but definitely older than I first realised. He was around late 40s, and sometimes, the look just doesn’t suit the package. He wasn’t really that hot – and that time, I just had higher expectations.

The other guy though was quite cute – late 20s and had dark red hair. Loved his look. As this guy was farther away from me, we had to resort to under the stall communication and I think it was quite clear he was more impatient than I was. It took me half a minute to realise Red was not getting turned on by Sporty Old Spice, and Red quickly hiked up his pants, opened the door and rushed to the empty cubbie beside mine.

We then proceeded to do a little mutual JO – at this point, Old Spice got the hint and left soon after. Because we were alone, I decided to push it a bit. I let go of his hard dick – slender but long and uncut – and tried shoving my head to suck him off. I only managed to suck the tip – clean and so fresh! He had lighter pubes than his head, and it was like sucking strawberries. I looooved it!

Somehow he didn’t feel like getting sucked though and he moved away. Fair enough, I thought. I could live with just mutual JO.

I shoved my dick under the stall again, and waited for the warm hand. But this time, I felt his lips and hellough! BJ!

Now this guy was a fucking expert! LOVEDIT! He sucked me off furiously, like there was no tomorrow, and I loved every second of it. The feeling of getting sucked, plus the excitement of country town tongue drew me to the edge and there I blew! He pulled out just in time, and I dribbled onto the floor. I pulled out after a few seconds, and looked at the guy who came next to my cum as well, his big pink balls pulled close to his pink shaft.

At that point, he said thanks and got up to put on his pants. This guy was cute – and hot! I figured he was a tradie from what he was wearing, but I really could not tell what.

Anyway, I love this country towns. Love love love. And redheads will always burn me up in all the right places.

Another TGV post

2010-07-13T19:39:00.000-07:00

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.

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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.

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Next story: In the red

Language or the Kiss

2010-07-02T07:49:00.000-07:00

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.

Well!

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.

Foursome

2010-06-29T22:30:00.001-07:00

Before anything else, hellohello:

1. Herbs: Indeed! Mavuhae!

2. Conio: Chenk you! As in, trulily!

3. Anon: I try! :-)

Anyway, a LOT has happened in a last few weeks. Semi-soloist pa rin akish, pero Feld and I are on and off. Nothing on paper yet, but still playing around a bit. Oli is still there, but buzzing in the background - constantly getting louder admittedly. Still, safe naman ako so yay.

My day started with a mad rush (again!) to TGV. I had to meet a client in front of EB Games so ako naman, sige, I'll get there so I can play tourist gay - este, guide.

Anyway, I got there earlier than expected (thank you, Sydney Buses!) so I decided pahinga muna, hija, and powder the nose.

I went to the loo beside Fitness First (I knew miracles happened there often) and made a bee line for the urinals. There were four urinals, but I was the only taker. There were four toilets behind me and three of them were occupied.

To be jonest, usually, sa urinals ang himala. The cubicles aren't **that** beat-friendly, and I certainly did not have my hopes up when I saw I was a soloist.

However, as I was playing around with my Pedro who was at this point getting angrier at me, I looked behind me only to see a short Asian guy peeping from the cubicle door. I turned to see the other cubicles and there were eyes peeping through the cracks as well.

Aba... Wellwellwell.

I turned around, my dick hard as a rock. I continued playing with myself and within seconds, three cubicle doors opened. The two closest to me had an Asian guy in each. One was short and stocky, but quite handsome admittedly. He had a very strong jawline and lovely dark skin. The other had a nerdy look to him, glasses and all, but still cute as a gay button. Both were in their 20s and had boyish charms but catering to different types.

Alam mo naman ako - walang type. Basta legal age at game game game.

The one farthest to me had a white guy in it, obviously gym built but definitely older than the other two. He was around 50 years old, but HEZUZ! His dick was thick as a can of soda and long to boot - around 7 inches at least. I got the impression he was in for the show, but no touching.

Fine by me.

I went up to the shorter asian guy and went down on his throbbing uncut dick. He was jerking my head wildly, his hips thrusting as I sucked on his three incher, while the other Asian guy was fondling my dick and jerking it wildly. The stocky guy was fantastic - rough but because he wasn't big in any way, shape or form, he was barely doing any major mouth damage. He was very passionate though which probably came from the fact I was sucking him off in public and it was great!

In a minute, he came in my mouth, cum dribbling down the side of my mouth. The nerdy Asian guy who was jacking me off could not help himself and shot a very small load onto the floor, his foreskin flapping from his three incher as well. From the corner of my eye, I could still see him dark red dick angrily pulsing as small chunks of his seed fell from it.

I stood up and looked at the older guy staring at us. His eyes were transfixed at the scene, his hand furiously pumping away. I could see his goose eggs jumping up and down in excitement as his hand went to work on his massive cock.

That was when we heard the door open - which only gave us 2 seconds to hide. Within a flash, the two Asians were back in their cubicle and the white guy slammed his door as he started cumming.

I went to sink just as the new guy came in - and I honestly think he was there for legit reasons. I quickly washed my face to hide the cum and quickly ducked out before Mr New Guy noticed the cum on the floor and the distinct smell of man juice.

I got to my appointment on time and I started my whole routine. After a few minutes I saw Mr Nerdy Asian walk by, his eyes glued on me. He went into EB Games and dropped his calling card on the display case, his eyes reflecting the smile on his face.

He walked away slowly. So did I. His card was still left untouched.

Pusang Ina!...

2010-06-11T01:12:00.000-07:00

So what is this blog? Dead ba or not?

Well, it's like this...

I'm juggling between two jobs (long story pero in demand ang lola niyo) and Oli (yes, he's sort of still around) and another, Feld.

Anong pangalan ang Feld? Ewan ko. Honest, I thought it was a joke - but that's a different thing altogether. When I know what the hell is going on, then maybe I can blog about it.

But that's for a time when I actually blog properly as opposed to writing furiously in between things to do.

ANYway, as always, pabati sa mga nagbabati:

YJ: In this post, may himala!

Conio: As in, you know naman me. Always foreverreadybatteries!

Mac: Itong post na itong, walang takot!!!

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Anyway, it's like deeeezzz. As consultant (Feeling Fanny Serrano talaga!), I have to go visit clients and there are times I have no other time to myself - not even to pee. Files in hand, I run to the urinal, pee while reading (I know. Gross.), run to the sink, out the door. LIfe is tough that way but hey! What can I do?

Today was one lagari day. As in, I had seven meetings, one after the other, and all were within 5 minute sprinting distance. Ganda talaga. Running on caffeine and adrenaline, I would go from one to the next, sometimes with the minutes of the previous meeting still in one hand.

At one point, a client called to say she was 6 minutes behind schedule, so ako naman: Thank goodness!!!! I quickly drank a V, while running to find the nearest loo.

Upon entering this one, I noticed (a) other than this guy near the mirror, I was alone, and (b) this guy kinda cute! He was around 6'1, Caucasian with a thin build. He had dark brown hair with a natural tinge of red and he was definitely a sun worshipper - you can tell with the tan and the freckles on his neck. He was casually dressed, with a hoodie (medyo cold, noh!), and a manbag on his side, with the girly retro print CARL. He looked like a farmer's boy in city clothes - and I reckon he was only 25 years old. Cute overall - nothing to write home about but he is not bad on the eyes.

Now, I dropped by files near the sink where he stood, and I quickly turned around to do my business. After I finished, I went back to the sink where he was playing around with his beard. He looked at me while I was washing and smiled.

"Busy day, aye?"

"Yeah, one of those days."

He went to the urinal, next to where I had done by business and he pulled out his cock. Because of the angle of the place, I could see the urinals where I stood in the sink and shit, his cock was rock hard - as in springing rock hard!

Sheeeyet.

He angled himself a bit so that his cock shows a bit more and he could look at me from the corner of his eye. Ako naman: (a) Cute, (b) matigas. Tangina - why not, chochnat?

I went the hand-drier that was conveniently beside the urinal and pretended to dry my hands, all the while look at Mr. Carl and his Carl's Jr. He was definitely hard and he was definitely not peeing. I looked up at him, and he was looking at me with a smile.

Watch check: I had two minutes. Gaym! Fight!

I walked beside him all the while looking at him. He angled himself a bit more so that I had full access to his rock hard dick, and there it was. It was small for his height - around 5 inches and thin, I have to say. Maybe it seemed short because it was still through his jeans, but ako naman, care! Walang pinipili ang lola niyo.

As I reached out the pull on his cock, he whispered,

"Did you want me to cum?"

"Well, can you do it soon? Gotta meeting in a few."

"I'm ready if you are."

So there I was, pumping his cock away, feeling the cut skin of his shaft and knowing that he must have throbbing for it. While I was pumping away, he was looking at me intensely, his body thrusting against the movements of body. In less than a minute, he started slowly moaning and cum sprayed onto the urinals. I looked at his face and he had his slightly bearded chin raised, his eyes closed, his smile glowing. He had cum all over the urinals and some had landed on my hand.

I lifted my hand to my mouth, licked the cum while looking at him. He looked back and smiled.

"Thanks," I mumbled.

I washed my hands and ran to the meeting. And yes, that bitch was still late.

**I don't know how often I can update this, but I promise I will try. Maybe once i get an iFag, este iPad. Hmmmmm.**

Anak ng Petchay!

2010-05-08T20:32:00.001-07:00

Dear friends,

Sorry at super duper late itong entry na ito! Medyo trauma till EVER the last few months. As in, EVER.

But before anything else... Hello muna sa mga friends!

1. Yj: Sorry at bitin the kuwento! Ito na ang continuation, promiz!

2. Anon: I will try! Actually been very very busy here (As in!) pero talagang no time for chicka to the chenez!

3. HenryR: Thank you for the compliment. I do hope to make updates more consistent!... somehow.

4. Mac: Fight lang talaga, ghurl! Fight!

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Anyway, I don't have enough time so I'll try to make this brief.

Updates: Love life is less than ideal. Oli moved away for business reasons so we no longer live together, PERO when he is in town, we still go out like a couple and believe it or not, his family still recognises me as his partner, so chicka! Win talaga ang family niya. Promise.

ANYway, work has been alright pero lagari to death! As in, I get sent off to out of town trips but because budget is tight, hindi overnight. Balikan and by the time I get home, I'm like Nora Aunor - dead to the world.

(Ang sama ko. Sorry, Noranians)

One day, in one of the towns I happened to visit (near the Blue Mountains), I had to use the loo, and as always, I like the public toilets. Just because, di ba?! Anyway, I was there, and it was a decent loo naman. Clean, especially for a public toilet, and I jumped into the farthest cubicle (force of habit) and did number one.

Now, in the middle of the deed, I noticed coughing next door. I looked down and voila! May glory hole. Not big enough to do anything physical (sayang!) pero definitely enough for an eyeful. After finishing my deed, I peered through it closely, and there he was - a beefy 40ish man, with enough body hair to carpet Malacanang and enough girth to be called stocky but not obese. He was bald but still cute - there was enough youth in his eyes so that he can be mistaken for a 30-year old, but a bit of his wrinkles and the touch of grays in his hair betrayed his age.

More importantly, he was cute enough and there was a hunger in his eyes that made me think: Why not?

As if, pihikan ko! Hahahaha!

Anyway, I cleaned the seat and sat down to warm myself up, and once in a while, I would stand up so that my package would be the same level as the hole. I was hoping it would encourage him to do the same - and yesyesyes, he bit the bait.

His dick was smallish (around 4 inches - common among big men) but my goodness, ang taba!!!! It was VERY thick - I would say as thick as my wrist, with his foreskin tightly clenching his head. Ako, I love dicks of all shapes and sizes, but I definitely love the interesting looking ones. This one was definitely a keeper!!! The only sad thing was the wedding ring on his finger.

Anyway, we did the whole show and tell routine repeatedly (with a number of interruptions along the way, sadly) until I couldn't manage it any longer and I bust my nut, with my cum dribbling all on the floor. I could hear him moaning and groaning next door but I could tell it was from the sight of my cum as opposed to him cumming himself.

Strangely enough, even before I could fix myself, I could hear him rustling with his pants and fixing himself. He somehow managed to get out of his cubicle first and leave before I could - as I stepped out, I was met with an empty room, save for a piece of paper on the floor which I slipped into my pocket. I washed my hands and stepped out into the sunshine.

And then I saw him - in the parking lot - looking at me with that hunger still in his eyes, despite the fact his feet were saying otherwise. He walked away, with his black Holden Sales shirt a bit sweaty from the action. I guess that answers what he did for a living: he was a closeted country boy/car salesman, with a family but a nasty habit on the side. His cuteness was definitely a plus, but me as a kabit? I don't think so....

... but he did leave his calling card, with "Next Friday?" written on the back.

Well.

We'll see.

Siyet

2010-05-07T09:10:00.000-07:00

How long since my last entry? Nakuhledesmah! Sorry ghurls. Very busy promise.

Oli and I are on and off after the fiasco last year. Kami pa rin, pero hindi. Oli is now based in Melbourne, pero once in a while, he comes over and stays with me.

I wish I have the time to make kuwento all the happenings pero promise lagari to death ako at work.

The latest one is Mr 80T dahil super funny / weird ang story nya pero guwapo kaya chicka lang.

Until next time - promise!!!

Returning from the dead

2009-11-06T23:00:00.000-08:00

This entry I wrote a week after the previous entry, but sorry! Super busy talaga akish! Plus I had an accident that kinda killed my hand hand konti. Apparently, fighting a falling bookshelf in a Linda-Carter-as-Wonder-Woman pose so does not work. Kaya ayun. GANDAH!

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Ever since that incident, admittedly medyo tumataba ang lolah niyo. As in, medyo lang Dabyana to the max, and we all know that there is a negative correlation between self-confidence and weight. The more tumatava, the more chumachaka the confidenz. Minsan, Close-Up is just not enough.

So medyo super surprising ang kahapon. It was 9:45, medyo too early for anything to be honest. I was going to the doctor’s office (alam niyo na! Our fortnightly checkup dahil sa ano) but I decided to go to the loo. Honest itong visit na ito a! I really just wanted to pee, promise!

Anyway, I headed to the nearest urinal, and did my thing. Three urinals to my right, there was another guy, around 6’5”, may konting tummy, but nothing as big as mine. And in fairness, carry niya plus cutey pie despite the fact he was touching on 50 (more or less).

When I began my business, I really couldn’t care about anyone else. However, I did notice that Mr Tall was *not* doing his business. In fact, his hand made it very clear he was there for other business.

Now, personally, I really felt that anything before noon is too early, so really, 10 am is just not done! Howeeeeever, I was curious so I decided to stick around a bit.

A cursive look and yes, Mr Tall definitely didn’t mind. In fact, he had other things on his mind and some of his body parts were definitely taking the lead.

I looked around, and yes, there was no one around and we had the room all to ourselves. I looked back at Mr T. He was actually quite hot – like a good number of men his age, he shaved his head which not only hid his bald spot but also made him look very hot! Dangerous, ika nga ni Roxette!

However, before we were able to do anything, someone came in and stood between us. Now of course, dead ma ako at this point, but I was definitely sinterested! I turned away from the intruder and noticed out the corner of my eye that Mr T did the same.

As the intruder came and left (without washing his handz! Hello!), I looked around, and once I knew the coast was clear, GAME ON! I moved closer to his urinal, and with his eye firmly stuck on the toilet door, he reached out and jacked me off.

Now, some guys just can’t jack cut guys off. This may be TMI but I am cut like a good 99% of Pinoys out there. Aussies however are generally uncut – I’d say around 70% of them at least. This guy was uncut too – but my goodness, he knew how to move. His hand seemed absolutely soft, like it was bred in Shea Butter lotion, which is an absolute contrast to his big biceps.

As I knew he had his eyes on the door, I decided to focus my eyes on him instead. Despite his tummy, I knew he has a gym goer. His chest was puffed out naturally (bench presser ito, for sure) and it was only his tummy that made him look chub. His face was fairly angular and definitely not bad to look at. What was striking about him was his light blue eyes – eyeloveit talaga! Super ++!

To continue the is-tory, I looked at his dick – not bad, a! It was around 5 inches – normal sized, but seemingly small for someone so tall! Pero alam niyo naman ang ateng niyo – walang pinipili! So I reached out and jacked him too. His dick was thinner than mine, but the foreskin was quite lovely. It clung really tight to his dick, which made the head really plum in colour – such a stark contrast to pale skin.

I continued to jack him off, and I knew he was close - so I jacked him off even more, our arms criss-crossing furiously in the empty toilet.

That was when the door opened. It was a good thing that we had enough time to return to our "straight" stance but to be honest, we should not have even bothered. The guy took the urinal closest to mine, and whipped out his own cock.

Now, this newcummer was alright - Asian guy with shaved head. He was around 40, I'd say, and definitely on the slim side of things. His dick, also uncut (I'm so in the minority report here!), was around 4 inches and even thinner than Mr T's - and it was raging hard.

Suddenly, Mr T zipped up, washed his hands (good boy!) and walked out without looking back. Ako naman - ay! Bitin!!! Pero what can I do? Umalis na ang grasya! I looked at Mr Asian and in my mind, it clicked.

Mr Asian was hunting down Mr T and Mr T got tired of it all. With that, I too lost my interest. I showed Mr A what he was missing, put it back in, and walked out.

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Super sorry for the delay in this. In another unrelated note though, Merlot sent me a PM over facebook, and he ended it with "Do you have Skype? I'm hard right now." Ako naman, medyo busy that night and I had two guests from Korea with me so... ummmm. No. Sorry. However, we might meet up tonight! Ano kaya ang gagawin ko, mga bakla!?!? Semi-unsingle ako ngayon so do I or do I???

Misadventures talaga

2009-09-25T01:34:00.000-07:00

Anon: Yes, I am back but with less frequency than before. Bahala na actually ang rule ko ngayon pero definitely more careful.

YJ: Naku, talaga sis! As in!

Turis: Of course, madirr! Fight like Fita! (PS, Girl, di ko access ang page mo. Private va?)

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Anyway, tuloy ang laban. I just have one short story to say at this point, and my gulay, it highlights how balatish I am in the fwetski.

It started out casually enough. I was sitting. He came in. He was short (pero alam naman nating lahat na wala akong standards... GANON!) pero cute (ok, may standards ako kahit papaano). He was around 5'6 and a premature balder. Kawawa siya kasi in fairness, cute siya! He had almond eyes (Chinese for sure) and a fairly angular face. To love ang kanyang lips though! Super full! I can say it was a collagen injection away from Angelina-tic fullness.

Anyway, the curious dance begins. He jacks slowly, and so do I. Through the hole, we check each other out, and with a subtle nod, we play the game of show me yours. It was fairly nice - it was a nice cock, definitely longer than I estimated but nothing to gag on. It was around 6.5 inches, but fairly thin. His dick was uncut with trimmed pubes. What was nice about his tool was the colour! The shaft was plum in shade with the head being darker than the rest of his dick. The tip was throbbing like anything, and his foreskin was slightly pinkish. It was a stark contrast but for me, it made his dick more appealing. His balls, though clinging close to his body, were also quite big and had a pinkish hue near the base that gradually tapered off to black as it drew closer to the crack.

It was clear he was very interested as well. Mine was obviously thicker than his and that would have grabbed his attention easily. Others might not have thought it was hot shit, but who cares about them, right? ;-)

Anyway, things were heating up and the next level of play began - under the stall fondling. As he was showing off his dick, I knelt to the ground, hoping he'll get the hint. And so he did. Within seconds, his tiny hand shot through and was playing with my balls and my dick and my legs and my asshole - seemingly all at the same time! I was enjoying all the attention, I have to admit, and wow, I was loving the feeling.

However, it would always end with the dick, and at that point, he began to jack me off. Now the thing with uncut guys is that they NEVER know how to play with cut men, and he was no exception. After a few seconds of tugging, he had this brilliant idea of spitting on his hand and lubing me up that way.

Normally, that's ok!.. except if you have bad breath. And MY GOD this guy stank! From the second he spat, I sensed the trouble and soon enough, my fears were realised. In a millisecond, his spit-lubed hand was all over my region and I could not take it. I quickly sat down, pretended to come into a wad of tissue, and proceeded to dress myself for my hasty exit.

As I opened the door, I quickly ran to the basin nearest the door, in hopes he doesn't follow me. He doesn't (thank goodness for small favours) but he did open his door to jack off for me to see.

Too late, champ, I thought to myself. Your spit has ruined you and at the end of the day, your spit will be the only company you'll keep. :-S

Fitness First yet again...

2009-09-02T18:38:00.001-07:00

Strange things happen talaga in Fitness First. That gym is the living proof that Ate Guy is so wrong – may himala talaga truly du! Anyway, this incident happened quite recently. The gym I went to had two levels - one level for the cardios and the machines, and the second level is for the free weights. The latter level just so happens to house the men’s room as well.

Now when I go to the gym, I rarely hunt for hada purposely. If it happens, it happens, but I rarely put on my prowling suit with the clear intent on fun of the indecent kind. However, for this day, the indecency hunted for me. I was minding my own business (really~!) when this guy suddenly gave me “the look”. Now, the look is something we are all more than familiar with. It’s that intent gaze that says, “You. Yes, you. Me. Now.” And in all fairness, this guy was oh so fine. He was Chinito – the hot kind you find in Singapore. He was in his late 20’s, around 5’10” and was wearing a tight white muscle shirt. He had all right to wear it, as he had little body fat, and his biceps, although not competitively sized, were ample enough to be considered admirable. It was clear that he worked out and the results were starting to show.

At first, I thought he was alright – but in all honesty, he wasn’t reeeeally my type. I’m not sure what my type is anymore but he barely registered a ping as far as my loins were concerned. However, there is something about him that made me go “Maybe. Just once, maybe.”

Anyway, I didn’t think much about it until I needed to use the urinals. Because the toilet was right beside the free weights area, I popped in quickly and did my deed. Lo and behold, a few seconds later, he was there beside me and yes he too was doing his thing. Coincidence, I first thought, but after a while I noticed he was playing with himself, and in the words of Kylie Minogue, “WoWoWoWooow!”

He had a cut member that was fairly long – I estimated initially around 6-7 inches – with a dark purple tip. Now I love my dark colours (curry happens to be my faaaaavourite!) and his dick was indeed a sight to behold. It was not fully erect at that point, but it was already formidable. He made pagpag his patutie, all the while giving me “the look” – he had already given me the look once and this time, there was no mistaking the hunger of the libog in his eyes.

Ako naman, playing hard to get. I finished my business (the legitimate one!) and proceeded to pop out to do weights. After half an hour, I decided to loo it again, and yet again, a few seconds later, he was there, his hand discretely playing with his member, which was slowly throbbing at this point. Now of course, I could have played coy, but then, hello! We’re not getting any younger di ba? I slowly played with my own member while looking at his.

As we were starting the sword play, we heard footsteps coming closer and lo and behold, the janitor pops in for the cleaning. Now, I don’t think it was coincidence. I reckon the janitor was on to us, and decided to jump in to stop the action. I was not getting a gay vibe from the guy, so one would have to assume he is an interloper and not an audience member.

Anyway, he finished up and a few seconds later, so did I. I continued my workout but my mind went back to his wonderful member! The thought of playing with it was intoxicating, and I was definitely stupid enough to do something about it.

As my workout drew to a close, I saw him staring at me as he went back to the men’s room. I was thinking maybe he wanted another cock fight, but as I followed him in, it was clear that his first workout was done and the time for the second workout was nigh.

We both went to our respective lockers to get our towels and change into our shower gear (our birthday suits!). We both went to conjoining shower cubicles and by the time I finished my shower, he had already stepped into the sauna room. Now this room was massive, with enough space for around 15 people. Because the steam was quite thick, once you open the door, it will take you a while to see who was inside, and in my head, that made anything possible. Besides, any intruder would have had to make enough noise in time for us to hide our not-so-discrete activities.

I proceeded to go to the end of the steam room where Mr Hot was waiting. He was wearing nothing but a face towel crumpled adequately enough to hide his jewels. I, on the other hand, had no intentions of hiding anything, and in the mist, I popped my throbbing thing and let the visual image do its job.

And it worked! In a few seconds, he threw aside the towel and this tower stood in all its 7-inch glory! For an Asian guy, that was formidable and I was in heaven! At first, I reached for it, and given he didn’t move, I went down to business. I jacked off his phallus and my God, I just loved the fact my hands were just exploring! It’s always nice to jack off something longer than your own, and his member was tops to say the least. After a few seconds, I couldn’t help it! I sat closer to him and sucked him off.

Heaven!

As always, laban ako and despite I am not used to big dicks, I somehow managed to swallow it to the hilt. His dick was not too thick, but it was long enough to threaten gagging! I have to say that I was proudly riding that bucking horse like there was no tomorrow and he was definitely on the way to the grand finale.

That was when he pushed me away. Ako, damn! Sayang! I asked him if he was close, and he nodded in silence. I reached for him again, and given he didn’t budge, I proceeded to manually take control of the situation. However, that just didn’t cut the cake and again, I proceeded to suck him off. In a few seconds, I felt his cum explode in my mouth as he muffled his groans.

“Thanks,” I mumbled with a full mouth and I opened the door of the steam room. In the distance, I could see the janitor looking at me and then looking away.

The Beginning is the End is the Beginning

2009-08-19T00:08:00.000-07:00

Yes, this is quoting Smashing Pumpkins. I loved that song when it first came out and I think it is an appropriate way of semi-ending the blog.

And yes, I am semi-ending it.

Ok, back track to a month ago. It was a hot guy – with incredibly bad hair but amazing dark features. He was around 5’11”, Spanish (I think) based on the accent. He was slim, and he was majorly hot. So nanduon lang siya sa urinal, and to cut a long story short, a three-second eye contact led to a shared cubicle.

Now, normally, I wouldn’t hesitate – but I did. I don’t know why but I did… but only for a second. The sad part is better judgement came and went, and I sucked on that thing so that no light could escape.

And that was when I made the biggest mistake.

To make a long story short, a few days later, I got a throat infection that heralded an infection.

That made things a bit clearer on so many levels, it was blinding. I don’t want to talk about the Oli incident here – I should set up another drama blog for that – but I am putting things on hold for a while.

I’ll probably regret some of the things I’ve done on this blog, but this is where the leopard and its spots line comes in. I’ll most likely write on this blog again (only because I know myself well enough for it), but I just need to explain why I am slowing down a bit.

I’m ok now though, emotionally and physically and all. J

DareDevilette

2009-07-06T01:43:00.000-07:00

Hello jhurls! Mabuhay and welcome to another long delayed post. Sorry medyo hectic ang lolah niyo.

Before anything else:

1. YJ: Nakuh ghurl. Pumila ka. Nuong gym buddy ko ang gaga, may I stare ang mga PLUs! Tapos ako naman bench press habang silip under the shorts. EYELOVEITtalagaputabakla!

2. Turis: Naku hindi fufweh ang pic! But I *promise* super kamukha nitong Sean Cowdee model na ito. Type ko ba sya? No. Haggang one time hada lang, noh! Hindi siya keeper, akchu. Hanggang play lang.

3. Cris: WELCOME GHURL! And no, sorry, no pics. I was tempted to get one of his facebookees fero alam mo na... shy... *CHOZ!*

Anyway, swine flu has taken a hold of Sydney and so many people are now in a state of paranoid limbo. Ako hanggang Whine Flu lang - kasi naman letche ang katrabaho at lahat sila nagsi-alis or may sakit or buntis or chuvaness so tuloy one-girl-band ako sa office. Sa totoo lang, super tired na ang lola niyo, and it's starting to show! Afraid!

However, last Thursday, may himala. I decided to shop on my own (cue Lea Salonga singing). Kasi naman super tired lagi ang fafa and the sales were dwindling - so siyempre lagari to death so mga shops! On the bright side, I have a belt to rival Wonder Woman's! Love it!

Anyway, it was around 7:45 or so, and some of the shops were finally closing for the day. I decided to do one last whirl and as always, I had to go to the loo. To be honest, I really needed to go - as in, #1 - so I was really in no mood to do magic tricks.

But as I went through the double doors (they normally have double doors in CRs here), I was met by a fairly cute old guy, staring off into the distant urinal. Now, before anything else, I have to say that there is nothing wrong with liking an old guy. Some old guys are hot, even! This guy could have been hot, but the belly just went awry and there was just something about his face that screamed Gutom for Gata! So though I can see how he can be seen as hot by others, I just didn't.

Anyway, as I turned the corner to go to the urinals, I saw what could be called a well-aged Vin Diesel. He was definitely a 60-year old gym rat, but not in a Stallone way. Just enough muscles to highlight the assets, and he looked fiiine for his age. He had no hair at all, and his skin although cracked through the years was still alright to look at. He obviously took care of his skin and he was far from competing with the moon in terms of craters.

First thing that came into my mind was... shit, Ineedtopee! But as soon as relief began, I turned to look casually at my neighbor.

ABBA, Chiquitita! He was obviously playing with himself and his dick was fairly hard. It was uncut (as with most Aussies!) and his trimmed pupes were salt-and-pepper like (although mostly salt, I have to admit). His dick had a strangely uneven skin tone that made me think he was a nude bather, but more importantly, the tip of his dick was a raging violet.

Love it!

Now at this point, I looked around to see what the atmosphere was like - there were four cubicles behind us of which only two were occupied. The doors were fairly secure and I would like to think that there was no way anyone would have peeked through the cracks - that is, if they were straight.

The other old guy was busy drying his hands for what could have possibly been four hours now. He just kept on moving those hands around, his eyes fixed on us like a wolf hunting a panda.

(Oh di ba mali ang imagery)

So at this point, the Greek chorus in my head started their usual arguments:

Mackoy1: Huwag mong patulan, noh? Malay mo may sakit yan!

Mackoy2: Yes, he's hot pero naman, public ito!

Mackoy1: True!

Mackoy3: Plus kung huli ka ng fuliz, tsugi ka kay Oli! Fatay!

Mackoy1 & 2: Chorekt!

At this point, Old Vin turned to face me, and showed me all his cock, his smile curling an invite.

Mackoy 1, 2 & 3: AY! GHURLFIGHT!

I finished my deed, got down on my knees and started sucking for Old Gay to see. Yesyesyes, I am an idiot. But my God, it was hot! His dick had that aroma of "just clean" and the pubes were shaved so well that you could barely feel the stubble. I started pumping my head and he grabbed the back of his and met my face, thrust by thrust. His balls, shaved as well mind you, kept on hitting my chin repeatedly - that was when I grabbed his ass and hung on for dear life. He tried to be as quiet as possible but to be honest, I could only keep the slurping to a minimum. He was riding my face like there was no tomorrow.

I dug my nails down on his butt cheeks and it made him wince a bit in pain, but he just kept on going for it. After a minute of him pumping away, I tasted some pre-cum and yes, it was fantastic. Of course, this was when I realised we were making WAY too much noise, so I popped him out of my mouth.

I stood up, and while watching Old Gay with his mouth open, I jacked off Old Vin. The nice thing about foreskin is that it makes jacking off a relatively quieter act but still my saliva was dripping all over it, and it was in all honesty a messy piece of business.

At this point, Old Vin could not hold it any longer, and he came in short thick spurts into the urinal. The veins on his neck were at breaking point, and I swear he looked like he was having a massive stroke in silence. He was blush red, his eyes locked shut. He didn't come a lot, but at least he came.

This is point where someone behind us yelled FUCK! Now I wasn't too sure what the thing was but I am assuming we were caught - and that was when my senses kicked in. Old Gay had already begun his exodus and I washed my hands and made my own exit. We left Old Vin to take care of himself.

Old Gay was waiting for me, as though I owed him a magic act as well, but I was in no mood to fulfill sloppy seconds. He looked at me, but I just smiled at him and walked away.

I felt mean after that, but seriously, no. Just not in the mood anymore. :-)

2009-06-28T16:31:00.000-07:00

Dear friends,

Yes, super boring ang mga posts nowadays! Super busy talaga ghurls!

Hello to:

1. Turis & YJ: Promise shy ako... GANON!

2. Anon: No, I was referring to the one in the basement beside JBHifi. Pero the next post is about the one you were just in.

3. Rik: How I wish my sexploits were unanimously sexciting - but sadly, I write them as I live them - and in the words of McVi, not all of my exploits are indeed exciting. :-D

I honestly have mucho to do, so I will most likely update this blog tomorrow or Wednesday.

I just saw this guy in Sean Cody - and I have to say, he looks SO much like my friend, David, except Dave is uncut. Body is the same though and that cheeky smile...

Playing Around like a Cat in Heat

2009-06-10T00:16:00.001-07:00

Hello friends! Again, lubog sa trabajar, so medyo short entry ito, pero funny in a weird way.

First off...

1. Rik: Yung other blog ko, super straight and work-related so I don't bother linking it. Yes, it is boringly wholesome. Besides, I think my boss knows my other blog kaya... yuuun.

2. Turis: Yez! But this blog is so much more interesting!!!

3. Anon: Yes, this is in Sydney. AMP Tower is open again, pero honest, super boring sya! Very clean and family friendly na siya. I tried the other day and left after ten seconds. Wis na the chance for magic, promise! Even Town Hall!!! Super sad ako!

4. VirginManayQ: There's nothing wrong with not doing something you are not comfortable in. Be happy with what you have and what you want. That's what I say. Oh, divah? Pearls of wisdom daw, o! :-)

A funny thing happened last Thursday. I went to the shops for Oli's birthday and one of my stops was in TGV. I decided to go to the second level toilet for some relief. To be honest, I knew that there was some magic happening in the lower levels, but I figured that L2 should be safe. I wanted to shop till my wallet bled dry and my credit card melted in the heat of the swipe machine.

Anyway, as I began to relieve myself, this tall Asian guy stood beside me. Now, he was around late 20's siguro, with the typical anime hair that is very F4 (talagang dated ang mga references, no?). He was thin - but guwapo. I mean, he's not my type, but he is fairly easy on the eyes and for sure, no one could look at him and say "Ew".

He whipped out his cock as I began to finish my bit and - as with all men - pagpag to death, diva? What I found surprising was he was quite intently looking at my penis as I was finishing off. Now, it's either (a) he has a water-sport fetish (not my thing but to each her own, I say), or (b) he wants to see my member. In either case, he's definitely a PLU.

Now at this point, I had an hour or so to do my shopping so I decided, what the banana! Game on, ghurls! Of course, the difficult part was the man in the cubicle behind us who (based on the gastronomic sound effects) was there to do the official business. So we obviously had to keep mum. The entrance to the loo had two doors so we had ample time to fake it, in case we had intruders come in.

Anyway, I kept on making pagpag and he kept on looking and playing around with his hard member. It was fairly dark and definitely uncut. It was thin but definitely not small - around 6 inches. His foreskin was protruding like a flapping flag and it was truly a sight to behold. His balls were fairly big and dark but hairless (minus point, but still pretty good!). He had kept his pubes trimmed and you can see that it served to emphasise his beautiful member. At that point, my dick was stiff as a board and throbbing like Bed on a weekend. Paksyet!

I looked at him, and boy, he looked horny as! I reached out and started to jack him off, all the while keeping my dick exposed to the elements so that he could get the visual stimulus. He couldn't help it, I guess, and pushed my hand aside, so he could jack me off instead.

So there we were, two grown men, jacking each other in silence, all the while hoping no one would come in...

..but someone did. We had enough time to move aside and pretend to be doing the actual deed. I felt super awkward, and with my tension, I lost my erection. I went back to clean my hands only to realise that the new guy had already stepped out...

(without washing his hands! Ewww!)

So I did what any stupid person would do. While I was at the sink, I whipped out my dick for him to see and jacked off from afar. He looked at me, his dick facing me and his hand pumping like there was no tomorrow.

At that point, we heard a flush, and a few seconds later, Mr Bad Tummy stepped out. He looked at the guy, who had turned to face the wall and then at me... but I was already on my way out. I hope he didn't get a glance at me. Shy ako eh!

:-)

Sloppy Fridays

2009-05-30T21:23:00.000-07:00

Friends,

For those who know my other blog (actually, nag-iisa ka lang, dai, so chicka!), yes, I am still as busy as always! Talagang lagari to death and then, super lot-lot and friends with that’s entertainment! Till ever! True-lily!

Anyway, story later – ditsuhan muna!

1. Turismo: Excuse me. Hindi ako bakla, ha….

…AS IF! MEGA-CHOZ! Ganon! :-)

2. Rik: Oo, sis! Super straight pero talagang kilig ang kepay ko, promise! How-ayvur, I promised myself tama na ang pagpatol sa mga is-traight. Letcheng mga breeders na yan! Fweh! :-) Fweh daw, o!

...

ANYWAY, super fast chicka lang ito dahil super busy pa rin ang tsimay of the world ninyo. Yes, I’ve been coming into work on a Sunday for the past 5 weeks now. So super no time for love or lust! Ka-galit noh?!?

So last Friday, super tense ang lola niyo dahil mega conference looming in the distance at hindi pa handa ang world! So there I was, making chicka with my co-worker Tish who was smoking at around 4:30 pm.

Siyempre lahat na ng world may I go home na – except for lovingly yours! Diva kagalit?! Anyway, while making chicka, tall handsome man came overly. He was around 45, 6’2, puti, cute! Medyo stocky pero may konting taba. Not too bad, to be honest, except for that small scar on his cheek. Not too big though. Very doable though! Pwedeng-pwede na for mama, in short.

Anyway, he came over and asked for the time. Siyempre biglang umandar ang sash ko (for Ms. Congeniality, what else?!) and responded with “Itch Poor Churty. Chenkyu.”

Siya naman, thank you, and promptly walked into the building. Now he was not wearing business clothes – t-shirt and maong – so medyo anong ginagawa mo iditch? As he was entering the building, he looked back and smiled.

Aba Beyonce smile! Winnar!

After three seconds, may I sexcuse myself ako with Tish. She’s lovely, pero naman, no! Kailangan ni mama ng protein shake!

So after clicking my heels three times, there’s no place like home talaga – as in, toilet as usual – and yes, I could see his Nike shoes underneath the stall and obvious na nagsisimula na ang bata batuta!

Ava siyempre game till ever akish! I went to the other side of the glory and proceeded to show and tell. Nakush! After thirty seconds of show-and-tell (promise true ito!), bigla ba naman lumabas ang gaga with pants down and went to my cubicle! Siyempre naman medyo forced to good for dos-pusoy ako – kasi naman baka mahuli si fafa, noh!? Once he got in, aba! Laban agad! He went down on his knees and started making me groan. Talagang up and down my stiff dick until my eyes started to tear. Walang tigil! Usually, people gag a bit (medyo mataba ang akin, apparently) but siya wis! Parang piston!

So there he was, making chupa until ever – when all of a sudden, may pumasok sa CR! So obviously, stop muna kami to make sure it is alright, noh. Alam mo naman – ang mga secu dito minsan shenshiteev! I sat, Indian squat on the bowl, while he stood up facing the door (para kunwari there was only one person in the toilet). Siyet ang ganda ng puwet niya. I was kneeding his muscles and licking the outside of his hole – sarap! Ang linis!

Anyway, back to the stranger… Abba, Chikitita! Out of the 1,000 empty cubicles, the stranger entered the one beside ours. Now, normally, you can never can tell so medyo quiet lang kami but the familiar sound of moving wrists was way too familiar a giveaway sign. As I was already sitting down, I turned stranger around and started giving him head.

He was small – especially for his height. It was around 5 inches, thickness was alright, and he was cut (a minus in my book). Still, the overall impact was pretty high. I was sucking it like it was filled with milk (and in a way, I’m sure it was). Now, out of plain curiosity, we decided to move about so that he was standing on the bowl and I was sucking on him. He actually wanted to see what the other guy was up to, and ako naman – sure! Why not? It’s just a game, and I can share the love, diva? Syempre bilang Ms. Congeniality…

Anyway, he was there, standing on the bowl as I was sucking him off. I looked up and he was actually reaching over and giving the other guy a handjob! Multitasking si lola! Aba, Ms. Talent contender!! Ako naman, care! Tsupa till death!

However, I think he was nearing the edge, so he grabbed my hair and pulled me away from him. He motioned to switcheroo so ako naman, fine! I stood on the bowl while he went down on me.

From my vantage point, I could see the face of the other guy – Asian, around 5’4” small dick, around 4 inches, very thin – face not cute in my POV, but I could see why others would. Pero ako naman fine – tulungan! Alam naman nating lahat ang title…

So there I was givng the guy a handjob and he was liking it naman (to be honest, I was not giving it my best) but then someone came in.

So lahat kami tago, noh! The intruder did not come near us, pero siyempre to be safe! So there I was, awkwardly angled while Mr. Puti was continuing sucking me off. Normally, I would have issues but I could not help it. I was nearing it and he just kept on sucking. I mouthed “I’m about to come” and he stopped, nodded his head, and continued sucking me while looking at me at the same time.

After a few seconds, boom! I came in his mouth, and I had a stifle a moan. It was awkward – but I loved it! It was a while na since I came in someone’s mouth. As I finished my seed burst, I heard the intruder wash his hands and leave the room.

We were alone again! Yay! I signalled that I had to go, so I prepped myself to leave – and Mr. Puti was alright with it naman. Aba, the minute I opened the cubicle, Mr. Asian guy was already there, waiting to get in! Ni hindi ko man siya na pansin! Promise!

I washed my hands and left the room, which was echoing with the sound of zippers opening and mouths getting themselves busy and dirty. Ako naman in my head:

“Syet. Sloppy seconds.”

- back to work -

2009-05-08T03:47:00.000-07:00

Phaksyet!!!!!

But before anything else, hello to:

1. Quentin: As they say in Ms Philippines, it's their loss... and lose...
2. Turis: Sometimes scary, yes. But always sinteresting...
3. Rik: Feeling ko talaga sometimes pekpek akish!... sometimes lang.... GANON!
4. Anon: Bitin, true. But sadly not all of my sexperiences have a hafi hending.

Anyway, cannot afford a long post pero talagang I have to share mga sis!

Do you remember him?

(cue music: Parang kailan lang... Ang mga pangarap ko'y kay hirap abutin...)

We-hell, one of my side lines (talagang kinareer!) ay fag-giging makeup heartist. Alam mo na, pag in-demand! CHOZ! Ako naman, sige. Cheap pero friend of a friend of a friend kasi so chicka lang, right?

Well, charity has its rewards talaga, mga ghurls! After the 5,263rd stage actor/model I had to put make up on, pahinga muna sa lagari. Ako naman, may I toilet break muna.

Because hindi naman ito yung magic toilet, sa urinal na lang ako - with matching singing Bjork "Big Time Sensuality". Buking na talaga ang age, noh?

Anyway, super pagod na me, so hindi ko na malayan may neighbor na ako sa urinals. As in, I was still singing when I noticed the second pair of feet. Napalingon ako ng konti: PAKSIYET! Si Nick~!

Siyempre may I Henno-de-Pravia ang lolah niyo at naging demure. Biglang hirit ang papa: "Why did you stop?"

Ofchorz may I blush akish. I started making small talk "Hahaha. Sorry. Didn't know you were there. I was in my own world." Chuvah chuvah chuvah.

"That's alright. You have a good voice anyway."

Kasi naman chupa ng chupa noh!

"Chenk you."

Anyway tuloy ang chickaness and then napalingon akish - siyet. Tuli siya. Manipis pero mahaba, a! Around 3 inches soft!!!! Pink ang tip pero dark ang roots. In fairness, ang sarap i-subo. Plus hairy pa! Super plus!!!

Pero no touching the talent, so yun. Yes, Anon, another bitin story. Bow.

New Vlad!

2009-04-22T00:21:00.000-07:00

I always hate vadoi names. For those not in the know, "vadoi" is "baduy" in French! Kasi sosyal ako. (GANON!)

But before I make chicka my pet peeves, ditsuhan muna!

1. Rik: Naku I saw my wrinkelles today! Takot ako, ghurl! Oil of Olay to death till EVER!

2. Anon: Wis akong Easter Egg hunt - kay Oli ako this Easter, hole and all! *Talagang disclose sa lahat! Tama ba yaaan?!*

3. Quentin: Oy, wag isnabin ang mercy sex! Fun pa rin kahit papaano, right? :-)

ANYway, let's start this with a little story. I was minding my own business in the cubbie and then, someone came in. I was a little too busy preparing for the big battle to peek through the cracks, but I saw a little bit of the hair - brown, tousled, coiffed until ever.

As we began the game of show and tell, I saw a little bit more of the person - medyo young siya! around 19, I'd say, and cute! I have to say I was interested...

We were just starting the good part of our play when we were interrupted by the set of inquiring footsteps. Now, I don't mind threesomes, but I just wasn't in the mood that day, so sorry. I mentioned that I was not in the mood, and started to button up.

Then a note hastily scribbled on paper flew under my stall - "Upstairs" As soon as I crumpled the paper into a ball, Mr. Young had already flushed, opened his door and walked out the room.

Aba mabilis si Supergirl!

Well, I wasn't in the mood (after the interloper and all) but I decided - what the hey! Something new, divah?

Anyway, I walked up the stairs and as I opened the door, I saw an unmistakable pair of shoes - it was Mr. Young, sitting on the lounge seat and waiting for me. He was around 5'8" - definitely young - and very skinny. He is - in porn terms - a twink with hair that I can only describe as Breakfast-Club ish (Naku buking na the age, ghirls!).

He stared at me intently, obviously judging me before I entered the more quiet toilet block (and this realisation comes with the obvious Ms. Universe-ly gut-in, chest-out, puwet so out there you can balance a tray of beer on it). After a few seconds, he stood up and quietly followed me into the toilet.

Once we got in, aba! Laban ang lola! I was right about his body frame (zero body fat, honest!). In all honesty, the only fat thing about him was his eyebrows and his dick.

Now, his dick was fantastic! It was long, especially for his frame - around 8 inches, and yes, very thick. As always, uncut but very clean so sarap i-subo! Chupa-chup talaga! I saw his balls, hanging hairless and low, and just lost it! Lick, suck, shoot!

As I was off giving the masterful blow (alam mo naman, folks. Aiming for Ms. Talent, as always), someone came in. Now, normally, care ko - kasi naman pwede namang no sound ang chupa, noh! - but this guy took ages washing his hands outside our cubicle. Honest, it took him around 10 minutes of washing. Now, unless he was washing off blood or paint, medyo hindi naman pwede.

Ito ang magaling - Mr. Young stood at the rim of the bowl, looked at the guy and proceeded to open the door. Ako naman: HELLO! Jubo't jubad akish! Tama ba yan?!? I shook my head in disbelief and shock - pero with youth comes folly.

So ayun. The door was open and there we were, in full birthday suit glory, while this fairly hot guy was watching us while washing his hands. Now, given the fact he was staring with *that look* - if you don't know what I am talking about, hindi ka bakla so go away - I knew he was PLU and then some. But something about it just turned me off.

I did one last suck, so that I can at least taste some pre-cum from Mr. Young, and got up to leave. Ako naman, I already had a taste - I don't need the full course meal. Taster is fine by me. Within 30 seconds, I had done up by belt, washed my hands and left.

What happened next? I don't know. To be honest, I don't care. Parang hindi masyadong trip ang mga kids na wa' the care. He had the whole girly pants, low waist look - and inasmuch as I will defend his right to wear it, I will also defend my right to cringe at his look.

His dick was really all I wanted to see, and though his package deserved an award, everything else was for thank-you-girls.

Boring post, promise!

2009-04-12T19:09:00.000-07:00

Warning lang, folks! This has to be my most boring "action" post so far. This is more of philosophizing, actually - but whether or not I used that term appropriately... well, that's up to you to decide.

Now, before anything else, CHIKA MUNA TO THE HELLO KITTY!

1. Anon: Zizchur, all I can say to you is WIN! Ganda ng reply mo~! Yes, durian is the word for it! :-)

2. Turis: True, but sis, there are limits. Hygiene (or lack of it!) happens to be on the top of the list!

3. Rik: But if you saw this, JUZMEH! Love it till EVER promise! This guy is so bloody cute! I may have a Greek/Leb fetish, just in case you didn't know. :-)

4. QX: Until I get into trouble, di ba? Looks like I'm always the one you can admire but not the one to have and the hold... :-)

5. Ash: Oooooooooooi! May royalties dafat yan, a! CHING! Feeling Ruffah talaga akish!

6. Joaqui: TRUE! Ibalik ang Speedos or else! *ganon?!*

Anyway, last Thursday, I decided to do one last trip before I go on my Holy Week chuvah. Kasi naman, wis ang trabahar for four days. Maloloka akish without my usual... actually, wrong, dahil may Oli naman sa bahay (main source of protein ko yan!) but still, I wouldn't mind bonuses now and again.

So, as I entered the toilet, a pair of feet had already planted themselves in the glory cubbie. Well, good, diva? I peeked - nice pair of shoes pa! Very playful - red tiger shoes with matching yellow and blue design.

Like! Feeling very Uma!

Anyway, as I was in the mood, I decided to start the show and tell. Alam mo naman - very giving in the spirit of Holy Week (...ganda. Sige, let's start sacrilegiousness...). However, after a while of showing, I peeked and realised he wasn't doing his bit.

Now, as some of you know, this is one of my pet peeves. Kasi naman, I can't appreciate the master-and-slave power play in gay encounters. Unless super hottt ka, wis ka the K to say "Sorry, but you have to work to please me"

SExcuse me, di vah?

Anyway, I was getting impatient when I saw his arm through the hole. It was riddled in liver spots and it definitely showed his age. I would say he was in his late 60's. He was very thin and very pasty.

Now, ladies and ladies, I have to admit: na-turn off ako. But I also had a thought in my head (and I do have them from time to time - thoughts, that is. I get -and give- head ALL the time.):

I too will grow old. I too will probably be horny as fuck at that age. And I too will be shunned by those younger than I.

And not only was I NOT horny, but that also made me sad. Not just for him, but also for a lot of people who are not Efronic in beauty AND age.

So I decided to jack off. I leaned back against the wall facing the hole and I beat myself off until kingdom come.

I know it's not the most exciting post, but I write them as they happen. Plus, perhaps it's the pensive mood the Holy Week seems to bring on. Anyway, play safe, y'all. :-)

Nakish! Buching!!!

2009-03-29T22:49:00.000-07:00

Funny ang title, noh? Anyway, prior to this afternoon, I was at the peak of happiness, pero na-karma-karma-karma-karma-karma-chameleon! Letch!

... but before the chismax, bati muna!

1. Turis: Chub chaser ka pala! Nothing wrong with that, of course... ako pa! Para akong 7-11, always open (minded, ha!).

2. Joa: TRUE! Medyo strange dahil usually, kapag fatsy, medyo maliit. I think that's one of the appeals with this guy. Fatso all over, kaya win!

3. Anon: Naku, sis. Super shock itong entry till ever! Read on!

4. Rik: Mega blush on naman akish! Chenkyu sa mga kind words, pero sis, at the end of the day, puta lang ako (GHANON!)

Anyway, ito na ang update. This morning, as I was walking towards the office building, I noticed a strange number of younguns, loitering out, being the usual pests that they are. Of course, given the laws of probability, half of them were men and half of the men were actually cute. For some strange reason, they were also quite hot. As in, gym hot.

One of them I recognised as a member of my gym (Futa First). Now, ako naman, chicka. Because hindi ko siya know, wis siyang hello from me. Ganon lang talaga ang buhay, di vah? Now, ok lang naman ako duon - however, I do have to say: he's around 5'7", medyo Lebanese / Greek looks, SUPER HOT BOD, pero super shy sa shower rooms. I only saw him shower in the gym once (talagang binilang, folks! Bakla talaga!!!) and he entered and left the shower cubicle in shorts.

Punyeta! Tease! Kung ganyan kaganda ang katawan, imoral na kasalanan ang mag-shorts! Hubo't hubad till ever dafat!

*hikvi*

Anyway, there he chatting with his friends, coffee in one hand and sheets of paper in the other. He turned around, looked at me... and continued to look away.

(Aba putang ina mo rin)

I went inside and saw that the GMAT (or something like that) decided to temporarily hold exams in our building. Sa totoo lang, I don't know why, but happy ako dahil the venue was fairly close to the magic loo locashen. That also meant more guys using the special loo. Ako naman, game game. Kahit silip lang, chicka! No need for action, basta may happy happy viewing. Yes, ladies and ladies, ganyan ako ka babaw.

So to continue the story, I entered my room, and hello. One million emails and additions to the to-do list. Gandah! So much for having fun. Oh well. As my lola once said, "be a slave to the grind first before becoming a whore to your desires"

Actually, quote ko yun, but I added my lola's name para naman may street cred. *ching*

So as the day rolled along, I decided - letch! Why not, choknath!? I snuck out the back door and went into the magic loo before my fuming boss could find me. Bahala na si Batgirl!

As I locked the door behind me, I heard the door open and the shuffling of feet moving closer and closer. I peeked through the crack, and yes, believe it or not, it was Mr. Short Hotguy. PROMISE. I couldn't believe it myself, and yes, he was heading my way.

I positioned myself in the magic hole, ready for the feast. He came into the cubicle, popped out Mr. Shortie and proceeded to stream. Paksiyet. Ang ganda niya. It was fairly thin (nothing compared to Mr. Coke in Can) and it was cut (sayang!). But it was such a nice texture - sarap isubo! - and he had a decent pair of balls to go with it. The nice thing about it also was the hair. He was naturally hairy, and it showed in his penis. His pubic hair was obviously slightly trimmed, but it was still rampant enough to show through his gear, and it so complimented his member. I loved it!

But as always, good things come to an end, so he finished his business and left. Now, the thing was I was so excited by Mr. Short Hot that I didn't notice a new guy come in.

I just heard the snap of the lock beside mine, and then, yun. He was inside. He unzipped his fly, and popped out his thing. Now he didn't even bother to hide his thing. He flashed it and when he knew I was watching, started to play with it vigorously. In fairness, it was an awesome dick! Only 6 inches long, yes, but it was thick in the middle and the foreskin was pretty long! Very admirable, to be honest!

However, the thing about foreskin is that it is so awesome to play with, compared to cut guys, that is. Although I have no problems with either condition, I would prefer to see that flappy piece of skin (one more thing to love about Aussies, I reckon). However, if one is uncut, one also needs to make sure one is clean. Now, if you move your skin back and reveal white specks, hindi siya funny. In fact, super smelly siya and all around kadiri to death and back till ever, PROMISE.

And yes, this guy was reeking down there!!!

At first, chicka lang. I mean, we were only showing each other's bits off in the glory hole, but once he shoved his dick under the stall, ibang usapan na yan, di vah! I hesitatingly jacked him off, but after a while, I just couldn't bear it! The stench was unbelievable, and when I actually smelled a whiff of his B.O., aba!!! Wonder woman with matching explosion!

At that point, I lost my erection and he noticed it. I murmured something about "Gotta go" and he packed his thing away as well. As he seemed to be in more of a hurry to leave, I decided to wait until he left so that I could somehow guarantee my anonymity.

When I finally saw who it was, paksiyet. It was the guy who replaced me in my old job. I don't know WHY he was in the building, but there he was. He was obviously not working there, as he was in his Havaianas and siyorts.

I didn't know if I wanted to throw up and die. Once he left the room, I rushed to get the scent of him off my hands, but five minutes of scrubbing was so not enough. :-(

Tabachingchingchingchingching

2009-03-24T15:46:00.000-07:00

This is a song that my friend used to sing to me when I was 3,568.21 pounds heavier than I am now. Buti na lang line of 3 na ang aking waistline!!! Or else, lechon de leche akish!

But before anything else, let me says HELLOES!

1. QX: Nakuh bruh! I had my picture taken with some tourists from Japangh! Kaloka! Ang ganda nila, ha! Super laki the braso de Mercedes BENZ Cheeeekah! They had their picture taken with me dahil naka-drag akish (in public for the first time chenkyu!). Didn't have any sashimi though. Hanggang window siyafing lang.

2. Anon: Kasi we were going North as far as I remember, pero day! Tumatanda na talaga akish! And WIS na ang AMP Tower! Shut down sila until mid 2009, so wis na the hada there! If there is more chismaks, I will make you ditsu!

3. Rik: Talagang showing the age na! Hindi na tumatalab ang Oil of Olay! Botox na next! Katakot, a!

4. J: True... but I wouldn't mind a part two (GANON!)

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ANYway, the kwento of the tabachingchingchingchingching arose (arose daw o! Kaloka!) because the other day, while sitting in the glory loo, I saw this fat guy beside me. He was white, around 5'10, bespectacled, quite fat (I'd say around 170 kilos) and though he has some good looks about him, his jutting belly just didn't make him anywhere near appealing.

Pero alam niyo naman me! Hindi ako out for love, noh! Just kinky fun. So if a guy isn't my ideal, chicka lang basta feel ko. If cute pero di ko feel, then sowrie divah?? Ganun lang yun...

Anyway there I was jacking off and then tumayo si taba para naman kita ko ang kanyang ano.

ABA! Bongga siya, dhay! As in, when it was soft, it was around 4 iches, and as thick as a bottle of coke. At first, I thought it was a trick of the light, but as he kept on massaging his member, it was evident that it was as fat as he was.

Which then brings us to the question: To play or not to play? I mean, hello, medyo funny ng taba niya, ha! But then again, when will I see something like this ever again!?

So in the end, he invited me to another (more quiet) restroom, and I sucked him off. God, everything about him was big. He was a blondish bear - he had hair all over (quite sexy if you'e into that thing) and his balls were HUGE. They were bigger than ping pong balls. When I placed them in my mouth, I could only fit one at a time, and it was the most interesting feeling.

More importantly, when I had his dick in my hand, it was like gripping a coke can. It was THAT thick, and the veins on it (though partially hidden by fat and skin) were thick and throbbing. I was just looking at it for a few seconds because I could not believe how massive it was!

Now, honest tayo! I really didn't want to suck him off - only because he wasn't my type. But diyos me! DaKing Kong siya! Never again will I have this slab of meat in my mouth! So sige sige sputnik! After checking for lesions and such (aba malay mo, noh!), I decided - why the hey!

I made sugod like Gabriella Silang!

My, that was difficult! As in, my mouth was so wide, my jaw hurt! He seemed surprised that I was willing to try it to begin with, but I just couldn't resist! He asked me if I lived closeby, and I said I was with my girlfriend

(AS IF!!)

to which he replied, "Ahh. Cool."

Feeling niya siguro frat boy sucking his ano! Aba naman! The dreams Sean Cody is made of! Hehehe! After five minutes of me going down on him, he gave me the signal - after which his seed fell all over the place. It so good sucking something that big, although I am sure I can't handle it from the other end! Still, it felt fantastic! Can't wait to see him again. Sure, he's not society's ideal man, but he sure makes up for it! :-)

Ok, back to work.

Fast Track!

2009-03-13T23:22:00.000-07:00

I just have this strange thing about men who...

...ay, sandali lang. The tradisyonal helloz pala!

1. Quentin: I know! Truly, I say unto thee! So far, I only had one REALLY muscle man (see early entries), and despite the great visual display - actually not very comfortable in bed. So, oh well. Still, Eric Rhodes will always have a place in my loins...

2. Ash: Hija, Mariah hasn't hit any of her hit notes live for a while now. Mostly live tracks, sadly...

3. Mac: Sorry, sis. Sometimes, life just doesn't give me those breaks! Talagang bitin till ever sometimes...

4. Rik: Honest, hindi ako kepay on two legs! Medyo hunos dili ako, pero talangang I attract whores, kaya ayuuun.... HONEST!!! ;-)

5. Anon: Sorry pero I totally don't remember! HONEST! We went to 7 different places in a span of a week, so avah mah! Zowrie!

6. Joaqui: Symbolic daw ako!.. How I wish my life were one big metaphor... but let's not go there. :-)

ANYway, where was I? Men. Siyempre, ano pa, noh! I have this strange thing about men who come and go in 20 seconds. Maybe it's because it takes me FOREVER to cum, even when I am at my horniest! Oli has given up on me, methinks, kasi naman medyo slow to anger akish.

Anyway, one horny day, I went to the magic loo, and there was only one other occupant, and he was on the other side of the glory hole loo. At first, I was a bit hesitant dahil I peered underneath the stall and saw a pair of thongs.

No, not the ones you wear around the waist - I am referring to the wonderful phenomenon of tsinelas! Now, normally, I'm not picky, but there is this one guy who just doesn't do it for me and he's always wearing his tsinelas. Not only does he have a small one, he also doesn't do ANYTHING. As in, otso-otso until bingo pero wis pa rin!

ANYway, I decided to give it a shot anyway. Aba, when I sat down, I saw bigla na may nakatingin sa akin~! Fighter! I thought, maybe this isn't the one. And when I peered into the hole, I saw a cap-wearing 40-year old with a cheeky grin on his face. On the side of his cap, it had his name (Doug), and his footy team. He was wearing a footy jersey (typical here in Australia) and his tan definitely showed that he was of the sporting type.

Now footy (aka rugby) players are a strange bunch. They are big in all the right places, with a little bit of fat for padding. This guy was not as big as the rest of them, but he definitely could have been one.

We started the lovely game of show-yours-and-I-show-mine, and true enough, he was willing to play. In fact, he was raring for it, and his six-incher was mad as hell! It was thicker near the base, but his top was still alright. He was cut (rare for this country) and he was packing it in his balls. They were HUGE. Loved looking at them, really.

Anyway, we were definitely heading somewhere when all of a sudden, his horniness got the better of him. With his briefs down to his knees, he opened his door and wobbled in front of mine. Ako naman, hello! Hindi ito spa! Medyo katakot! But of course, when faced with that prospect, you don't have much a choice but to give in, eh?

And so I did. I opened my door, and stumbled in, shorts around his ankles, his Bonds stretched to its limits around his legs. He sat on top of the urinal lid and I (naturally!) dove in!

At first, I sucked off his dick and I am happy to report that (yay) he fit so well inside my mouth! Loved it! His dick was relatively soft, with only the circumcision ring destroying the silky smoothness. What I found extra surprising about him was how his crotch smelled like. I was expecting sweat and man-scents, but it was surprisingly floral. I mean, obviously, he had just taken a bath before coming over, but something tells me he just showered less than 15 minutes ago.

While sucking him off, my hands moved about his legs, and yes, I can confirm that he is definitely athletic. Something about his legs just screamed rugby player, and his ass felt like it was solid stone underneath a thin layer of jello. I was kneading it while I was sucking off his balls, and man, it was heavenly. From his moaning, I could tell he agreed. Part of me wanted to place a finger inside it (but I was also deathly afraid of getting punched so... no.)

Anyway, when I got back to sucking him off, I decided to give him the full service. There is a way of vibrating my throat while deep-throating, and that always gets Oli. When I did it to this guy, all I got was a whispered "Wait" and all of a sudden, BOOM.

He came in my mouth.

It was a bit sweet, but definitely aromatic. It filled the toilet with that musky man scent and I knew anyone who came in after us could tell. What I found surprising was that it seemed he didn't know he was going to cum. Parang, hello! You could have given me more than "Wait" - but then, he did get the Marcus Espesyal Bibingka.

So there we were. He wanted to move out and walk back to his cubicle, but as he was about to, someone walked in to pee. We had to pretend to be one person (I was sitting on the urinal top at this point - long story) and he was sitting "normally" so that curious eyes will only see one set of feet.

But anyway, while we were there, he was surprisingly sweet. Parang hindi bagay sa kanya na maging sweet. I expected a rough guy who will cum and go, but this guy seemed like he was enjoying the cuddling as well. While waiting for our interloper to finish, his hands casually moved about, as though he was doing this all his life. One look at him and you knew he had spent most of his adult life in the field or in front of the barbie, but this... this was curious.

Part of me was curious as to how he will feel inside me, but that's just stupid curiosity talking. As I was daydreaming, we heard the intruder finish his business and leave. He then stood up and turned around. He asked me if I needed some help, but I said nah. There was a little bit of disappointment in his smile, but sometimes, it is better that way. I gave his dick one last squeeze, and he dressed up to go.

He leaned towards me and gave one hell of a kiss, as he ran his fingers through my hair.

Fuck. Kilabot.

And then, he was gone.

A Season of Misadventures

2009-02-28T18:42:00.000-08:00

Hello folks,

Sorry for the long delay in posts. Things have been hectic. Oli has (in the words of Taylor Dayne indeed) come back to my arms where he belongs... (talagang drag queen)

There was an exchange of words, a clarification of expectations and apologies all around. Maganda ang ending (this time, I guess).

To heal some of the wounds, we decided to go on a coastal trip of NSW, and it was fun! As in, super! May megavan kami (with matching sink, toilet and da works!) and he drove half the way (after which he sprained his wrist in an attempt to do a Lisa Macuja on slippery rocks - medyo he made tapilok and then that was the end of that performance).

Anyway, while we were in our campervan park, I decided to stroll. Avah! I saw two guys - masculado! with tattoos! with matching piercing! kalakot lola!!! - anyway, my gaydar was blinking like New Year's Eve - but given their lack of personal space (as in medyo close sila), I think it didn't take much to deduce.

ANYWAY, I thought they were hot. I went to the loo, to do my business (HONEST!), but a couple of seconds later, one of them (bald, around 40 years old, with arms until forever!) went in as well to do his business.

Ako naman, aba ganda mo! He was older, yes, but he took very good care of his body, and super obvious naman. He was wearing one of those shirts that showed off his body very well, and it clung in all the right places. Plus, he had hairy arms, lovely dark brown hair contrasting his pale skin. He was a specimen - if you are into slightly older gents. Ako naman, beauty is beauty, divah?

Anyway, because shy ako (TRULYLY!), I really couldn't pee! I stood there, waiting for Godot, all the while Mr. Hotness was two feet away from me with his penis gushing forth...

...waitaminute. Penis!!!

Out of the corner of my eye, I decided to be braveheart. *silip*

There it was, around 7 inches, very hard but very thin. Still, his foreskin was covering his head, bright yellow piss spewing forth. Ako naman, I try to be good dahil HELLO! He could easily beat me to a pulp with his eyelid.

Still there it was, throbbing in hardness and he didn't even bother hiding it! Every 2 seconds I would peek and then look away, my member getting slightly harder with the perversion. I try to think of non-erectile inducing things (like the Easter Bunny or Nora Aunor), but talagang wis, folks! Tumigas ang lola.

But all good things have to come to an end, and I heard his stream lessen to a trickle. Ako naman, siyaks! Oh well. It was quite enjoyable while it lasted... and then I realised he hasn't moved.

I angled my head to see what he was up to, and realised he had cocked his head towards my direction, his eyes peering at what I had to offer.

*GANDA* Our respective partners were a few meters away and here we were in a sticky situation. Our members were throbbing and we were both subtly checking each other out in the "privacy" of a public toilet (which isn't much privacy at all!).

I tilted my body so that he could get a better eyeful and as his head looked at the door, he did the same.

Wow. His body was beautiful - you could see how sculpted he was underneath the thin layer of fat and clothing - I loved how his nipples just begged to pop out. His dick was quite thin on the tip but the base isn't bad at all. You could see his reddish pubic hair peeking from his balls that just hung so low, you'd think they were weighed down by dumbbells. EYELOVEIT!

And then we heard the door open, and before anything else could happen, he zipped up (with some difficulty actually) and popped out.

Ako naman, I arranged myself (also with some level of difficulty) and went to the basin, all the while thinking to myself...

"At least ako naghugas ng kamay."

Super Fast Post

2009-02-18T14:34:00.001-08:00

Hello folks. Things are ok on this end, and everything is back to normalcy.

I will post a longer entry next week, when time permits. Super big deadlines, and not enough free time to breathe.

I had an interesting vacation with Oli with one very curious encounter. Will post sticky details next time. :-D

2009-01-29T23:31:00.000-08:00

Dear Friends,

Magulo ang life ngayon.

Tumawag ang Oli, and may I request siya for a dialogue (which I am ziure will turn into a monologue, pero okay naman for me, noh!). However, the good news is that he said he was coming back, and would like to spend some quiet time with me.

Ako naman AVAHGAYM!

So may I request ako sa aking bozzing to evap like Carnation Condensed Milk for a week. Since dead time for me, ok naman siya! Bezidez, I think I have one week leave naman so chicka, divah!?

Will update this blog again mid-Feb. Tamang tama for Valentine’s, oh say?!

In the meantime, may I leave you with this which I have been miming for the past week! Promise super bading drag queen talaga ako sometimes!

Haba haba!

2009-01-24T19:09:00.000-08:00

This entry will be quite strange but it's been an exhausting few weeks. Since my last post, Oli moved out of the house - temporarily, I'm sure. He cited personal reasons for his move - ako naman, but of course. I'm confident he will return - why, you ask? Well, he left his 9(ix) perfume on top of his dresser. Once that is gone, I know he is gone for good.

Perhaps it is this complacency - this false sense of security - that makes me seem ok. To be honest, when he talked about it, I just let him talk and when he said goodbye, I told him to come back home when he is ready.

Now the waiting game begins. It's been a bit more than a week - and there have been SMSes that hint at a homecoming.

*We'll see*

I've been good naman. Nothing new to report. I went to the gym today, and there was this slightly overweight, but otherwise beautiful man - looking medyo Italian. Tangina - he was showing off his dick like it was gold. In fairness, it was.

It was around 9 inches long and super thick. Honest, para siyang Coke in can sa taba. The nice part about it is that he was playing around with it quite casually. As in, kunwari just making kambiyo... except it is in the steam room in full view of everyone...

...actually, wrong. Everyone except Asians. No matter how old or young - basta puti. If Asian or Indian, talikod ang lolah. Ako naman: Care. Yes malaki ka nga and yes, may right ka to preview to world. Gawin mong karinderia ang steam room pero hanggang window shopping lang ang mundo.

I've seen the guys you date, champ, and none of them care for you longer than it takes for you to have an erection. Hija, obviously, Asians are not below you. You might think that, but once you get your head out of your ass, you might be able to breathe a little bit and think more clearly.

Thank you for the show, but I'll pass.

Muscle Men & Moi

2009-01-12T14:04:00.000-08:00

Hellooooooo, friends! Mabuhae! At bago maki-chika, hello to:

1. Ash: Good luck, hija, sa mga advenchures! Hafi hafi, bruh! :-)

2. Anon: City Gym? Ghurl, di ata ako fufweh duon! Baka may BMI scale sa entrance at ma-tsugi ako sa aking grand entrance! Kahit slit ko hanggang kili-kili, may limits ang aking ka-bonggahan!

3. Quentin: Hon, love ko ang Sydney during festival season! <3!

Anyway, short entry ito I promise. I dedicate this to the beautimous person I saw in the gym.

Actually, as always, hindi naman talaga ako nagbabalak ng himala. Promise! Siguro sinabi lang ng tadhana, "Hu-we-hel! Pagandahin ang mundo!" - let's feyz it! Fitness First isn't the most beautific of places. Medyo mabaho at amoy jockstrap from time to time. I'm sure some people like it - ako, medyo hindi... most of the time.

(GhANONh!)

ANYway, I went to the sauna and was faced with a barrage of bullocks. No, not Sandra Bullock, but bullocks. As in testicles... as in British testicles... sadly, these testicles were inside board shorts and the men who were wearing them were cute... but British.

Now, I am not talking about the cup-sipping Brits who love to play rigourous games, like chess and croquet. Oh, no. This is the beer-guzzling, loud-mouthed, ill-tempered Pommie rejects that might have (at one point in time) resembled their Australian convict cousins.

So I came in, saw and left. There was one guy there worthy of perving on, as he had board shorts with obviously no undies on - but the loud, boisterous behaviour was just such a turn off.

Chenks, but no chenks.

So off I went to the shower, to cool off and go home. I had already written off that day as a nyark. BUT THEN, mother hen! As I walked closer to the shower stalls, I noticed one staff was occupied with what I thought was a hunk of a man. As in, shaved head, built like a tank and he's either ridding himself of pubic lice via rigourous scrubbing... or I just hit bingo!

Oh, excuse me! BingAY pala!

Now, normally I shy away from Muscle Marys dahil they usually flock together like whatever. They don't like chubbitos like moi - and at my age, I can't really disguise the fact I'm no longer a teenager. The youth that was once my only plus point has cum and gone.

So I took the stall close by - not directly opposite him, but close enough for inspection. ABBA! Tuloy pa rin ang kanyang pubic lice scrubbing! Ako naman, fight! May I laban akish and fight ang lolah natin! Suck in the gut, puff out the chest and tigasan till EVER!

So there we were, jacking off with a fury of hell's angels. All the while, we could hear the Brits yakking away. The thrill of possibly getting caught made the experience so much more exhilarating, and I knew this guy wouldn't last long.

He was built heavily - his biceps and chest could easily take on 80 kilos, as far as I can gauge. He had a fairly flat tummy with only a smidgen of body fat to hide the ripples. His nipples were rock hard, but not steroidal - which meant most of those muscles were most likely due to weights, rather than drugs.

Most importantly, his dick was quite long but thin. I would say around 7 inches long, and beautifully pink in its rage. It was rock hard and his balls, slightly dark compared to the rest of this pale body, were cupped close to his skin. That was when I knew he was not going to last long.

Before I knew it, ayun.

He came furiously, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. His handsome face seemed like it was going to explode, and his dick shot four gobs onto his chest before his hand suddenly slowed its pace.

At that point, I knew the game was over. As he drew his hand to close the door, mine mirrored his. Muscle Marys don't go for slobs like moi, so these fleeting moments are all I could ever really afford. :-)

It's an explosion (my love for you!)

2009-01-03T02:25:00.000-08:00

Hello, 1989, este 2009! Mabuhae (and Menudo)! And welcome to the old blog of Marcoi! Walang nagbago, folks! Ding pa rin, as always.

Before anything else, mabuhae to:

rik: hija! Honest, trying to be good (GOOD DAW O!) akish pero nakuh! Iba na ang gulong ng vuhae!

Anon: Ate, marami akong haunts - this one is near Broadway - but the best is still Centrepoint Tower. Winner, ate, winner!

ANYway, today, may I go to la gym - siyempre kailangang gandacious pa rin even if 42-28-36 ang lola niyo (Talagang projecting Anna Nicole Smith, noh!?). Of course, medyo good ghurl in the treadmill (with matching Gwyneth heels, ha!) pero hanggang duon lang. In the change rooms, siyempre kick off the heels and then, parade in evening gown with slit hanggang kili-kili till EVER!

Now when I got to the steam room, there were already two guys there and I sat right smack in the middle of them. One was around 6'1 with ala-Prince Harry cheeks. Kinda cute (but not as cute as my Oli!) but could have been cuter if he had different glasses perhaps. He was bulky in all the right places with a little bit of baby fat to spare. He could be a looker, but he was one of those people who had to really dress well and package themselves prettiously in order for heads to turn. But of course, alam mo naman me! Like Benetton, I'm colours of the world!

ANYway, the second guy in the room is someone I have seen before. He had a thin frame about him, with scruffy facial hair and patches of dark hair in all the right places. Last I saw him, he was wearing board shorts, and was trying desperately to peek at what I had underneath my short white towel.

This time, I wasn't going to let him down - this time, with feelings pa! *Laban, bakla! LABAN!*

I leaned back and let my short towel hike up my leg. At that point, it won't take either of them anything more than a lean forward and then my non-procreating family jewels will be as exposed as Janet Jackson's nipple.

And they took the bait. At first, Mr. Prince Harry leaned a bit and did the whole casual "Let-me-stretch-in-an-awkward-position-and-peek" position. I leaned back and let him ogle. I wasn't too sure whether he was playing with himself or not, but I just closed my eyes so that he can stare without anyone noticing. When I opened my eyes, I looked to my right and realised that my Scruffy Hair had crossed his legs in such a manner that the tip of his dick was peering out of this thigh.

This of course gave Mr. Prince enough a reason to get it on, but as he stood up to let loose his erection, someone came in. That definitely destroyed the mood.

I think Prince became a bit self-conscious and left the room - which was sad, because the interloper stayed for a wonderful 30 seconds before leaving again.

That left me and Scruffy in the room. I decided to make things easier for Scruff, and I just dropped my towel, leaving me in my starkers. He was definitely staring at this point, and with my fingertips casually rubbing my head, he definitely was in playing mood. Because this was the steam sauna, everyone who passed by could easily see us, so we had to play it cool.

When we knew that there was no one else around, we both hungrily grabbed each other's cock and jacked off mutually. His fingers were just all over the place - he wanted to finger me, play with my head and jack me off at the same time. His dick was relatively longer than mine, but mine was definitely thicker. I guess that was about right, given the fact that he was thinner than I was.

Anyway, we had less than a minute to ourselves, our eyes alert for the sign of any intruders, our hands frantically moving up and down on each other's members. It was an awesome feeling, the thrill of knowing how bad this can get if we were caught, paired with the knowledge this was forbidden in more than one level (at least, in my case).

I felt his dick stiffen a bit more, as my hands grew more adventurous and heated in its movement, but we both had to stop once I saw someone walking closer to the steam room. Although he didn't enter the room, I felt it was too risky - so I stopped my hand movements and so did he.

At that moment, Prince moved out of his shower stall and saw my hard member bobbing up and down through the glass. His hand reached over to his own penis and played with it, all the while staring at me and Scruff. He knew that there was someone coming closer so he stopped as well, but he had that look of longing in his face - and perhaps even loneliness. I felt bad for him - really.

Anyway, because I had a feeling the guy outside the stall was slow to leave, I decided to cut the whole thing short. I stood up, leaving Scruff with a state of "Why!?!?!?" written all over his face. I went to the showers and had a rinse, only to hear the staff adjacent mine open as well.

It was Scruff, and he (along with his penis) was not going down without a fight. As I scrubbed and washed away, he was playing his dick, still rock hard, all the while looking at me. Now that was a sign to behold.

I decided - why not? I took my dick, opened my door a bit, turned around for the full-on effect and jacked myself off to a raging hard-on. Scruff was looking straight at me the entire time, his hands racing against time and opportunity. Within a minute, he came, his dicks churning three spurts of cum which came flying out onto his chest. It dripped down his lean frame and a look of utter fatigue fell on his face.

I smiled, my dick still throbbing but unspent, and closed the door.

Ending the year with a BANG!

2008-12-30T17:14:00.000-08:00

A Gang Bang!

...joke.

Bago the tsismis, hello muna to Nurse! Long time, no hear! So nice to see, young familiar faces! Halluuuu and Merry Christmas! Happy New Year olzo! Mwah mwah!

ANYhuei, my last kuwento for the year before we move on to 2009!

Last weekend, I decided to brave the Boxing Day sale crowds and jump into the mall. I lasted a grand total of 45 minutes before I decided "Chenks, but no chenks!" I have this utter respect for my personal space, and when people are rubbing my body and they are ngetpa, I'm zourie, but fweh!

As I headed out to the bus stop, I decided to drop by the park toilets. Now, I know very well that this toilet is cruisy at night, but I figured it was daytime so little chance of getting into mischief, right?

We-he-hell.

The loo was fairly needing of a new coat of paint, and the doors leading to the toilet were quite squeeky. When I entered the toilet area, there were four cubicles, two on each side of the wall. I went into one and proceeded to do by thing. When I finished my official business, I noticed two guys opposite me, with their backs turned to me. Now there is nothing with this scenario....

...except I don't think there was any peeing - only peering.

After a minute of staring at them (yes, the care bear stare, girls), they both turned around to face me, with their dicks raging hard and strong.

*Ka-ching!*

One of them was white, pretty young - maybe around late 20's (sige, binuking na ang aking age). When he turned around, his dick was pretty long, but quite thin. He was cute face-wise, but nothing to write home about. He was obviously liking the perversity of it, but I also got the impression he was new in the scene. He looked nervous, but utterly delirious. After a minute of panicked wanking, he decided that he didn't want the trouble, so he left.

Which left me and the other guy - now, the other guy was not a looker. He had lovely dark skin, and I would assume that he was either Aboriginal or Maori. He was probably 5'9, in his late 50's and although he might have been handsome at one point in his life, it was clear he was not aging as gracefully as one would hope.

Still, I thought, for someone his age, he looked alright... and then I saw his dick.

HOLEYPAKSIET! It was around 7 inches, but it was massively fat and his foreskin was obscenely long! The penis itself was quite dark, but the head and part of the shaft was bright pink! It was the stuff of legend! EYELOVEIT!

He played with his dick a bit, running his foreskin back and forth, revealing a very angry member. It was so hypnotic! The few times I had my eyes off it, he was looking intently at me or my penis, as though he wanted to eat me alive (or at least my dick).

There were times we would take one step towards each other, and then be disturbed by the sound of the outer doors opening. We would have just enough time to get ourselves organised so that there will be a facade of straightness. This happened at least three times - but on the fourth try, we got lucky. I grabbed his member and jacked it off like there was no tomorrow. I loved the feel of it! His dick was just a sight to behold and rubbing his foreskin almost made me want to come. I played his foreskin and head until I could no longer contain myself. I went down on my knees and sucked his hard cock as deeply as I could.

It was such an amazing sensation! Just feeling his foreskin roll back against my throat made me want to bathe in his cum, and his balls were just as beautiful as the rest of his body! I loved every second of it, and I just wished I had a condom to make things more interesting... :-)

But then we heard the usual squeek of the door, and we rushed back to our usual positions, pretending to be peeing, when we were both controlling the throbbing pulses of our dicks. I was breathing heavily and I swear I was drunk in amazement! I loved it!

When I heard the interloper leave, I turned around to finish the deed... but he was gone. I looked around in the urinals and there was no sign of him. He was gone. I went back to the cubicle and noticed some spots on the floor. Maybe he had finished the act by his lonesome. Maybe not. Who knows at this point?

I left the loo with a raging hard on because I was hoping I could catch another glimpse of this guy, but he was definitely gawnski. I wish I had my way with him.

Oh well. Happy new year, folks! Here's to 2009!

Before the new post

2008-12-23T07:38:00.000-08:00

I just wanted to greet everyone a MERRY CHRISTMAS!

(a) Can: Thank you for dropping by - and your patience with my entries. I am sure I will be more on the ball this coming new year... or so I hope!

(b) Ash: I know! There is this one boy though - he's around 5'6" lang pero DAKOTA JONES! I think I blogged about him around 2 years ago... I still have fantasies - FANTASIES DAW O!

(c) Quentin: haynakusisTRUE! I too have issues with my crow's feet! Honezt! Sabi ng friend ko very Rogue daw ang aking white hair! Ako naman, letch! Buti na lang friend ko ang Oil of Olay! Regenerist forevah!

More misadventures next week! Promise!

Napako ang Pangako!

2008-12-16T16:43:00.000-08:00

NaKuhLedesma! I totally didn't realise na wis na my schedule for the blog. So much for my fortnightly updates!

Anyway, about a week ago, I decided to take a break from work and HELLO! When I got there, I saw a gruffy workman coming out of the stall, with what was definitely a frown on his face. Given his demeanor, I decided that (a) he was definitely not PLU and (b) as cute as he could have been, the scowl definitely prevented me from appreciating what faded beauty was on his face.

After he washed his hands and left the loo, I decided to go to the glory cubicle, hoping that he didn't leave too much of a stench. He didn't. But he did cement the hole - now my favourite spot in this building is gone, thanks most likely to an overzealous worker, who decided to file a report. Fair enough, though - let's face it! There *is* a right time and place for these things, but being flawed human beings (as all human beings are flawed), we do have quirks from time to time.

So there I was, wondering what to do next, when I saw a very big note on the wall, in what was best described as splotchy blue ink. It said "All Gays Blow Dogs". I was half-tempted to write something like "Like your mother" but decided to do the civilised thing. Having noticed the wetness of the ink, I got a wad of tissue and rubbed it all off.

Yan. Much better.

Anyway, I was about to leave when I noticed the usual door opening and the footsteps of an eager beaver coming closer. I peered through the crack on the door, and I saw this short Asian guy, maybe around 5'4" with short hair and glasses - cute, actually. From afar, feeling mo 14 lang siya, but as he walked closer, I knew he was closer to my age (18... CHOZ!).

Anyway, it was a bit more difficult without the glory hole. For one, when he went to the cubicle beside mine, I didn't know if he was there on official business or not. Avah, malay moh, noh! Buti na lang, after a few minutes, I saw the ever familiar tapping of the shoes and boom. Gaym na gaym na!

At first, I just wanted to show and tell, but he was quite persistent (the little buggah!). So after a few minutes of groping, he decided to take matters in his own hands. He buckled up and stumbled out of his cubicle. He gently knocked on my door and I opened it. In he went, down came the pants, and there went his hands.

And my gulay he was good! Sa totoo lang, I love a good handjob (who doesn't, noh?) but what was better was the blowjob. He bent down and started sucking on my dick like there was no tomorrow. Despite his small frame, he took my dick very well, and gave the ever complimentary "You have an awesome dick."

Siyempre, ako naman "Chenkyu" while lamon siya.

When I saw his dick, I so wasn't shocked to see how small it was. Medyo obvious naman noh! However, what surprised me was the foreskin. Actually, cut siya but the length of his "leftovers" was impressive! To be honest, it was like he was uncut! That's how long it was.

I didn't have the heart to suck it (kasi naman thin ang ari niya plus only 3 inches long) but I did play around with it for a while. As he was going down on me, I saw how beautiful his dick was. He trimmed his pubes fairly short (either that, or he was naturally sparse, which could very well be the case), which really highlighted his throbbing member.

And then a thought came into my head: My god, it really is like a 14 year old boy's penis.

...and I lost my erection. A few seconds later, I left.

The Fast Life Part Deux

2008-12-02T19:39:00.000-08:00

DEUXmeh! Sorry at napako ang aking "Monday promise" Super busy and work. Tomorrow is my big presentation at siyempre, may I procrastinate ang lolah niyo! Ovcorz!

Before I make continue the kuwento (channeling Kris Aquino daw o!), hellos to...

Quentin: I wiiiieeesh! Having said that, I do prefer chorizos to frankfurters, noh! *Ganon!*

Joaqui: Oh, this one is interesting. I'd loooove to get your feedback.

-o-o-

Now, to make continue (talagang mali, noh?) the kuwentoes, there I was, in the cubicle, waiting for Espanyol to came on dhaun. Ako naman, sige! Excited! Cute naman siya - not perfect specimen but fufwe for ziyur!

He went into the cubicle and didn't even pretend to pee. He sat down, peered into the hole and looking at his hand movements, I knew he was playing with his member. His dark forearm was rubbing up and down between his legs, and through the glory hole, his bright smile was a sharp contrast to his dark skin.

Now, I like to play show and tell - possibly because it's a nice way to start but more likely it's because I am a perv (and proud of it! Talaga divah!). So I stood up, inches away from the hole and did my show. As soon as I knew I was about to blow, I stopped and sat on the bowl, my eyes on the glory hole level.

He looked at me, smiled and stood up to do his bit - and that's when I saw it.

His dick was long and thin.... and spotty white. At first, I thought it was an evil rash or a burn mark of some sort, but after staring at it for a while, I knew it was neither. He had vitiligo.

Now, this promotes a problem. Do I play around with someone who has an ugly dick (and it was ugly as!) or do I stay on the conservative side? Damn this "pretty" upbringing! As a child, anything ugly was avoided - so now dilemma, dilemma!

While the debate was raging through my head, Spotty was there, playing along. And then, he became more adventurous. He popped out of his cubicle, one hand pulling on his pants in order to avoid exposing himself silly in public, the other knocking on my door.

*Dilemma, dilemma*

After careful consideration, caution to the wind (as if! Drama daw, o!) and I opened the door. He rushed in, and ordered me to sit on the toilet. With much gusto, he began sucking me off. And God, was he good. For the first 10 seconds, he handled my dick as though it had swarovski crystals... but after that, he began pumping like a piston on overdrive. It was really heavenly!

After a minute or two, I felt the need to seed. I pushed away his head and blew my load in my hand. I saw his rock hard dick and actually wanted to suck on it... but I just couldn't bear to! Parang super gross, kasi mukhang may leprosy and all (I know, I know! How selfish the bading!).

I am sure I will regret this selfish action of mine, but I mumbled my thanks and left the cubicle in a rush, his face showing all the shock that was justifiable given the circumstances.

Would you have sucked this? (NSFW)

The Fast Life

2008-11-27T18:36:00.000-08:00

Before anything else, HELLOS to:

1. Turismo: Ako, I love everything that is meat... except seafood. (I love these puns)

2. Rik: As McVie says, not all the time, hija! I don't talk about the times when I get rejected and MY GOD, that happens a LOT.

3. QX: Chambahan lang yan, promise! Keep an eye out and I swear mapapansin mo rin sila.

4. JM: If the previous entry was bitin, you are sooooo going to hate this one.

5. Canmaker: Hello there! I've never seen your name before but welcome, welcome, hija! (Talagang gracious hostess! EVER!) Sorry about the delays in posting - I will be better at this, promise!

As usual, things are hectic at the office and when they are, it's always good to get some release, kahit mega quicky lang.

It was a Wednesday afternoon. As usual, mid-week blues. Everyone is lethargic, but no choice siyempre kamish! Fight, Brite Floor Wax, Hindi basta kumukupas! (Super dated hirit!) Ako, over it! Super! So I decided to take a stroll... and when I mean by stroll, I mean, alam mo na!

So there I was again, waiting for a star to fall (CHOZ!). After a few minutes, wala! So I decided to call it a day... just as I stood up, I heard the opening of a door and the familiar sound of footsteps coming towards moi.

Game!

He was in his late 30's, I think - very thin but very cute. What made him appealing was that he had a little redness in his hair that I love in men! Honezt! What turned me on, I think, was the fact he was a geek - he had glasses on, and he reeked of nerd (LOVE IT!)

As he sat down, he looked at the glory hole and smiled! Definitely game, I thought. So we then played the good ole show and tell - through the hole, I showed my hard on, he showed me his. It was great, but I knew he was impatient (and let's face it, so was I!).

I knelt down and his hand started its groping. He went up and down my leg (thank God, I did my leg workout that morning) before it landed right on my dick. He gave it a tug and he had the softest hands! I loved it! It was like fucking clouds (or at least that's how I imagined it to be). I knew I was getting close but I didn't want to go before I see his, so I moved away from the stall wall and motioned with my hand.

HIs dick popped out in a few seconds and though it was thinner than mine, it was definitely longer. And his nuts were HUGE, redder than most white folks, I thought. I gave it a tug, and my god, his moans were load. I knew we were the only ones there, but still, I felt they could hear him all the way in Iceland (exag).

The sad thing was in a few seconds, he came. As in, super fast. I wasn't too sure why but his white seed was on the floor and in my hand in less than a minute. He packed his manhood in his pants, and was out of the cubicle in a flash.

Then I heard the door open again, and this time, a handsome Spanish guy came. He was very thin as well, but very cute. He was looking directly at my door as he was walking, and with his smile, I knew he knew I was watching him. Ako naman, fight!

(to be continued on Monday! Promise!)

Fitness Daw o!

2008-11-16T13:32:00.000-08:00

Yes, folks, my job is still a beeeetch. Ang magandang balita: super galing ang lola niyo so pinahaba ang aking kauntrak! Yes, may trabaho ako habang may recession kaya chicka till ever! Ang problema by June, wis na akong trabaho. Mali ata ang aking dezishen to quit. Oh well. Janyan talaga ang life.

*Anyway* last night, may I workout akish sa aking local gym. Alam mo naman - kailangang kumasya pa sa swim suit! Baka matalo sa competishen! *choz*

So while I was working out, I noticed there were a few more beefcakes in the house. In Fitness First, it was a lot of VERY pretty people, but not a lot of beefcakes. What caught my eye in this gym that the beefcakes were really beefy! Pero naman di puwedeng sumilip dahil a lot of them are straight. I dunno - I think I can tell.

Anyway, there were only 20 of us in the weights area at that time, so it was an easy workout. No waiting for people to finish, no alternating for machines. Strangely enough, there were only two of us who were in the "average" body category. The rest were either beefy or porky. The other "average" guy was kinda cute in a rough kind of way. He has a neatly trimmed goatee and he had piercings that screamed "Fuck away from me".

So everyone did.

Anyway, after the workout I decided to shower and sauna. As I was in the taking off my clothes to head to the shower, I noticed Pierce walk by with a VERY short towel around his waist. Ako naman: cute. Pero deadma. Besides, at that point, there were tonnes of guys in various degrees of undress around me that I just had to perve.

My favourite was the Mediterranean guy with the most awesome arms. He was definitely a (straight) gym bunny and he walked back and forth from his locker to the shower wearing nothing, with his hand protecting his privates. I knew he was straight - just maybe quite forgetful. When he did forget to protect his manoy, what I was quite nice. Thick if hard, for sure, but lovely fat foreskin.

My second favourite was the beefcake bodybuilder with tattoos galore. He had one with an Indian tee pee-like symbol in the back that stretched from his left shoulder all the way to the right shoulder. It was really nice (and quite unique, from my perspective). You can clearly see he was a former bodybuilder and he goes to the gym to keep up his shape rather than compete. He strutted around in his undies the way competitive bodybuilders would wear their posing trunks, and my God, his body was gorgeous! What's better is that he is clearly a showoff. At one point, off went the trunks and he was showing his cut penis for all the world to see. It was quite nice - average to be perfectly honest, but the whole package made it very nice to look at. I loved it!

Anyway, after all the eye-worthy men had gone, I went into the showers and popped into the sauna. Pierce was still there with his very short towel, and my God, you can see his wonderfully pink balls. They were huge!!! I sat beside him as there were other people around. There I was, minding my own business when I realised Pierce was trying to not-so-subtly peek at my manhood. I wore a blue towel that covered my privates... but not that well.

Ako naman, "Aha! Fight!"

I managed to discretely lift the tip of my towel so he sees my tip of my head - but not all of it (syempre, pasimple noh!) And then, the two guys beside me left and we were all alone.

I think all the perving made me and Pierce a bit horny, because by the second the coast was clear, caution was thrown to the wind. He slowly began to unravel his thin but long penis, while I showed my shorter but thicker member. He had a nice one, to be honest. It was very light compared to the rest of his body, and I think he was cut (or his foreskin had been pulled back). He trimmed his pubes (everyone does apparently) He began to jack off slowly and I did the same. It was so thrilling - looking at each other's penis while watching out for people who might disrupt us. He had such a hungry look about him and I loved it. I pretended to not care of course (pa-meh-hen daw o!) but I loved seeing his hand move about his dick. I saw the pulsing of a vein on the side of his dick, mirroring the vein running alongside his arm. Loved it!

We were both about to hit rock hardness when an interloper popped into the picture. Shet. We tried our hardest (pun intended) to appear nonchallant, but I think the jig was up. I decided to git while the going was good, and in a few minutes, so did he.

I could have asked for his number - but I'm not that cruel or evil. At least, not yet.

Bitin noh?

I really should be shot

2008-11-04T12:36:00.000-08:00

Things are very busy here at work. I go to work at around 8 and leave at around 7. I get paid by the hour so I don't mind pero djoz meh! I am very VERY tired.

I came to work today Nutella in one hand, coffee in the other. As I stood waiting for the elevator, an nice old woman started chatting me up (commonplace here in Australia). While we were talking about the weather (or kung ano mang chuva), she kept on gesturing at her cheek, like flicking at a tick that wasn't there.

It was only when we got to the elevator that she finally broke: "Dearie, you have toothpaste on your cheek."

I turned to the mirror and sure enough, I saw the white speck.

"Thank you," I smiled. I didn't have the heart to tell her it wasn't toothpaste. It was horny Oli leftovers.

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I promise to update this once a fortnight. Ayan! It is etched in stone.

Quick and Easy

2008-10-07T15:38:00.000-07:00

A very interesting phenomenon among bading circles - the married man. He comes into a beat, looks cool and calm on the outside – but has a strange undercurrent of tension and giddy excitement on his face. He looks around, scans whether there is anyone worth the risk, and gets into action… only to pop out of the action a few minutes later, his seed and libido spent.

I had one such experience yesterday. I was in the loo and waiting for action before the team meeting began. I wasn’t too sure it was a good idea to kill time in a toilet beat, pero alam mo naman ang lola niyo – fita in the fighter talaga!

At around 5 to the hour, a man walked in. I peeked through the cracks in the wall… and jelloooo! There he was indeedy. He was obviously not part of the building – he had an air around him that says “I work in the CBD.” As in, super out of place siya. He was short (around 5’9”), very strange among the Greek populace. I could tell he was of Mediterranean origin, because of the way his facial features just framed his face. His facial hair was trimmed in an angular manner, and his eyes were just piercing. His brows were thick and his curls slicked back with what seemed likely to be expensive hair product. He was not the most handsome specimen, but the way he carried himself definitely helped.

In short, medyo metorsexual sya.

He walked into the cubicle right beside mine, and began the usual spiel. However, the minute he sat down, his face made a beeline to the gloryhole. I knew he was a PLU. He saw me jacking off and looking at the hole furtively, and then he did a strange thing. He stood up, his pants held up by the tent in his loins. He opened the door and got out with a jock bulge in his undone pants. He went to my door, and looked through my door crack. At that point, I felt – sige na nga!

I opened my door and he came in to my cubicle. He sat up on the toilet bench (long story) while I sat on the toilet bowl. There I sucked off his wonderful cock. Despite his height, his cock was pretty impressive. It was around 6 in long, but the width was more than adequate. It was a nice fat one, compared to his lean frame. He had a relatively long foreskin, as it was still covering his head adequately on top of the hard-on.

As soon as he sat down, I grabbed his dick and started sucking on his wonderful member (I just love Greek guys). Normally, guys just sit down and relax. But this guy was more than that. He lifted his butt to meet my face thrusts and I had his dick filling my mouth with its length and girth. I had my hands on his wonderfully hairy ass (LOVED IT!) and held on for dear life. I looked up at him and met the deep gaze of his eyes. The expression on his face screamed “Yeah! More!”

However, no longer than a minute passed when I suddenly felt a hotness in the back of my throat. Holy banana. He came in my mouth. Now, normally, I would hate guys who do that without permission. It’s just such an invasive thing to do, really. However, I didn’t mind that much. He sat back to catch his breath and I did what I could to “clean up” his mess.

After a few seconds, he stood up, his pants still undone and his dick still exposed. He was still holding on to his pants when he got down from the bench and that’s when I noticed the gold ring on his finger. I asked him if he was married, and he sheepishly said “Yea” as he got out of my cubicle. He went to the next cubicle and fixed himself there.

Now, a hundred little things were doing on in my head, and they were still there when I stepped out of the loo and into my meeting. They only disappeared when I finally shook the hand of the area manager.

“Whoa.” He said.

Then I realised I didn’t properly wash my hand, and I most likely gave him a little bit of cum.

“Sorry. Alcogel.” I said.

*Right*

The Promise of a New Day

2008-09-28T02:49:00.000-07:00

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.

Ang fagbabalik!

2008-09-08T20:53:00.000-07:00

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!*

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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.

We-hell.

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."

Violet: a colourful blog entry long over due

2008-09-02T17:06:00.000-07:00

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.

*ayun*

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.

Snoring.

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.

In the words of Chaka Khan: Through the Fire!

2008-08-25T23:27:00.000-07:00

Well, folks, I may have walked out on Oli but believe it or not, back together again kami.

See, the thing is: I know I am not perfect. Hello! Super dami kong flaws, noh?! So when Oli made sayad (or whatever the term is), ako naman, sige. Cool. Calm. Collected. I walked out so that he can calm down and I can compose myself. Siyempre, you know me, ever Ruffa (read: walang kupas na pokpok).

ANYway, I sent an SMS saying that I was going to church (which was true, ha!) pero I stopped off at a local toi-lay. At first, I wasn't too sure I was in the mood, but what the banana, divah? What do I have to lose? I already felt like zigzag, adidas and betamax (referring to the chicken bbq entrails) in an Ayala Alabang Christmas Bazaar (I have no idea what I am talking about here, so whatever you are thinking of, you are probably right).

So I went into a cubbie and there were two others looking underneath their cubicle doors. One was young, pandakis and not so well hung, but very cute. The other... I don't know. Kasi naman he didn't show his face, his body or his patutie. So ako naman, whatever, drama, chuvah. I care not. My motto is play and display at kung may kumagat, ghame!

After a while, the short guy stood up, buttoned up his pants, and flushed the toilet. One of two things can happen next: it's either he wants to go now without getting off, or he is game for a live show.

Now, a live show is when you open your cubicle door and pretend to pee, while actually jacking off. If others are game for a live show and you are sure that no other civvies are there (bawal ang minor de edad! Remember!), they too will open their cubicle doors and the fun begins.

It just so happened that I was more than ready for the fun to begin. By the time shorty had opened his door, my door was already wide open and my back was to him. Given my arm movements, I am sure he knew what I was up to. By the time I tilted my head to the side to see what he was doing, there was no mistaking what was on his mind - his cock was out and about and ready to meet the world.

Taking on his bravado, I turned around to show my stiff cock. He stepped out into the corridor and so did I. Of course, at this point, we were confident that there were only four people in the room, and the other two were peering underneath the cubbie doors to see what was happening. What I found strange was the person who was occupying the cubbie door directly in front of mine. He barely showed his cock while I was looking underneath the cubicles and now that two of us were jacking off in the corridors, he was just peering through the crack on the wall where he had also lined with toilet paper. As in, he took a *lot* of effort to make sure he wasn't seen by people.

Ako naman, shirley. Vahala ka sa vuhae moh. I am here to cum - care ko kung gaym siya or not. So may I laro kami ni shorty. He as definitely smaller and slimmer than I was, but he really didn't want me to touch or suck him. Ako naman, ok lang. I know that some people are just into the whole voyeurism thing and I can respect that. So there we were, jacking off in front of the other two cubicles whose occupants were still trying to get a good view of us.

After a while, I think Mr. Shy (the one with the toilet-paper-covered cubicle) decided to out himself.

And I was in shock.

Well, he was old. As in around 60 years old. Minimum. Kita mo naman sa feiz, eh. PERO, my ghad! Ang katawan!!! As in, muscles galore and more to spare. He was built like a tank and when he finally showed his penis. LOKISH! It was around 7 inches long but with an immense head. As in, super big head with a super thick foreskin.

*eyeluvit!*

Before shorty got it, I grabbed it and jacked it off. After I realised how big it was, I decided to suck it and in the exact same time, I came all over the floor.

That was when someone came in. We all shuffled to our respective cubicles and fixed myself. When I knew that everything was clear, I came out with a wad of tissues to clean up my residue (siyempre naman I look after the place, noh!) and left.

When I came back home, Oli and I had a talk and he apologised for shouting at me. Ako naman, ok lang. I love Oli, (trust me - I do) but if he treats me like shit, I can always go somewhere where I can get my rocks off.

No one cares for me like I can, so if he's not willing to treat me well, it's no skin off my nose. I can take care of myself.

TARAYNGBAKLA! *choz*

Hellos:
1. Quentin: The resignation letter was long pending. Separate incident, honest. :-)

2. JM: MWAH! Yun lang. :-)

3. rik: Well, I hope to bump into you once you come over. Pero naman wag sa toilet! CHOZ! :-D

Dramas Before the Violet Post

2008-08-23T20:28:00.000-07:00

After the beautimous harrassment suit that went quickly down the drain, I have a new drama in my life. I guess the fates decided that a few torturous weeks weren't enough.

Nagaway kami ni Oli kaninang umaga. For some strange reason, we were talking about the walang kamatayang bading na diver na nanalo ng gold. Ewan ko ba kung bakit, pero bigla ba namang nagalit ang lokah sa akin with matching sigaw.

Well, ako for one, hindi ako pinalaki ng nanay ko para maging punching bag o door mat ni no man (or is it "nino man"? Ewan ko ba vah). So, I did what any Ms. Universe finalist would do.

Smile. One step back. Walk out.

As in, I gracefully got my gym bag and went to the gym. Had lunch. Went to the office (on a Sunday!). Printed my resignation letter. Slipped it under my manager's door. And here I am now.

Now what will I do now? I don't know for sure. I definitely don't want to see Oli until tonight. I'm pretty sure I will go to church later (good girl ako, a! Every Sunday... well, second Sunday...) and then... I don't know. Maybe I will hada - because I can.

See, the scary thing about me is once you cross me, there is little chance of going back. As in, sa tingin mo crayola akish if I walk out on Oli. Hindeh, no! Maraming distractions sa mundo, and I *refuse* to cry over a man. Once was enough, chenkyu.

ANYway, as usual...

1. kurisu: Sinabi mo, sister! Feeling ko talaga may bagong title ako: Reyna Facade!

2. quentin: To be honest, ghurl, I don't know. Feeling ko may sayad siya - honest. My manager actually told me before about her, but I didn't know she was one bottle cap short of Kikkoman (read: may toyo).

3. gibo: In fairness, di naman sya Chaka. In fact, may pagka-Beyonce sya... if Beyonce was dragged through the mud, plopped through a grater and whipped with an egg beater, as a child. Ay, ang sama ko. My solicitor will not be happy. So, I take it back.

*choz!*

4. joaqui: Nakuh, no thanks. She would have to invade a public men's toilet if she wants to see my goods! (GANON!)

On a serious note: I hope you're ok. Medyo feeling ko, rollercoaster time for you, so I hope you have your seatbelt fastened and you are holding on to the rails. This too will end soon.

5. ash: JHURL! Nice to know you are up and about. I felt talaga you had vacated my life (chicka!). I was about to write a comment on your little mermaid piece pero decided against it. I heard the most fantabulous gay version of that song. One of these days I will email you a copy (if I could find it, that is).

Nakish!

2008-08-18T21:18:00.000-07:00

I hate the fact that I do not have time to update this blog. In my previous entry, I was about to end the rainbow series - in fact, this upcoming one is violet, about the waiter I had "sex" with during my first visit to a sauna here (back in the late 90's!).

But while planning for it, one of my psychoholic workmates filed a sexual harrassment against moi! Now this is a problem because (a) hindi ko type ang girl, and (b) I have only talked to her thrice in the time I have been here in Sydney, AND (c) she is reported things that could not possibly be true.

To elaborate point (c), she talked about (c1) my foreskin and how (c2) we talked about my foreskin and (c3) I showed it to her. Now, this is a problem because (d1) I don't have a foreskin, which means (c1) and (c3) could not be true. Also, the only extended discussion (more than 5 minutes) I've had psychoholic girl was when I explained the functions of the new office photocopying machine, and I guarantee you ladies and gentlemen that there was, is or will ever be anything sexual about a photocopying machine, unless I'm having sex on top of it in which case will never EVER be with psychoholic girl but with... let's say, Jean Franko or Daniel Marvin
or Pedro Andreas... OR all three of them!

Hindi naman ako garapal, noh???

So yun. The suit was convened and after my submission of documents and trial and chuvah, I was acquitted. The girl left the office, yelling and screaming for bloody vengence, to which
the office manager whispered "Good riddance."

To be honest, I never harrassed anyone... ok, at least to the point of showing my penis. Parang hellO! Hindi naman ako bobing, noh? Hayok? Yes. Malandi? Yes. Tanga? Straight? No - on both counts.

Yan ang mahirap kapag no one in the office knows about my sexuality - not that there is any reason for disclosure. Parang I could tell everyone about me, but I choose not to.

ANYway, liberated na ang bakla and now I can move on. I am planning on changing jobs, something that I thought about before this whole controversy came about. My manager knows naman and after this incident, she said she would give me glowing recommendations still.

My life goes on. The last of the rainbow will rise in the next week or so. Stay tuned...

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Quentin: HELLOoooo! Sorry I was not able to meet you! I took down na my special spot in 357. Nice naman siya, noh? I had my first curry there! Yum! Galore! Oh the memories...

Gibo: Believe it or not, there is no part two. Super engot naman me during that time. I would not have known what to do about a penis dangling down my throat, honest!!!

RiK: Siyempre kunwari virginal, noh!? It's the Reyna Elena in me... and yes, Digo is VERY malinis! I googled his name and apparently, he's still playing random gigs now and such. Pero sadly, married. *sigh-yang* On a more serious note, I hope you are ok. You have to tell me what the hell happened to you??? Sister!!! You based here ba or in Manila?

Archie: Medyo. Honest, I really wish I had been more on the ball that night (pun intended)

Commuter: Oh, just for the record, from memory, it was a fat note. :-D

Turismo: Mismo, hija! Mismo!

Onai: I know, I know! Going down memory lane kasi eh! Promise the next few updates will make up for it!... Once I get the time to do it all, that is.

Joaqui: Don't hate me, but there is no part 2... :-( I hope the next few entries will make up for it.

InDigo

2008-08-02T00:42:00.000-07:00

Pabati muna:

1. turismo: For me, it's balbon and utong. Utong story will cap the Rainbow (re)Collection.

2. archiemb: I know... How I wish I had more guts in my youth. So much wasted opportunity.

3. gibo & dabo: We all miss out, in one way or another, di ba? It's all a matter of catching up, I think! :-D

4. princhecha: naku, your highness. dapat gawan ng paraan! di va? *tili*

5. joaqui: Ah, yes. The memories of youthful masturbation.

6. commuter: we are all guilty of these tittilating adventures, aren't we? :-D

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I have to confeyzun to make. This is actually one of the reasons why I wanted the Rainbow (re)Collection Stories. This is my story with Digo.

The year was 1993, and I took time off studies to focus on those two things I thought I could do for life – theatre and modeling. Let’s face it – the cameras, the pictures on magazines, the multitudes looking at you on stage… I was an attention whore (in a lot of ways, I still am) and I LOVED IT.

However, I never really felt I knew where to go and how to start. I signed up to an independent theatre/singing group to start with, and that was when I met Digo. He was heading the choral group at that time, and my God, he was gorgeous. He was short, but still very attractive - he had milky soft skin that was such a strong contrast to his wild, wavy hair. He had wide eyes that mirrored his enthusiastic way of doing things. It’s like he’s always on Red Bull – but he does so that you never think he’s putting on an act or anything. While signing up, he smiled at me, and I knew I was at home with him. Although I was there for the acting part, I signed up initially for the choral.

As musical director, he basically trains us with our vocal technique and whatnot – and he was amazing. We would always spend our weeknights practicing and such, and of course, because we lived relatively close, we would end up drinking after practice with other select guys in the group.

One night, our drinking spree ended with the two of us on a laughing trip fueled by nonsensical jokes and what felt like 14 gallons of beer each. I knew I was toasted and for the first time in years, I felt alive.

At the top of our voices, we started singing “Galileo” by the Indigo Girls, a duo whom Digo loved to bits. It was one of my favourite choral songs and when we sang it, we just clicked vocally. It felt like magic to my ears.

“Hoy! Tumigil nga kayo diyan!”

Again, to MY ears, it was magic. To our neighbours, it must have been a rude 2 am wake up siren.

As we kept on singing, Digo started jumping around near the song’s coda… and dramatically twisted his ankle somehow. He toppled and fell face first onto a pile of gravel. When I got to him, he was barely conscious, his breath reeking of alcohol. Because I didn’t want to bring him all the way to his house, which would have been another 20 minute walk, with me carrying most of his drunken weight, I decided to take him home with me.

When I got to the house, I realized that he had a small wound near his eye and a small stream of blood had started to trickle down. I am not one to panic (kasi feeling Florence Nightingale, di ba?!) so I got some gauze, cleaned and dressed his wound. All the while I was trying to calm Digo down, because he just kept on talking (thank God our house has thick walls!) and mumbling. I turned around to throw out all the used gauze and such, and when I turned to face Digo, he had somehow gotten the idea in his head that he was at his house. He took off his shirt and got trapped in it, so I helped him out of it.

That was when I saw how beautiful his body was. It was like looking into a pond of milk. His muscles were tight and lean in all the right places, and I couldn’t help but look at it without breathing.

My enchantment was broken when he suddenly decided to take off his pants. Because I was still virginal at the time, and yes there WAS a time I was virginal, I didn’t know what to do but I knew that this wasn’t an opportunity that would happen again.

I reached for his pants, my fingers trying desperately to unbutton his 501s. I had gotten to the last button when his eyes opened and he stared at me blankly. No anger, no happiness – in fact, no emotion whatsoever. I didn’t know what that stare meant but I knew very well the consequences of misreading it… so I did the only thing I knew I could do well: lie.

“Hinuhubad mo ang pantaloon mo. Tinutulungan lang kita. Ikukuha na kita ng pajama.”

I went to my drawer, got one of my old PJs and turned out to offer it to Digo, but he was again fast asleep, his pants rolled down to his thigh. I took off his pants for him, my eyes running back and forth his body but always alert of Digo regaining consciousness.

I put his pajamas on him and went to the other side of the bed to sleep. In the middle of the night, I woke to find him, clutching on to my arm with my hand decidedly in between his legs. I could feel part of his hard-on on my elbow.

I couldn’t breathe.

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Lyrics from Ghost by the Indigo Girls.

unknowing captor

you'll never know how much you pierce my spirit

can you hear it

a cry to be free

or i'm forever under lock and key

as you pass through me

Blue. Just blue.

2008-07-13T22:31:00.000-07:00

Before anything else:

SORRY mga televiewers kung super repeat telecast ang Misadventures. Things are a bit hectic at work, and just when I thought things were good... BOOM! Pope Benedict came. Kaya HELLO akish! Somehow I didn't think World Youth Day was going to disrupt my senses, but lalala, it did. So sorry!

And before anything else,

1. Anton & Dazedblu: Thank you for the compliment. Kaloka talaga the life here (choooooz). I hope you like this one as well. Maybe not as well written, but oh the memories...

2. Quentin: Nakuh, ghurl - WINNER ang mga all boys schools! Honest! One of these days, I will tell you my CAT story. Kalokish! Also, can't make it because I'm leaving Sydney on Tuesday (tomorrow) because we are escaping World Youth Week. Kaloka na ang mga pilgrims, ha! Sorry!!!

3. Jericho: I remember (almost) everything - basta good to the last drop.

4. Source: Thank you! :-) Mwah! And I lurve your Ms. Universe post! Can you believe Ms. America? Hello!!! Twice in a row! Kagalit! Kumulot tuloy ang extensions ko! *charingerzie!* I do hope something comes out of your JF adventure (tiliii!!!!)

5. Rik: Nakuh true! Feeling Tina Paner akish in Tamis ng Unang Halik! CHOZ! Mega dated na talaga ang mga hirit!!! :-)

6. Omega: Tama bang may teaser pero walang kuwento! ;-)

7. Onai: Take care, mate... :-)

8. Wandering: Nice to know my blog has a positive effect on some people. :-) Hope to hear more from you! :-D

9. Odin: Nakuh! Everyone has stories - it's all in the remembering, honest! :-)

10. Turismo: Pa-contest!? ZIUR! Pero maybe not today! Will log in tomorrow! Promizz~!

11. Mink: And you should see me in doggy style mode! ChO-Oz!

12. yajnat: And everyone is happy! *I hope!* :-)

13. joaqui: First love dies... but is never forgotten! Hehehe!

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Ito na! This blog entry has gone through so many delays and revisions. I will definitely finish this now because it's something I need to get out of my head.

You see, when I was a child, I have always thought of this guy (kinda NSFW) as the ideal. No joke. I saw his chest hair and I just wanted to dive into it. In fact, his second photo shoot (the one with a Pug) was so hot, I swear I got my first erection when I saw it. It doesn't matter if his facial hair was definitely fugly as (I have a love-hate relationship with moustaches) - I just felt that he was A MAN.

And that was the same year I met Blue. I will call him this because (a) he loved wearing blue jeans, and (b) he loved wearing them tight. Later on, I discovered that this phenomenon was called cameltail. He was a year below me but very active in army training (CAT). Obviously, he was quite set on becoming an officer the next year. He was clearly one of those guys who started shaving regularly at the age of 10 - and with his height, he could sure pass for an officer.

At that time, the commandant refused to have any gays in office duty, so all of them femmes had to go through the rigours along with everyone else. However, that left closet cases like me ready for the light work. I still had to do pushups like the rest of them (which was easy for me anyway), but most of the time, I was in the CAT Office, typing away and filing galore like any sexytary would do.

*grin!*

Because I had access to the office which most students don't, I was well liked by most. Some would ask me to open the office for them so that they could just chill out and relax - some considered the office their personal locker and would stash away special goods for everyone's use. One of those is the "military bible" - which is a fancy word for porn. Everyone knew there were magazines in the office, and because it reflected the macho culture of the military, the commandant didn't mind (as long as the magazines were not left out in the open).

Because I was a senior, I acted as if the magazines were beyond me (but I would secretly look at them from time to time because the guys there were hung as fire hoses!), but the juniors who were just getting into the whole business were fascinated by them.

One of them was Blue, who was at that time just starting his training with us. Because they had to learn everything there was in the training program, they would often to come to me, and ask for advice. Not surprising, really, given that I was one of the most knowledgable ones in the office but also the least threatening one.

Plus, I was easy on the eyes (KUNWARI, FOLKS!)

*ANY*way, the night before the bivouac camp, the commandant wanted us to prepare everything so that things go smoothly, and that unfortunately involved me sleeping in the office to make sure everything was done exactly as he wanted. The paperwork necessary for the job was ridiculous and tedious, so I was not looking forward to it. However, the commandant was nice enough to send me one worker to help out - Blue.

At first, deadma because really, I had way too much to think about. But after a while, it was clear that (a) Blue was cute and naive, and (b) he was eager to please, which meant (c) he will obey commands as though I were an officer. Of course, I didn't want to abuse naman ("Wear that French maid's outfit, hijo! That's a good boy!") but still, at the age of 16, what did you expect from me, noh?! I was desperate to get into trouble and Blue gave me more than enough reason to do so.

So there we were, in the office, by ourselves. And to make room for the softdrinks that would come by at around 7am the next day, we had to move several things around the office, like the desks and such. So, we did. Of course, being in a tropical country, I changed into my shorts - yes in front of him - and took off my top. Because I was doing it, he gauged that he could do so as well.

So he took off his top - and there it was. Chest hair to rival a carpet. At first I didn't want to look, but his chest was quite toned like most basketball players and he was just a stunner. His dark skin just matched his features way too well, and his body hair made everything picture perfect.

Anyway, I think he caught me staring at him because he started to get more self-conscious about his body hair. In between carrying jobs, he would cross his arms over his chest, and appear all shy and such.

"O, bakit biglang mahiyain ka?"

"Nakakahiya, eh."

"Ano? Yan?" And I tweaked his fat brown nipple.

He just laughed and playfully ducked - and of course, the nipple in question suddenly became more pronounced.

"Hindi. Medyo balbon ako e."

"Naku! Okay lang yan noh!" I proceed to poke his belly button and yank a little bit of his hair out in the process.

"Aray!" And the playfulness continued.

By midnight, we were tired and proceeded to call it a night. I asked Blue to lock the front door and timed it so that as he was coming back, he would catch me as I was undressing. When I knew he was about to enter the office, I took off my shorts and undies and proceeded to wear my boxers. At that time, fancy boxers were the fad and I was lucky enough to have a nice pair.

"O, nandiyan ka na pala. Tulog na tayo."

"Wow, ok ang shorts mo, a."

"Ito? Salamat. Medyo bago pa, pero malambot. Tignan mo." And I rubbed my fingers against the fabric, hoping he would do the same.

And he did.

"Malambot nga." And he moved to the side of the room, where it was slightly darker and he took off his pants to reveal tightie whities... and dark chocolately hairy legs.

I couldn't stop looking.

He caught me staring at him again (what was it? the fifth time that evening?).

"Uy! Wag mo naman akong tignan ng ganyan. Nahiya tuloy ako dahil medyo balbon ako."

"Ok lang yan noh! Inggit na ako eh."

Silence.

"Lahat ba kayo sa pamilya niyo balbon?"

"Hindi. Ako lang. Sabi ng tatay ko, balbon daw si lolo, pero... ewan ko nga ba. Medyo bad trip nga eh."

"Hindi, no! Swerte mo nga eh! Sana balbon din ako. Gaano ka kabalbon?"

"Ano?"

"Lahat ba balbon?"

"Oo."

"Pati bayag?"

"Oo."

"Talaga? Patingin nga?"

"Ha?!"

"Sige na! Hindi pa ako nakakakita ng bayag na balbon, eh!"

With slight reluctance, he dropped his briefs and covered his dick, only to reveal duck egg testicles hanging slightly lower than normal. His balls were covered in hair.

"Minsan, ginu-gunting ko para di naman malaswang tignan."

I moved closer to have a peek at what he had. He took one step closer to the light, and there, I had the chance to really look at it.

"Wow. Inggit ako, pare."

And I was. I took his testicles gently into my palm and using my other hand, compared it to mine. Because I was wearing boxers, it was fairly easy for me to take my balls out, which were outsized and out-haired. In a few moments, one of his hands reached out and took mine gently as well. It was so clear that his member was slightly growing but under his hand, I could not be too sure.

After a minute, his hand retracted and so did mine. We turned off the light and slept on opposite ends of the room.

I jacked off to sleep. I'm pretty sure he did as well.

Green: The Colour of a Novice Whore

2008-07-06T07:07:00.000-07:00

Hello, mga televiewers, and welcome to the fourth installment of the Rainbow series chuvah. But syempre, before anything else, shout outs:

1. Princhecha: Thank you, sister! Loving your posts as well... Still not too sure about the blackout story though... but I digress. :-)

2. John: Nakuhledesma! Once you see Sydney in all its glory (holes), maloloka kah! I will make kwento my Sydney Uni experiences soooooon.

3. Ash: Thank you, dahlin' (Feeling Southern Belle ang lolah niyo today~!)

4. Quentin: Yeah, I know I take the long way sometimes. I hope it's not boring you... :-)

5. Pachot: ThankyouThankyou! Feel free to go back to my earlier entries para you will see kapokishness in all its glory! Chuvah! :-)

6. Turismo: Yeah, just when you think I couldn't get seedier! :-D

7. Anon: And you win.... 10 POINTS! Yes, sister! Winner ang hula mo...

8. Rik: As if naman naive tayo, nohh!? The answer is: vhaklish for sure ang original designer! Winner sha! :-)

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Anyway, our story begins a million years ago... there was stirring in the primordial soup, and a small creature decided... (JOKE LANG) Actually this started sometime in the late 80's. GnR was at its peak, but believe it or not, I was gyrating till I had my fill, just like a pneumatic drill (10 points to whoever can guess the reference). The home entertainment system reached a new high (or low, depending on the listener) with the home karaoke. No longer were beer gardens the sole source of intoxicating entertainment or hilarious renditions of "My Way" with enough tonsil cringing moments to make Sinatra roll in his grave.

(cue Sharon)

High school life, oh my high school life

Ev'ry memory, kay ganda...

I was on my last year of high school and my friends decided to have an impromptu trip to the City of Pines. Four of my friends dropped by my house, helped me pick out some clothes and before the ink could dry on my goodbye letter to my mom, we were on the bus to Baguio, laughing away our post-NCEE blues.

Talagang dated ang mga hirit, folks.

There are times, may problema ka

Kung ang homework left undone

Anyway, since I came from an all-boys school, it was only fitting that we have an all-boys farewell to our old lives, as college loomed around the bend. The minute we got off the bus, we were chatting away our chills, our youth giving us warmth while our collective forgetfulness made us wish for our jackets. It was the best of times.

High school love, my one high school love

Not infatuation, not crush

His name was Joseph, but in our group, we called him Ners. I forget the reason why, but the name was something he inherited from Grade 5, and rather than blushing away his embarrassment, he embraced his new name with the gusto he has always been known for. The best description for him is that he is Elven. He had a square jaw that highlighted his cleft chin and his straight hair framed his face so perfectly that even angels would have turned away from its brilliance.

Over ang description, divah?

Anyway, he had always been what I wanted to be. He was tall, lean and although he wasn't a muscle man, one look was enough to know he was built in all the right places. He always made sure he was pleasant on the eyes, and his smile was pure sunshine. He didn't smile that often, but when he did, it could melt steel.

I remember the first time I saw him smile at me. I was the goalie for our intramurals, and we were leading 5-4. It was the stereotypical free kick with zero time left on the clock and we were up. Bato (the other team's killer player) was up for the kick, and I knew I couldn't frak up. The kick was made, I jumped with a punch, and the ball was out of bounds. We won the game and everyone was absolutely jubilant! I turned and saw him with his bandaged foot. He had a smile stretched from ear to ear, all the while yelling "Yeah! Yeah!"

At that point, I had fallen.

Tunay 'to, sya ang buhay ko

Di niyo lang alam, ako'y nag-bla-blush

In early years at school, he sat a few rows behind me but we never really talked. I only stared at him from the corner of my eye, and from time to time, imagine what it would be like to truly stare into his deep eyes. He always seemed so intense, and his eyes pierced into whatever lay straight ahead of him... I've always wanted to know what it would feel like to step into that gaze.

I got to know him better during our Junior year - and given that we were the only two who were good in being the class soccer goalie, we bonded through the admiration of others who marveled at our ability to catch any ball passing our way.

(Ba-doom-tish!)

Sadly, he twisted his ankle during one practice which turned out to be a hairline fracture - that in turn rendered him useless in the field, for at least half a year.

Bakit nga ba ang first love ko

Ay di serious, so it seems

On our final year, we hit it off much better and I was happy he was one of the few people who joined our impromptu Baguio trip. I actually get the feeling I would not have been invited, had the venue for our weekend trip not been my family's vacation house.

Anyway, we did the usual round of laughing and going around and taking pictures and getting drunk and getting pictures of us drunk and making fun of each other... you know the drill. On our final night, we decided to go out with a bang, and we bought enough alcohol to fuel a rocket ship. By the time midnight chimes were heard, we had been (in the words of British paparazzi) royally hammered.

We decided to forego our bedrooms that night and stick to the living room floor. We made a makeshift super-king size mattress (I forget how) and I found myself sleeping beside Ners.

Of course, I was too nervous to really do anything (HELLO! Medyo 16 lang ako nun, noh!) but once I heard the collective snores of my friends, I decided to go for broke.

At first, it was my left hand on his right thigh, but as his snores grew louder and louder, I found my hand creeping up to his dick. It was stiff and from what I remember, it was short but thick. Much thicker than mine and (all modesty aside) that says a lot.

I managed to compare his dick and mine through subtle hand measurements. By then, my dick had been throbbing like crazy and I knew if I kept it up, I would burst right then and there.

I went to the toilet and released my seed into the wash basin. It didn't take long, thanks to youthful hormones. In less than a minute, I had done the deed and was on my way back to the king-size bed. As I lay down, Ners stood up to pee.

Thoughts in my head: "Shit. Did I wipe the basin clean? What if he could smell my cum? What if he was awake all this time and told the others?"

My nerves were a wreck as Ners came back to the bed and lay down beside me. He began snoring loudly again and my nerves calmed down enough to help me all asleep.

But just before I surrendered to sleep, I felt his body turning to face me and his arm lazily draped around my waist.

Next day, we were on the bus at the crack of dawn, our bodies still hung over from the alcohol that could have launched a thousand battleships. We all had our Ray-Ban Aviators on, and despite our best efforts to look human, we were supremely on the hung over side of life.

The bus wasn't that full and we managed to take the last two rows to ourselves. My other friends slept on rows of seats good for two people. Ners and I sat on the last two seat remaining, and at one point, he bent over and slept on my lap, his elbow a mere half an inch away from what was again a throbbing hard-on. Needless to say, I didn't sleep at all.

Last I heard from Ners, he married Cora, a good friend of the family. Once in a while, when we see each other in big family functions, we talk about life and where our careers are headed. However, I never told him about how he tainted my sleeping patterns and how, even now, I am happy that he did.

Kung alam lang ng first love ko

He is always in my dreams...

Orange: The Colour of a Burning Man

2008-06-29T19:29:00.000-07:00

Syempre, as usual mga televiewers, it all starts with a pabati.

Rik: True, lumandi ang lola, PERO in fhairnezz, hindi ako kumagat. I spent the entire Friday shopping till EVER dahil may I channel Carrie Bradshaw akish. No Manolos for me, but I have three new Bally shoes and one Kenneth Cole. Chicka!

Onai: Hija, that was the Yellow post.

Diablo: Walang ano man, and thank you for dropping by as well. May I see more of you here! *beso*beso*

Quentin: Happily enough, this story didn't end in bed. Merlot is cute and all (AND fucking HOT AS) but still, I prefer to shop... CHOZ!

Bryan: Well, I hope you get more time to read the stories kahit walang katuturan ako most of the time! Thanks for dropping by, Bryan! :-)

Odin and Turismo: Here is the orange post. I hope you like it.

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It all started in this place.

Yes, these are toilet doors. There are eight of them, but three of these kinda face each other. Now, when you sit on the throne, the first thing you will notice...

... is that the toilet door hangs suspiciously high. All of them. The pic above proves my point. I placed a regular-sized pamphlet on the wall (kasing laki ng legal sized envelope), and you will see how much space they left open. The end of the door touches the tip of your knee when you sit down. So, in short, this is your basic view...

And this is your basic view, if someone is actually inside the cubicles.

Yes, kitam lahat. I purposely chose this pic because you actually don't see much here. To be honest, I felt guilty taking this because I knew that these two were not there for "fun" but rather, relief.

But that doesn't happen all the time. Most of the time, when I drop by this place, it is brimming in activity - and this is where the real story begins.

I had just come from a heavy day at work and I decided to go to the loo to relieve myself. I didn't mean to do anything else really. But as I was ending my business in the cubicle, I noticed a small remark on the wall:

"Look underneath the door"

So I did, and lo and behold, erect towers of all shapes and sizes! In the middle of a mall! Hurrah! The three other cubicles facing me were occupied and they were obviously there for reasons other than relief.

I didn't want to stay too long but JEEZ! it was just too difficult to stare away from them! In a few minutes, heads started popping underneath the door and I knew that people were ready for business. What struck my fancy though was the erect phallus on the far end. It was a very dark penis, but had a very bright head! I had seen some of these so-called multicoloured penises on dark horses - and this guy definitely qualifies under this category.

After a minute, the man beside me (whom I had not seen thus far) opened his door. The others followed suit and not wanting to miss out on the action, so did I, my steel rod poking through my pants.

What followed them was a grope fest with everyone going for everyone else's penis. I had the hardest time not blowing my load because everyone in that place was bursting in libido. Most of them had nice cocks about them and there were all hungry for a cock in their hand.

Now, the nice thing about this place is that, although there are security patrols around, they tend to not bounce on people because the door makes such a loud ruckus, that we are always warned when someone is coming. So when someone opens the door, we have more than ample time to shuttle back to our respective cubicles and wait for the interloper to leave.

Once in a while, I would venture out into the urinal area, just to make sure that no one is there, and proceed to give everyone else the green light to play around again.

After one such incident, I stood outside dark man's door, and he opened it with his pants and his bright orange undies to his knees and his dick waving proudly at me. I couldn't help myself. I grabbed his dick, went down on my knees and proceeded to suck him off, something that the others had not done at all. Perhaps they were scared of his two-toned monster penis, but - whatever! Their loss! I was in HEAVEN!

The guy's penis was light pink at the tip, a stark contrast to his chocolate brown skin. He looked like a boxer because he was quite built, but not in a muscle mary kind of way. With his toned legs and bulging calves, he looked like a cargador, albeit a VERY handsome one.

Anyway, I did my business for a minute and soon enough, he turned away from me and blew his load on the wall. He then proceeded to take off his undies and use them to wipe his cum from the walls. He was about to pop his wasted undies to the bin beside me, when he noticed my outstretched hand. He popped his undies on my open palm, zipped himself up (commando!) and
left soon after that.

I still have those undies in my drawer - washed, of course. :-)

Yellow: The Colour of Cowardice

2008-06-21T02:27:00.000-07:00

Day Four of the Conference and second speaker ang lola niyo.

"Good axternoun, ladies and jayntelmin."

- joke -

As usual, tense akish dahil I hate talking behind a podium and mumbling about my job and chuvah. Of course, as always, presentation to the max akish, noh! Kailangang panagutan ang bandera ng Best in (swim)Suit! Ever pose for the photographers!

- MEGACHOZ! -

So I was there, giving my spiel and presenting my chukakish when... I saw him.

*flash!*flash!*

Only I wasn't too sure...

*flash!*flash!*

Super daming paparazzi, eh.

Ganon, di ba?!

...Later that night, I logged on to my computer.

*bing!*

DeepRedWine: Oi!
MarCuss: Hey, you! Long time, no see! I thought I saw you, but I wasn't too sure.
DeepRedWine: Yeah, it was me. I saw your name and I decided why not. Good presentation, by the way.
MarCuss: Awww, thanks, champ. Didn't even know you were in town.
DeepRedWine: Well, it was a last minute thang. Only here for a couple more days though.
MarCuss: (to himself) Thang mong ulo mo. Letche.
MarCuss: Well, it's good to see you up and about.
DeepRedWine: You too. Nice to see that your arm's patched.
MarCuss: The pain's still there, but it's getting better. Doing to my physio fairly regularly.
DeepRedWine: He must be hot, eh?
MarCuss: Not really. *SHE* is good lookin' but not my type.
DeepRedWine: So did you wanna meet up or something?
MarCuss: I dunno, mate. Been really busy on this end. I can only make it next Friday, if you want.
DeepRedWine: Sure! I have work but I'm sure I can come in late.

Putang ina. Kumagat ang gagah.

MarCuss: I thought you were only here for a couple of days?
DeepRedWine: A week or so.
MarCuss: (to himself) Ginagago mo ba ako??
MarCuss: Sure, mate. See you next Friday.

Now the question is: will I be brave enough to push through with this? Or is this end in me baking a chicken-shit pie?

AVAngan!

I already have an orange entry. Will post it maybe on Wednesday! :-)

Mga Helloz:
1. Richard: Hello there, fellow adventurer! I hope those ellipses will be replaced by comments next time! Hindi na uso ang suffering in silence! Very 90's, hija...
2. Kai: I think the hole used to be able to fit a finger, but now hanggang silip na lang.
3. Anon: Siyempre kailangan medyo dexterity-galore. Usually, you have to kneel VERY low. I've seen guys with faces pressed to the floor sometimes. Kinda pathetic (opinion ko lang, ha) to go that low, but hey, whatever floats your boat, wika nga.
4. Quentin: How uncomfortable! Unisex toilets? Parang di ko ata feel...
5. Rik: Kung dakota, chicka lang. As mentioned earlier, the hole is for the eyes, not for any other body part. I've had a Greek guy there before - my Ghad! Super big! Will kwento next time.

We Interrupt Your Regularly Scheduled Rainbow...

2008-06-15T03:56:00.000-07:00

...with a little photo shoot. Some of you were asking about the haunts in my life and this is one of the newest ones. This is a toilet with a glory hole in it. This is really similar to the one in Melbourne, except that one is kinda stinky. This one is managed fairly well (as far as I can tell, at least).

This is a short 3-minute walk from my new workplace (it's a pity that my contract is only until August), and I just lurve it.

This is the main door to my tambayan. As you can see from the open door, there is a black second door, which gives me ample warning to get off of the floor and pretend I am using the loo for its intended purpose.

When you walk in, you will see urinals on your left (not seen) and these five toilet cubicles (first one not in picture).

Basically, on a busy day, these five cubbies are filled with people looking underneath the walls, checking out the action on the other side. For the people on the first three cubicles, only have a couple of options: (a) look underneath the wall and hope there is someone crouched on the other side, (b) do a foot tapping game which usually ends in (c) a handjob (mutual or otherwise) underneath the wall, or (d) stand on the bowl and look over the wall - that way, you at least see what you're getting. Not a lot of people use option (d) though because the second door has a brushed glass window which makes it possible for people to see you looking over and such - tres embarrassing.

But the fourth and fifth cubicles have a secret. In the pic above, do you see the brownish hole that looks like a crescent moon? It's actually the glory hole. I am assuming it was much bigger before someone had to put cement on it or something. Luckily, ma-abilidad ang mga bading and the glory hole lives once more (albeit in a smaller form).

So that is my glory hole tambayan.

So Rik and Anon: I hope you like it. One of these days, I will show you the other place I make tambay. It's the scenario for the next exotic tale (Orange).

Onai: Don't worry. I have so much more to share - my life is just as vast as the Pacific (or Bondi as the case may be).

Quentin: I agree with you there! Admit though: Yum sila... Especially those tattoos! ULTRA YUM!

Ash: Haaaaay sis. One of these days, we can meet up over coffee and discuss the wonders of MarcusHada techniques. Perfected over the years.... CHOZ! ;-)

RED: Simon (part one of the Rainbow Series)

2008-06-10T04:19:00.000-07:00

Actually, sa totoo lang, mga televiewers, I’m not sure how far this series will go. It’s off to a bad start, considering red isn’t exactly a Samoan colour. Actually I chose red because the Samoan flag is predominantly red. I checked Wikipedia – therefore, it is true.

Before anything else, hellos as usual…
a) To Anton: Hello! And welcome to my Garutay-ic blog. I wish I was in Melbourne with you! I can show you places… in short, gay saunas! (Talagang pinanindigan ang Ms. Tourism title, noh?!)
b) To James: Excuse me! Hindi ako slut, noh? … CHARING! Joke. Thanks for the comments and wel-come into my world (talagang pinilit ang Kylie references).
c) To Kawadjan: Here’s the first entry. I hope you like it. I like your photo, ah… except part of me doesn’t want to relate (ganon!)
d) To Benz: Sosyal the name, a! Story behind it? I’m actually curious.
e) To Quentin: As always, love to oblige! Mwah!
f) To Rik: Nakuh, sis. Love ko til ever si Mama T., pero di uso sa lahi natin yan. Remember: Ang dugo natin, birdy, este berde… hindi bughaw. (Syet, tama ba ang colour references koh? Never the mind…)

On with the story.

His name was Simon. He was sitting on the other side of the cubicle glory hole when I came in. At first, I wasn’t too sure whether he was there for the same reason I was – and let’s face it, dear televiewers. We *ALL* know why I was there.

I kept my cool, knowing that if he wasn’t there for *that* reason, then soon he will leave and be replaced by someone who is keen. However, after a few minutes of absolute silence from both sides, I got the impression he was game.

And boy, was he. We did the whole ping-pong of “show me yours and I’ll show you mine” but after a while, I think he got impatient. It was clear that (a) he was horny as, but (b) he doesn’t have the time to play around. So while looking through the hole, at one point, I only saw his knees and realized he was standing on the bowl, looking from above the divider.
I said to myself, this guy is aggressive.

From what I saw, he was in his late forties, I would guess. His hair was wiry at best, and his haircut was leaning towards the Reed Richards look. He looks a LOT like this guy, except Simon wasn’t this built. He might have been muscular at one point, but I think years of corporate life took their toll on his body. I knew he was once built simply because his legs were HUGE. As in, pang WWF ang legs niya, and no, I am not referring to the World Wildlife Fund.

Anyway, he invited me over and I said (siyempre Maria Clara) I wasn’t too sure. Security and all. He said too bad and was about to go down when he popped back in again. He asked if I wanted to go upstairs and after a few seconds (SYEMPRE KUNWARI NOH!), I said yeah, sure.
He left the cubicle first to go to the next level and by the time I got there, he had already chosen a cubicle for us, and he was sitting on the platform, waiting to be serviced.

Now, personally, I don’t like it when I’m the one doing all the work. Parang HELLO! Ano ako!? Super tsimay of the world???

But then again, I’ve always LOVED Polynesian men. As in, I’ve always had the hots for Tongan men. In Australia, they are almost always the bouncers in the club because they are built like iron ships. Just imagine doing something with a bouncer in a toilet cubicle. YUM! HELLO! Sweet gay porn dreams are made of these!

Anyway, he was sitting on his throne and his dick was waving in the air. He had a belly (who doesn’t ANYway) but his dick made up for it. It definitely wasn’t the biggest thing ever but it was strangely shaped. It had a relatively thin shaft but the head was fucking massive. I loved it. His foreskin was dangling a bit under the bottom of the head and was dying to be played around with.

Ako naman, fita! I had his dick in my mouth within the first few seconds but within less than a minute, he roughly pushed me away. In my head, I was saying “So fucking macho.”

And he was. There was NOTHING effeminate about him at all. Everything about him exuded testosterone and I would so not be surprised if he had a wife and kids on the side.

Anyway, we started playing around with each other’s bodies and I was surprised that he had no problems with touching my dick and playing around. It was clear from his reactions that he loved nipple play (and so did I) so we ended up playing and sucking each other nipples. At one point, I couldn’t resist and while he was sucking my nipples, I kinda forced his head down my body. I thought he would resist, but it wasn’t as bad as I originally feared. In a few seconds, I was getting a roughest blowjob from a guy.

I distinctly knew he had not done it that often because he just was too much in a hurry. It’s like he was treating it like some punching bag rather than a penis, and to be honest, it felt HOT. I felt like bursting (except I knew I wasn’t going to).

After a minute or two, he grew tired of it (and did the very macho spitting out saliva into the bowl - another clue that maybe he was married) and asked that I service him again. Siyempre being a very giving person (CHOZ!), I said Shirley!

I wanted more foreplay to be honest, but given he doesn't kiss mouth to mouth (another clue, ladies and gentlegirls!), I decided to cut a long play short.

Except this time, I wanted to show him what a real blowjob was like. So I did the whole gamut – from the LipLocke to the Tongue TesTickle to the Dheep Gargle (Patented moves ko) and he was moaning like anything. He grabbed my hair (goodbye gel) and closed his eyes. At one point, he wanted to push me away but this time, I was keen on having him inside my mouth. He looked at me, mouth agape, and *Boom!*

He came in my mouth. Yes, it’s unsafe. Yes, I wanted it. There are no two ways about it. And don’t bother chastising me in the comments.

I’ve always wanted to have Samoan cock and come. It was sweet as expected. Now that that’s done, on to the next colour.

Tagged daw, o!

2008-06-02T01:38:00.000-07:00

Before anything else, mga HELLO muna...

1. Quentin: Tama bang mag-tag?! But yes, toilet life does have its downsides.
2. Rik: Gaga! Pagnahuli ako ni jowa, tsugi til EVER akish! It happened once - tama na ang isang minsan (CHAROT!)
3. Ash: Fantasy ko yan! Mga Arabo!
4. Dave: No, that's NOT nice. See reply to Ash. :-)
5. Turismo: With a not so happy ending.
6. Bryan: The finale is not what you sexpect.

Thanks Quentin. Because of you, I have to postpone my Samoan exploits.

(SINISI DAW O!)

Joke lang. I will continue the Kon story next time. PLUS the Samoan story.

O sige. Ito daw ang rules ng tag.

1. Each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about themselves.
2. Bloggers tagged need to write on their on blog about their ten things and post the rules.
3. At the end of the blog, the blogger must choose ten people to tag and list their names.
4. Bloggers must leave a comment on the sites they tagged.

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I don't know if I can do ten pero we'll see. Fita in the fighter.

1. (FACT) I have had the most serious crush on Dave Fab (codename daw o!) the photographer - since EVER. Honest! We met at a party and he was with his boyfriend at that time. In fairness, cute ang jowa niya so wis ko na fight. I've never been one for grabbing someone's better half from under his/her nose, so ako casual flirt lang.

At that time, I was wearing my Kylie shorts denims. CHOZ! I was actually wearing denims that had rips on the butt. It was the IN thing that time. Anyway, I was bending over (and I was more agile then too thankyouverymuch) and apparently, the underside of my butt was exposed.

Discussion between me and Dave:

D: Nice pants.
M: Thanks.
D: I can see your butt.
M: You haven't seen all of it. Not yet anyway.
D: Looks nice. Are you even wearing undies?
M: Why don't you find out?

Dave's hand goes and feels my butt but takes it out less than a second later. Whateletch! Super bitin...

Yes, pokpok as always...

2. (HABIT) I clean myself *down there* at least once every two days. I love the feeling of being clean inside. I still don't know if there are bad consequences to that, but vahala na.

3. (FACT) I have an immensely difficult time forgetting lost loves. Saying goodbye is easy - it's the letting go that is difficult.

4. (HABIT) I have some sort of sex with random men at least once a week. I'm trying to curb the habit, but it's getting very difficult.

5. (FACT/HABIT) I love downloading porn. I have a porn collection that is more or less 80g worth (and counting). I even have porn that I have not watched yet.

6. (FACT) *This next one is a very sobering entry so apologies to those who will be distressed by it.*

I was sexually abused by my uncle. It started when I was 6. It ended only when I turned 16 or so. When he died, I didn't know when to laugh or cry.

7. (FACT) In my mental list of men to have sex with, I still have not had sex with an Irishman or a Scot. Or someone in a kilt (FEELING BRAVEHEART ANG LOLA!).

8. (FACT) The first man who REALLY penetrated me was my gym instructor. He was married and all, but I assume he just wanted to feel me inside. He was built like a tank (most of them are) and at that time, I thought he was hung like a firehose. Now, in retrospect, maybe he wasn't. :-) Oli is much bigger, for sure.

9. (FACT) I think I was first smitten by Greeks when I saw the uncut version of "Head On" which starred Alex Dimitriades - and had him jacking off in full glory. Even though it was only 2 seconds long, his was definitely 10 inches minimum. Ang ganda, honest. When I watched that, I kept an eye out for Greek men. My first Greek man (I think he was my first) was in a gay sauna in Sydney. He was definitely older than I am - he was around 50 - but when I saw his cock, pushanghiniz! Mega star! It was bigger than Halle Berry's ego! Siyempre may I kapa ako just to have a good feel of it - to make sure it is real and all, but when he wanted to have sex with me, I had to decline. HELLO! Masira pa ang matres ko, noh!

10. (FACT) One of these days, I will start my rainbow entries. A story of the different racial stereotypes I have had sex with. Para naman colourful ang blog ko (GANON!).

So far, things are still busy on this end. I promise to do more entries once the dust begins to settle.

Next Thursday will be the most likely time for the Samoan Entry.

And I'm back... for now!

2008-05-29T21:34:00.001-07:00

Hello mga televiewers! Sorry po at medyo mawala tayo sa broadcast. Sa totoo lang, folks, medyo super hectic ang life TAPOS! Nasira pa ang aking laptop! Super tama ba yan, di ba?! So in effect at night, I use Oli's laptop to surf and check email. Well, medyo mahirap lang to log on to this website dahil - as Ate Vi says - you can never can tell.

Before anything...

Ash: I really think he's not going to get laid ANYtime soon. As in, he doesn't like smokers, drinkers (as in super turn off siya with alcohol), and he doesn't like Asians (HELLO!). Ako naman, sige. Whatever. Waste of time siya, I'm sorreh.

Rik: Lola, thank you sa compliment. Touched naman ako! *blush*on by Mhayvelline.

Quentin: TRUE! Agree akish!

Kurisu: I don't mind at all! Thank you very much for the compliment, pero to be honest, hija: Team Brian ako. :-D

Choz! I promise to link you once you tell me your web address. :-) Hope to hear from you soon, sistah!

Turismo: Nakuh. If you were there, sis, maloloka ka sa bitin~!

Princhecha: AS IN! Buti na lang gracious exit akish! I don't beg kasi - You'll only find me on my knees for another reason... (GANON!)

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So last Monday, I was feeling alamniyona. Super tired, super frustrated, and yes, super lahat! I went to the loo to do the nasty thing. Let's face it - nothing more destressing than a good fuck.

I got there and there was alreadys someone else there. Ako naman - gaym! Pulled down the pants. Sat down. Waited for the cue to begin.

Abaah! Game agad ang lola! Palaban siya so fita in the fighter, di ba? Within two minutes, he was showing me his wares, and MY GOD. First thing I noticed - balbon. Super. Surely, Greek ito. Second thing, punyeta! Ang taba! Both top and below.

Now big (no pun intended) question is: Super taba siya, pero super SUPER cute and super nice dick. To play or not to play? My answer: Play!

I really don't discriminate against fat people. Ako, kung carry mo ang weight mo, eh di, chicka divah?! Besides, hindi ako super body beautiful myself and this is not an application for lifelong partnership, noh! Hada lang! HELLO!

And I'll be honest. The reason why I wanted to go for him: (a) nice dick, (b) cute smile, and (c) he looks so much like Nick. Naloka ako.

So ako naman... Sige. I'll meet you in the next level toilet para may privacy kami (Ginawa talagang motel ang government building! Tama ba yan, Kevin Rudd!)

When we got there, super laplap to death. I had so much fun especially since ang galing niyang chumupa. His mouth was so warm that it just sent shivers down my spine. Just imagine your penis diving into warm gelatin. Ganon ka sarap. Super. He didn't stop until my dick was so sore from the pleasure.

When it was my turn, my GOD. I love his dick. It was just so fucking thick. It's like trying to give a Coke can a blow job. Ang sakit my panga - pero siyempre talagang i-uphold ang trono (pun not intended) bilang Ms. Talent, diva?!

So we kept on going for it for almost an hour. I got the impression that he doesn't get laid a lot (kasi naman medyo tabain talaga) but I just felt sayang the ari! Ginto eh!

Anyway, after we both came in each other's hand, he said he wanted to fuck. Ako naman, bottom. Siya, top. So no problem... except wala kaming condom. And I REFUSE to get those cheap condoms in the vending machines. Hello di ba! Hindi ako basta-basta...

(as if)

ANYway, we made an appointment for this Tuesday. Same time. Same place. His name: Kon.

Cute name. Definitely Greek.

Now after the experience, ako excited! Aba why not?? Super cute, nice patutie, challenging!!! And then I made the mistake of checking facebook. With a name like Kon, surely we might have a common friend or two...

...putangina. We had 14 common friends. 14!!! And all of them know Oli.

POOOOOOTAAAAAAANGINAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

What do I do?

*Abangan*

Temporary Hiatus

2008-05-27T21:35:00.000-07:00

Sorry folks. Super busy talaga. Vigla vha namang nagunaw ang world ko ala earthquake in China.

I promise to update you guys on Friday or something.

Topic: Samoan Surprise!

Sour Wine

2008-05-15T23:20:00.001-07:00

(written last Thursday)

May I chat ang Merlot yesterday. Ako naman, sige. Haven't seen him for the longest time so chicka to death ang lokah. Wasn't too sure what he was up to though. Parang feeling ko, ewan. Bastah!

Turns out he was in Sydney for a couple of days and wanted to meet up. We-hell. "Meet up" daw… I'm siyuuuur.

Anyway, I went to his hotel this morning because he told me to drop by. Ako naman 1 PM ang first meeting for the day, tapos flexitime pa akish, so ziggy~!

I went to his hotel, and knocked on his hotel door. Ava-wis! Nagtext akish then waited a bit more. WAFARIN! I called his mobile and after 10 rings or so, I decided vavush. So wala sha! Care, di ba? I walked back to the elevator to leave, secretly happy that I didn't have to deal with his strangeness.

As the elevator door opened, I suddenly heard a man shout "Oi!" I turned around only to see Merlot waving at me, clad only in a towel. From his hair, you can tell that he had just stepped out of the shower.

I haven't seen him in a while, but he was definitely getting hotter as the years went past. He had washboard abs and his wispy hair was slowly matching his facial features. Anjandah talaga ng mga frentsch pries! Like his namesake, he was looking better as time went on.

He invited me into his hotel room tapos may I chicka siya, all the while drying himself with another towel. Ako naman, polite conversation ok lang, dahil – alam mo na – part of the Ms. Universe talents (kinareer talaga! Choz!).

However, at one point, the conversation went to my muscle injury and he proceeded to look at my arm. I told him it was sore so bigla ba namang nagvolunteer to massage ang loka!

Sa totoo lang, super happy ako with this weak arm muscle injury chuvah, ha! Very easy to make hada!

Anyway, I went to his bed and he sat on a chair across me. He took my voltaren cream tapos massage siya. Siyempre my hand was on his leg. As the massage drew on, my hand ended up on his dick, and of course, I squeezed.

I totally forgot how big he was! I swear! For someone who is (I think) 5'8 or 5'9, kaloka ang kanyang ari, a!

Anyway, after a while, my hand crept under his towel and I slowly jacked him off, playing with his foreskin and all of that. He didn't mind and in fact, took off his towel and just lie down on the bed. After a few minutes, his hand crept up my shirt and he was playing with my upper torso. I enjoyed it immensely, especially when he began rubbing my nipples.

Siyempre a girl can only take so much, so after a while, we were both naked and we were playing around with each other's bodies. I loved tracing the shape of his lean muscles with my finger. Of course, after a while, I ended up playing with his hairy ass (YUM! SUPER!) and my finger slid inside. In fact, I used two fingers at one point, while he just lie there, eyes closed and moaning.

I loved playing with his ass and I just kept going at it, until his moaning stopped and he motioned to lie face front. We ended up jacking each other and I have to say that his dick is fucking amazing! I swear 8 inches of pure, uncut heat.

And then something strange happened. He stopped jacking me off and said he was getting tired (which reflected really well in his penis). As I felt the throbbing member slowly lose its mass, I said ok lang. I offered to suck him off (kasi naman! Ang ganda talaga eh!) but he said, no thanks. Apparently (and this is no joke), he wanted to save it for someone special.

Ako naman, POTANGHINA! Chupa lang, noh! It's not love. It's a blowjob. Still, he was adamant. Ako naman, I felt he was stupid, but it was his divine right to be an idiot, so sigeh! Whatever.

I stood up to put my clothes back on (busy girl ako) but he asked me to stay. I told him, it's ok. Sa loob ko "what for, noh!?" I'm sure mega romantic to think that he was saving it for someone special, but I felt I was too old to play Disney morals in my head.

For me, sex is just sex. It's nothing more than that. I will respect people who feel otherwise, but I will not waste time fostering their view of life and love. Each to his own.

I hope Merlot finds the love of his life, because if he doesn't, this wine will turn into vinegar.

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The usual hellos:

Turismo: Thanks for that note, but yes, the doctor and I were both using each other, I think. Hindi naman ako super illusyonada to think that he can be my Prince Charming with matching white horse, noh? J As in mentioned in this blog, sex is just sex. Bottoming may be perceived to be the weaker position in sex, but I just don't think I've been used at all. Au contrare…
Rik: MALI akish! Typo on my part. My bad… :-)
Quentin: We all learn to let go sometimes eh? Had this one young guy from Cebu once. He jacked off in the cinema – not in the loo, ha! The cinema! And he was fucking HUGE. I looooove Cebuanos!
Benz: Chenkyu! :-) Hope to read more comments!
Yajnat: Not really, as you can tell… :-D

Doctor Doctor, I am sick...

2008-05-11T03:10:00.000-07:00

yup. Not feeling too good today. I think I have what are the makings of a flu. Yay for the horrid weather here in Sydney. No other way of describing it really, other than schizophrenic.

I think that adds to my mood swings lately. Perhaps my inability to think "straight" (badoom-tish!) has been worsened by the illogical weather.

(excuses di ba?!)

Anyway, before I forget:

1. Rik: I don't think I have balls - I have audacity and stupidity, the worst combo EVER.

2. Barbara: Ang ganda ng name natin! I loves! loves! loves! it. Please feel free to drop by again some time soon. :-)

3. Quentin: see that's the thing... I'm *not* away from home. I'm shitting right in my backyard... GANDA NOH?!?!

4. Onai: Don't feel sorry for me. I'd rather that people don't. A blog is a way for me to express myself. When people say negative/sad things about me, I don't take it too well, since it might affect how I express myself in future entries. To be honest, there are times when my emotions seem so much more raw on paper/screen, than it feels in person. I guess this blog is just my way of getting those emotions away from me. I usually feel fine after blogging, so yun. :-) I hope that makes sense.

I guess in a strange way, Oli and I have been having rough patches here and there. There are times when I think he doesn't get me or my needs, and I, his. Kanina lang, nilalaro ko ang kanyang patuti, and I made the mistake of using my laway. He said, yark - tapos bigla siyang nawalan ng tigas. Sinabi niya, he didn't like laway on his patuti. Ako naman, I was upset with myself. I mean, hello! Tatlong taon na kami, so how could I not know something like that, noh?

Anyway, that painted my mood for the day also. I went to the gym and I saw a bald dark skinned guy in the nude. If it weren't for the uncut dick, I would have thought he was my pseudo-ex, Ronnie. Ronnie is a 40-plus year old doctor based in Cebu. I'm sure I blogged about him before - he was the one who was engaged to a politician's daughter.

I guess what brought about this memory, is the memory of me having sex inside his humble abode. More on that later.

I first met Ronnie in a party with my Lola Madonna, Eddy, years before - I think it was 2000, but I may be wrong. Eddy and Ronnie were good friends, and shared common interests. I came into the party a bit drunk (long story) and Eddy knew I was going to make a wonderful fool of myself. True to form, ayun. Naloka ang mga kapamilya - before midnight struck, I was dancing shirtless and singing lines from "Les Mis" (Feeling Leah ako nun.)(Choz!)

Anyway, we ended up going out for coffee at around 1 AM at Manila Pen, where Ronnie was billeted. Aba. One thing led to another and I found myself in Ronnie's room with Ronnie and Eddy. They were both very big men (as in gym bunnies) and despite their age, they both were hot. We ended up dancing around hysterically in our drunken state and in a few minutes, clothes were off and the kissing began.

Eddy's body was massive and loved licking every bit of his body. His dick was very nice, and although thin, it was long enough to prove a challenge - and as with any Ms. Universe, I am always up for challenges. Sadly, within a minute of me sucking and rimming Eddy, his phone rang with a distinct ringtone. That meant, the hubby was downstairs waiting for him.

Eddy apologised profusely and grabbed his clothes in a hurried manner. Within a few seconds, he was nearing the door, shoes untied and shirt misbuttoned. I wanted to tell him to arrange (baka mabuking!) but I'm sure he still had his senses somehow. The most embarrassing thing was when he opened the door, it just so happened that there were two women walking past and saw me and Ronnie in our state of nakedness. The fat girl laughed while her companion ogled on. Ronnie hid his member, but I stood my ground and waved graciously, as Eddy closed the door behind him, his eyes giving the two girls "the glare".

That left me and Ronnie. Ronnie already started on me while I was having my thing with Eddy. My dick throbbed at the chance to have him to myself. Ronnie was also built like a tank, but with a little bit more love handles than Ed. For some strange reason, his skin didn't fully fit his body, as though he had lost 103 kilos overnight and were replaced by rock hard muscles. I never bothered to ask him about it, but I assume that was the case. Anyway, his body was still LOVELY to gaze at and his muscles were throbbing in all the right places. What I loved about him was the fact his dick was not so long, but nice and thick! It was a challenge to get in, but my God! Once it was in, it was heaven.

He started by throwing me on the bed (I nearly hit my head on the bedside table - that would have totally killed the mood) and rimming me ferociously (and that definitely hit the spot!).
I had cleaned earlier that day, so I was confident (Iba talaga pag Carefree girl!) that everything was delicious down south. After what seemed like eternity (okay, maybe 15 minutes), he put my legs down and focused on my cock. By then, it was throbbing with different shades of purple. He said he didn't normally suck, but tonight, he was willing to make an exception.

Aba, tuloy I thought I was palabok espesyal! So game siya, but after a minute or two of sucking he stopped, saying his jaw was hurting. Because of the rimming, having his lubbed finger inside me was a delight. I *loved* the feel of his hands in me - and in a few minutes, he began to place himself inside me.

At first I was concerned. Hello! Condom! But sadly he said he didn't have any. Ako naman, hayok! I was thinking with the wrong head. Kaya, fight, fight, blue and white! He fucked me and despite the pain, I was thrilled to feel every inch of his dick slide in me. At first, he took it slow, making sure that I was getting used to the width. After a few minutes, he was pumping furiously, making sure that my ass was getting the ride of its life.

After that, we communicated by phone. Calling each other and stuff like that. We liked each other and despite the difference in location, I said to myself, "let's see where this takes us." I was more than willing to go to Cebu to live, so I said, "sige nga..."

I got to his humble abode and even before I got five steps from the front door, he grabbed my bags from my hand, threw them to the side, pulled down my pants and proceeded to rim me in the living room sofa. With a span of 10 minutes, he rimmed me, jacked me off, sucked me, rimmed me again, fucked me senseless and cum inside me.

(Talagang ayaw magcondom. Whatta letch!)

We spent the day in his house, but when night came, he decided to give me a private tour of Cebu. The first stop, a friend's house, where a party was being held. And that was when I saw the girlfriend.

Maganda. Matangkad. Chinita ng konti. Obvious na mayaman. May punto yung kanyang English, pero ok naman. Not too distracting.

I didn't know he had a girlfriend, but I tried to keep my cool. When I heard they were engaged, I said to myself "That's it."

Sex was great, but pride is even greater.

I remained polite the entire time during the rest of the tour and when we got home, I told him (lightheartedly) I was shocked that he had a fiancee.

I lightly explained his situation, and in the middle of the nice conversation (no dramatic shouting, pleasethankyou), a friend of mine called. I took under the pretense it was my mother and after rushing outside and quietly ending the call, I grabbed my bags and pretended there was a family emergency back home. He was very sad I was leaving, and asked for one last fuck.

Ako naman, being full of pride and hurt... sige. Game.

(Again, no condom. Sigh.)

I loved him fucking me and that is one thing that I will forever remember about that guy. He could fuck till the cows come home and i would not mind at all.

Nothing else about this post, really. Just reminiscing.

Merlot sent me a message from out of the blue. Not sure what to do about that. Anyway...

Thanks... but no thanks.

2008-05-08T06:09:00.000-07:00

Una sa lahat...

rik: tamang wag tikman ang makamandag na prutas... :-) (See entry below for details)

turismo: I hope your story didn't end with my twist...

quentin: And now the shit hit the fan... :-(

fiona: Will try to get a pic for you... :-D Honest, cute sya in person, pero baka di photogenic.

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Now on to my real post...

Don’t you love it when you have all this wisdom learnt from the stupid mistakes of the past? I personally think that life serves me these juicy lemons so that I can make myself some fancy pink lemonade… or something equally fagtastic.

Anyway, I say this because the Kim incident has simmered down to uncomfortable politeness. Needless to say, he never offered to massage my arm after that incident, but he still maintains politeness – I think it’s because I was introduced as the “it” man of the program. Ewan ko nga ba… Dumadami na talaga ang mga responsibilities ko as Ms. Congeniality, a!

Funny thing is: I just learnt that his sister is the Nicole Kidman of China. As in, super shocked akish! How popular is she? Well, she appeared in a telenovela that was once shown in the Philippines. Oh diva??? Lahat kami super shocked (and of course run to the computer terminals and google images till ever. In fairness, super hot and sweet ang kanyang sis! Admittedly, talo ang beauty ko… (Forever second runner na lang talaga)

Anyway, last Monday, tumawag ang david! Avah! Nabuhay ang bangkay! We went to a local veer gharden. Siyempre may I kwento siya about his escapades in whereverlandia. Ako naman chicka lang, quiet, prim and proper (talagang pinanagutan ang Ms. Congeniality title, divah?!). However, in the process, may I lunok kami ng vheer – as in seven beers between us, so medyo lashing na kami before midnight even struck.

When we got home, nagparinig ang loka. Sabi niya matutulog daw sya sa kanyang van, so syempre umandar ang pagka-host ko. I offered him la-sofa at umoo naman siya. So in our drunken state, I ended up sitting on the sofa, his drunken head reluctantly resting on my lap and me talking all night long. At one point, may I play ako ng kanyang utong but sadly, after a few minutes, sinabi niya, “That’s enough.”

I guess I have been pushing my luck the past few weeks, and I really should stop. I wish I knew how lang. Oli talagang deserves better, noh?

And I so wish I was a better ambassador for gaykind. Turns out, in that category, talagang thankyougirl lang talaga ako, and I know I don't deserve better.

Puta Talaga

2008-05-04T18:26:00.001-07:00

If there was an option to create a second title for this entry, it would have been "Never shit where you sleep" – or at least in this case, work.

Last week, we got a new staff member from China – Kim. Actually, parang graduate exchange siya – and he's cute. Matangkad, strangely dark for someone from China, super broad shoulders and cute smile. In short, SUPER guwapo. As always, laglag ang panty natin (but of course, being Maria Clara…)

Anyway, the head of the program approached me privately and asked me if I could show Kim the ropes (kasi naman ang ibang tao dito super bobo and boring!). Buti na lang Ms. Congeniality ako, so I said Shirley! (but in a more masculine manner). So I gave him the tour, kung saan yung coffee machine, water cooler, chuva – tapos may I notice ako sa kanyang hand. As in, hello! Super infected wound in his Mariang Palad dot com! Normally, ako wis care, diva? But I had to ask what happened (kasi naman it looked really bad).

When he mentioned it has been an open wound for the past 5 weeks, aba! May I turn from Wonder Woman into Florence Nightingale! I booked an appointment sa office clinic and had him sent over within 10 minutes. Ang galing ng lola niyo, noh?

Anyway, he came back with a cup of coffee for me! Ang sweet niya, divah? I actually didn't need the caffeine, pero sige naman akish. May I accept humbly and chenkyu.

Last Thursday night, I was carrying something at medyo na-injure ako. Parang sprain in my right forearm. Super painful so decided to splint it and hope it doesn't flare up the next day.

So I came in nursing a splint. When he saw me, abba chiquitita! May I volunteer sya to massage my arm! Ako naman game. So ayun! May he massage my arm till EVER and note, my hand was "gently resting" on his thigh. Because of where the pain is, my palm was actually on this thigh, and as the massage drew on, my hand kept getting closer and closer to his singit.

Now at this point, I began debating, should I be stupid or should I let sleeping penises lie? I mean, we were in my office, no one could see us and well, we could do stupid things if we wanted to – well, at least, if HE wanted to. Ako naman, game as always, hello!!!!

However, super mixed signals siya. I mean, I'm *sure* he felt my hand and there were times when I THOUGHT he was moving away, but my hand was still there in those regions! As in!

So I decided whynat, choknat? As he began massaging my lower biceps, I found my hand on his crotch. As in, I knew – despite the denim – his penis was roughly in between my fingers. It didn't take a genius to figure that out.

However, strangely enough, soft siya. And there was no way he could not have known about my hand. We were there! Hello! Hindi naman ako super bobo, noh??? At this point, the only thing he could have done to make things happen was to make eye contact and smile.

But the entire time, he was looking away. He looked like he was in deep thought during the hand-in-crotch event, and when the massage ended, he just smiled, stood up and said "God bless"

DESPITE THE FACT HE IS AN ATHEIST.

So I guess that was the last of that. I now wish I had not done it – but of course, this is wisdom working in retrospect. What can I do, eh?

--- SHOUT OUTS ---

Hey Turismo: I wish you could join me indeed, my friend! Nice pics! ;-D

Hey Quentin: Finally watched part of 50 Ways – Didn't finish it, though. I actually felt it was a bit boring… Does it get better near the middle?

Hey Rik: Welcome, welcome to my humble blog! Hope you get to read and enjoy the "back issues" – warning lang, ha! Medyo self-centered ang lola niyo… ;-)

Hey Mrs. J! Helloooooo, Misis! I do hope I get to read more of your misadventures as well. And please come back to comment and all. It's always nice to hear people's thoughts and connect to other bloggers who live a zillion light years away (exaj!)

Random Thoughts from a Perv

2008-04-30T02:55:00.001-07:00

Sa totoo lang, di ko know kung ano ang ginagawa ko lately. Oli and I spent the weekend away (romantic daw ough!) and we brought a DVD – Random Boys Singing and 50 Ways of Saying Fabulous! The latter we didn't watch (ava siyempre dapat may kantutis herbal tea kami) but Random Boys Singing we could not help but watch. It was nice. As in, ang ganda ng mga katawan nila PLUS may super front nudity zsemfreh! I personally loved the red head (because naman red din down there) but Oli liked the Latino/Asian ones. Kanya-kanya, I guess.

Yesterday, I went to meet up with my ex in the City. I have not seen him for seventeen centuries na, so it was nice to see him (friends lang kami, nough!) (Defensive ang bading. Warning.) ANYway, before the meeting itself, I went to this toilet. I knew that there were funny things happening there, but I figured why not, choknut! It was around 630pm, so I wasn't too sure that something was going to happen.

Aba! When I got there, may pila para sa mga cubicle! Ako naman, pila, game, sige. Ayun. After 10 minutes of waiting (patient ang lola niyo), a cubicle was free and in I went. Now, let me describe the scenario. There are six cubicles here, three of them basically facing each other. Now that isn't what made it bad. What was crazy about it was that the doors to the cubicles ended more or less where the knee bends. In short, if you peer down under the door, you see the tools of the trade of the three people across you. To make things better, the main door is super far away from the cubicles and it's super squeaky as well, so people have enough time to gather their things and pretend to do what the loo was supposed to be used for.

OHDIVAH! Ang galing mo, architect!!!!

So there I was, making silip to death and the three others across me naman were doing the same. Buti na lang very cooperative ang mga tao dito! They weren't very pretty (winner pa rin ang papa Oli natin!) but <MY GOD> ang lalaki ng mga ano nila! Pwedeng pwede to lunok till ever!

My favourite was this rather short guy who was a dead ringer for Dolph Lundgren – except he's rather short, at least height wise. When he dropped his pants however, beauteous sya! Ang lakish! Uncut (as always dito sa Australia) but definitely clean and smooth. Why do I know this? My ex smsed me while I was there, so I knew that he was waiting for me and all. I began buttoning up my pants and fixing myself. When I propped open the door, AVAH! He opened his door as well – and there was his tool, for all of me to see.

I just had to grope it a bit and play around with it. He rolled his eyes as I was doing my thing… and then the main door opened. He closed his door – expected – and after a few seconds, Mr. Security Guard was there (Punyeta! Umuwi ka na nga!). Of course, I was on my way out and all, so chicka lang. I'm sure nothing happened to everyone else dahil tago talaga. Of course, Mr. Secu can always peer down and see what's going on, but that invades privacy laws so sorry na lang sya. As long as tago lahat, it should be alright.

Pero tanginis. I have to go there again soooooon. :-D

That's it for now. Time to work.

things on this end of the world

2008-04-26T22:32:00.000-07:00

As some of you might have guessed, Oli and I are in the process of relocating. We were based in Melbourne, but we both accepted contractual projects that allowed us to shuttle back and forth to Sydney. It's been awesome so far, and we are both loving the projects we are in.

Still, I think I am sloooowly losing my love for Sydney. I have yet to try the saunas, but in all honesty, not that excited. It's just that nothing here is worth more than the life I had in Melbourne. There are some nice spots for cruising here (and yes, adventures to follow) but I am so not enticed. When I got there the other day, the whole place reeked of paint. Someone tried to cement the glory hole but it seems a resourceful queen was handy with the drilling tool, much to my surprise. So I guess the toilet whores (including me!) win again. :-)

Now, this is for Onai:

Just a few responses re: your blog entry about me.

1. NSFW means Not Safe For Work (so don't click it while your boss is looking over your shoulder... unless... ;-D)

2. Your comment about "gorgeous almost perfect bottom guy who is horny most of the time" - well, no. I don't think I am gorgeous, nor do I consider myself a power bottom. I'm getting there, but not quite. As with most loo queens, I am addicted to the excitement of toilet sex, rather than the sex itself. Now this can be a problem, as I am feeling that, without the toilet sex, I don't feel like I'm in the mood for it - but with the toilet sex, feeling ko talaga I don't need sex from Oli.

Now, I hope you can see why this is frablem. I *love* Oli and thus far, he has not given me reason to doubt that he loves me. He reaffirms this everyday, and I hope that this toiletsex fascination will die out soon - because Oli DEFINITELY deserves better. I told you in my first entry that I see myself as a monster. A few months later - nothing has changed.

3. No, I am not from CRC or UA&P or whatever it is called now. I did a short project with them once before, but it was contractual. It was an interesting experience and though I do not regret doing that project, only supernatural forces, divine intervention or a ridiculous paycheck will make me work for Opus Dei companies ever again.

4. I was never in OUT!(ch). I would have liked to see it though. One of my friends told me I looked like Ming Tsai but I disagree. I think he's too Chinito to look like me. However, to each his own.

5. I read some of Manila Raunch - and it's really good. I'd love it if he continued his work.

6. LETCH is the most beaurrific of words! Agreement?

7. I choose not to comment about my name. Obviously, Santo Tomas isn't my real last name, but let's leave it at that. I hope you don't mind. :-)

8. The porn star I was referring to is Luke Garrett. In this pic, he is the bald guy on the right. However, the guy I had a quickie with is nowhere near as muscular as Luke. But the face is definitely similar. And like Luke, he knew what he was doing.

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Enough rambling. Soon, a review of "Naked Boys Singing" - and yes, it's a movie.

Self-indulgent entry: be forewarned

2008-04-24T17:08:00.000-07:00

Last night, I really was sad when I realised may totoong jowa na ang Nate ko. Oli was asking me why super depressed ata ako, and I myself couldn't put my finger on it.

That naturally lead to some soul searching, and I realised that I didn't really love Nate. Why should I? I've only talked to him thrice in my life, and although all three discussions were intensely satisfying, it was not actually spine-tingling (at least, not yet)...

(TALAGANG AYAW TUMIGIL ANG BAKLAaaaah!)

Anyway, I realised that in the Philippines, I was confident that I could turn at least a couple of heads, whereas here in Australia, I am bound to turn less than a handful. I mean, I have height and youth on my side, although the latter is quite doubtful in definition.

But it was nice to *imagine* that someone as charming as Nate could find me attractive as well, and as one of my aging queer friends noted, as one gets older, one is allowed to harbour more delusions.

So in between meeting Nate and actually discovering his marital status, I managed to imagine what would happen if things went alright. When the rug was pulled from under me, I found myself facing the floor with my face a little bit redder from what I would assume is embarrassment.

Stupid, self-centred me, noh?

Turismo: Will add you, champ!

Ash: Le sigh... That's all I can say. :-)

Onai: Super self-indulgent blog entry next time.

Sadako...

2008-04-24T01:40:00.000-07:00

...as in, hindi ala "the Ring" ha. As in, sad. Super honest sad ako.

I went on facebook and may I stalk, este, search ako sa aking new crush, si Nate.

Aba puzsazsanginis!

May JOSAWA na pala sya. As in, ghurl, a! I saw their wedding pics from Canada, and he looked so happy pa. What a letch!!!

So now hindi ko na siya <3. And I swear my gaydar was so good! I was feeling it!!!

Anyway, never mind. In the words of another Canadian, MY HEART WILL GO ON!!!!!

(Syet. Quoting Celine Dion. I am really in trouble.)

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Ash: I know. So far, so good. No weird drying on my patutee, so I am hoping it's gooood.

Fiona: Hopefully nothing nga. Medyo hard to explain kung nabuking noh? :-)

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I was thinking a really self-indulgent entry next time. Maybe tomorrow. :-)

Takot ako!

2008-04-22T07:50:00.000-07:00

Before anything else:

1. Quentin: Trying everything life has to offer is always ideal, don't you think? *wink*

2. Fiona: Dimsum is good. In fact, super yummy! But once in a while, you have to explore the wonderful world of Disney, hija! :-)

3. Onai: Super thanks. I have a response to your blog entry about me. And again, thank you. *mwah!*

4. Kai: You should have seen the guy! DROOL!

5. Zang: HELLO! And welcome to my erogenous zone, este, blog! :-D

6. Clark: Hi! I know, I know. Sometimes, my blog isn't for everyone. :-)

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NateWatch: I can't help myself. I sometimes think of Nate and wondering what would happen if I meet up with him this Thursday. Tama ba kasing may weekly reports ang mga loka!? If I look into his eyes one more time, I will dive into those pools, I swear!

*Drama queen talaga*

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Anyway, today I did something stupid.

I went to the cubicle of miracles (as in maraming himalang nangyayari dito) and as usual, may I wait for something to happen.

In a few minutes, I saw movement from the other side. I checked the occupant - aba! Mukhang asian. Business suit pero mukhang bata! Anyway, game.

Dahil may glory hole, show and tell kami. However, I think medyo impatient ang bata and he became more adventurous. He peeked over the cubicle walls (risky kasi baka may pumasok) and he saw me in all my hardon glory. He was ok - medyo bata nga pero dahil obviously above legal age, game ang lola niyo.

He asked me outright if he could come over. Ako naman - HELLOUGH! As if naman kailangan pa ng red carpet noh??? He came over with obvious hardon tenting his pants. When I got his pants off, shet! Ang ganda ng legs niya! Super worked out! Calves of steel!!!! Turns out he is a distance runner so yun...

At nalokring ang lolah niyo!

The thing was, when I released his jocks, his penis looked amazingly dry. As in, chapped skin ang hardon. Medyo turn off dahil baka STI yun noh! Still I jacked him off, I licked the tip of his dick and he came. It didn't take that long (siyempre, Ms. Talent 2008) but I really wasn't in the mood to play around with a tool like that.

Stupid mistake though: I sucked him for 10 seconds.

Now if that is an STD, I am in trouble and so is Oli. I just hope I didn't do something stupid here.

Curry Flavours

2008-04-17T01:26:00.001-07:00

Ok this time, I actually have no regrets.

You see, I love men of colour. Greeks, Latinos and Indians - for me, they are all HOT. I guess it's just exploring that skin colour that I did not grow up with.

Today, I went into one of those special cubicles, only to see a pair of dark feet wearing Nike sandals. Ako naman, Indian! Game! Haven't had curry for a very VERY long time.

I stepped into the cubbie and did my thing. Aba! Palavan siya. Like most Aussies, he was uncut. He wasn't very big - but nothing small about him either. And then I saw his face - my GAHD! Ang guwapo!!!! Lukring ang lola niyo, and yes, laglag panty!

Syempre, being the puta that I am, aba laban lola laban! I knelt down and held my hand under the cubicle wall, hoping that he understood the universal symbol for "let me jack you off". Aba, hello! Within seconds, he was on his knees and I was touching his dark uncut wood. HEAVEN, I'm sorry! HEAVEEEEEN!

What surprised me was his desire to touch mine. Ako naman, ziggy stardust! Why not, chocnut? So there he was, jacking me off till EVER. And then he became more adventurous - he licked a finger and started fingerfucking my ass.

SHET. Super SARAP. I so wanted him inside me. However, I think nangawit siya so...

"Can I come over?" he asked (NOT ME).

"Sure." Phokkie (me) said.

I opened my door and there he was. He could not have been younger than 23. He was wearing sports gear, with matching Nike sweater and bag. And my GHAD ang galing nya. He was fingering me, jacking me off, Frenching me, biting my nipples (favourite! hellooooo!) and exploring every part of my body in the confines of the cubicle.

It was a BLAST. I was so fucking horny despite the fact nagquickie kami ni Oli that morning. In a few minutes, I told him that I needed to go (work mode ako to death today) so I started sucking him off until he came in my mouth.

It was the sweetest curry ever. I wish I had his number. I wouldn't mind a part 2 - this time with condoms and lube.

QUENTIN: Helloooo. Thanks for that advice. Today, I knew that I would be bumping into Nate so I wore my black clingy shirt. Nothing happened, but I never knew I could hold my gut for that long. Wala kasing corset, eh! GRRR!

AJ: Naku, sis... don't tempt meeeee... :-)

PUNYETA TALAGAAAAAAA! AAAAAAAAAH!

2008-04-14T18:35:00.000-07:00

kay rami nang winasak na tahanan...

This is not supposed to be part 2 of the Warren entry. Honest.

kay rami nang matang pinaluha...

Part of my job involves talking to fairly young graduates, mentoring them into the job and all of that chuva – and to be honest, I like it. It makes me feel less of a corporate whore and more of a mentor (ala Patrick Swayze in To Wong Foo) (Syet, dated na hirit ang bakla).

kay rami nang pusong sinugatan...

One of my mentees is Nate, from the land of Canada. He is a very nice chap – only 24 years old – but looking fairly wise beyond his years. Nice stocky build and a killer smile. But most importantly, ang talas niyang makatinggin. As in, titig to death! And when he looks at you, it’s like no one else exists in the world! I’m quite sure bading-gerzie siya (because!) so the question is: do I shit where I work?

oh tukso, layuan mo ako!

Mukha kasing phoughk: the Warren story

2008-04-13T23:22:00.001-07:00

Something's different and I can't go back
I always feel the need to hide my feelings from you

Sa totoo lang, folks, nagpapaka-ganda na ako. As in, honest, hindi ko na nais maging bad ghurl. A lot of my entries are basically reminiscing what I've done in the past (and I have done tonnes!), so I'm not as naughty as I seem.

One of the things that started this is the fact that doing it with Oli seems so off kasi. Parang kung may ka-do akish, wala na akong lee-vogue for Oli (I hope that makes sense).

So the few times I am in "the magic loo", I'm there to pee, not to play around. However, mukha lang siguro akong pok dahil I always find myself in very complicated situations.

I don't want to cause you any pain,
But I love you just the same
And you'll always be my baby

Just today, I was in the loo and hello. May sumunod. Mid-20's, carrying two bags, cute sya, ha. And all of a sudden, may I stand sya beside me and show his alam mo na. Syempre ako deadma dahil hindi naman ako super hayok, noh? Besides, there are people who go there for legit reasons. But I didn't see him do anything other than stroke his dick. Wow. Shocker. Nice dick, thin but quite long. And cut – very rare here in Australia.

Anyway, he was there, playing with his dick. Ako naman – sige. Game. So may I play rin ako and he was looking intently. As in, VERY intently. After a few minutes, I decided to give this guy a test. I finished my thing (he looked quite disappointed when I packed away my tool) and walked out. I went to the upper level – and if he was really game, he would follow me.

Ayun. Game nga sya. So I ducked into a cubicle and he followed, but sadly, after less than a minute, he was gone. As in, natakot sya. Letche. Nothing happened – which is good, I guess.

Bad girl, Drunk by six
Kissing someone else's lips

But not all experiences are like that. Warren I met in the same cubicle and he was quite keen on doing the deed. At first, I was like very hesitant dahil, well, I really didn't want to do it. I wanted Oli and only him.

But the shocker was when I saw his tool. At first, it was unimposing. But in a few seconds, I realised that his 7 incher was quite thick. As in, I don't think I can hold it properly with one hand. Out of curiosity, I held it nga and MYGHAD shocker. I've never seen a penis that thick in real life. I had to play around with it for a while and then I couldn't resist the temptation to have it in my mouth.

I gagged. As in, it was very difficult to deep throat the guy because my jaw was just not used to that width. In a few minutes, he was cumming in my hand. I really didn't want to cum but when I saw his tool again and then he touched me, I couldn't resist. For the first time, I came involuntarily, all because his dick was just too fucking hot. His foreskin was so thick, despite the fact the penis was stretched out to the max, sideways.

After that, I think I got karma-ed because I got sick and my throat became sore (kasi! Feeling Ms. Talent kasi eh!). Oli never caught on, and of course, with the weather here, I got the flu. But I still feel guilty that I have no self-control left when it came to the deed. I have to work on that.

I'm not happy when I act this way
I'm not happy
This way

So yun lang. Hi to Urkyules (talagang second runner na lang ako! Siyehet!) and Bryan (Hallu and chenkyu for dropping by! Yes, published na ang lola mo… J)

PS Chenkyu to Lola Madonna for Bad Girl lyrics. I can so relate, sister. (Feeling close talaga, o!)

whataweek!

2008-04-06T19:06:00.000-07:00

First, tapilok with Zac. I mean, ok lang. Minor sprain, no biggie. Tapos sore throat, salamat kay warren (next post, promise). Ngayon, flu. As in, lagnat, sipon, ubo - the works! Gandaaaaaah!

So the past few days, may I rest ang lola nyo. Normally, that should give me the time to blog and such, pero honest - super lata ako. It's only now I am getting better but I'm still super weak.

ANYway, just wanted to gloat because I sent something to Postsecret and my God, it got published! Horray!!!!

Here is my entry - and kung hindi ka regular televiewer, tungkol ito kay david.

Update lang - wis na si david sa buhay ko dahil dumating na ang kanyang papa (as in real dad, not fafa) at nagdrive sila around Australia. Wis ko na alam kung ano ang nangyari sa kanya.

Anyway, hafi ang lola niyo. Yun lang.

Quentin: I saw the carpet dahil one day, I was walking out of the shower stalls and he was on his way in. Tapos yun, kita ko ng konti - pero syempre demure ako so didn't see much other than the carpet. :-)

Yajnat: Uso yan, especially sa mga Lebanese at Greek. Dahil sa kanila, shaped brows = sosyal at well-bred. Yung barbero ko, super sculpted pero di sya bading ha.

Ruff: Nice to know you are still alive and kicking. And yes, I like Zac more (my freenz charmeeeng) but it could also be the irish accent. Super duper cute! Honest!

Princhecha: Ako rin! Trauma akish, sister! Never na akong puwedeng mag "I Love the Nightlife" dance routine!

Oh, sige. Promise next time, si Warren! :-)

Pictures Dahil Wala Akong Magawa Today

2008-03-29T23:02:00.000-07:00

Today I tripped. Not just any casual oops but an actual putanginawalanaakongpoise kind of trip. I fell down the stairs into the arms (well, actually more of calves) of the guy in front of me - Zac, the gym instructor I was talking about a few entries back.

Now, I know what you're thinking - ANLANDING BAKLA! Yes, malandi ako, but there are limits to what I will do to feel up a guy's calves. Twisting my own ankle is not part of the deal.

For the not so regular televiewers (ayan na naman! Channeling Inday Badiday!), Zac is a gym instructor here at Fitness First and now he's my hero as well. The nice thing about him is that ang ganda ng puwet nya, ha! - yes, I've seen it - but he's too much of a redhead for my taste. Some might like him though. For those who are curious, the carpet is slightly darker than the curtains, but I could be mistaken.

Anyway, I was trying to be all macho about it, pero to be honest, gusto kong maghagulgol til ever. Pero mabait ang aking preens tsarmeeng - tinulungan ako tapos basic first aid. Syempre, kumick-in ang male pride.

"I'm ok. I can do this. It's just an ice pack." Pero chicka naman sya. Moral of the story: <3 ko sya. (Ganon?!? Ang cheap ng lola nyo talaga!) And utang ko ito kay Kiko I think. My fafa for the moment, Dan. Sadly, fully clothed.

Sorry sideways pero I couldn't change the orientation of the pics. I'm sure there's a good way of doing it, but now, I have my painkillers and soon drifting off to sleep.

Good night, televiewers, and saranghamnida, Oli! :-)

Dong: For Size Queens Only

2008-03-24T17:46:00.000-07:00

The previous post about Iohan reminded me of something that happened not too long ago - maybe 3 years ago, actually, when I was last alone in Pinaslandia.

But as usual...

Quentin: No, Iohan is definitely not gay although at one point, I'm sure he was bicurious. Oh well... I also saw his younger brother's penis, but given that I felt so paedophilic, I definitely won't be posting about that.

Princhecha: Hehehe. The wedding went without a hitch, and na-upstage ako!!!!... by the actual flower girl. Letcheng bata... :-D

Ash: Well, thank you for dropping by the blog and leaving your comment. I really do appreciate people leaving their 2c worth! :-)

Palma: OH. MY. GOD. Thank you! Kailangan kong pagisipan ito! It's my chance to win... (feeling ko Miss Universe Contestant ako!) Can I email you my entry na lang? (Shy daw, o!!!)

Joel: Given that I was so young at that time (weren't we all?), I doubt I could have done much to turn him to the other side, but given the chance now, well... I'm not Miss Talent 1998 for nothing.

Anyway, back to the story. It starts with - as usual - the gay hunting grounds. In the olden days, it used to be Galleria or SM North cinemas. Now, it can be anywhere where people hang around and single men can loiter about without being told off by the local cops, security guards, baranggay tanods, closeted janitors, and whatnot.

This story happened in the sosiest of the local hangouts - Shang Mall, in particular, the fountain area close to Marks and Spencer. Of course, this does not mean the loitering public were sosy by any means. It is after all the melting pot of all men of various leanings.

This guy was quite short, dark and (to be very honest) very promdi. Something about his look reeked of growing up in the farmland, pushing the carabao and milling the grains. But he was cute, mind you. He had dazzling teeth that even from afar, you could tell was CloseUp white.

He was loitering in the fountain area and I had just popped out of Diesel. I needed to pee so I made a turn to go to the toilets, but we just had "that moment" when our eyes met and I smiled. It wasn't even a full smile, mind you, but it was there.

I went into the loo which was surprisingly empty (a rarity on a Sunday afternoon) and did my thing at the urinals. In a few seconds, I heard the door open and soon enough, there he was beside me.

Now, normally, from my experience, short guys rarely impress in the equipment department. In fact, with this guy, I was predicting 4-5 inches max, definitely thin. Take note that that rarely stops me. I am not necessarily a size queen, but I appreciate men (and penises) of various inclinations.

But when this guy whipped out his wanger, I said, nice. I gauged it at 5-6 inches... and then I realised it was still soft. In a few seconds, it grew to its hard 9 inch status.

*hikbi*

In the mystical confines of Shang Mall, I saw the biggest dick I have ever seen on a Pinoy - and BOY, was I happy...

But the question was: What should I do now?

After giving him a VERY quick grope (and wow, it was thick as!), I put my weiner back in my pants and waited for him outside. He popped out, grinning from ear to ear and asked me my name.

Siyempre, fake name, noh! I don't trust him yet. He told me his name was Dong, and judging by the size of his, it was quite an apt name. :-)

I walked with him for a while, and turns out he lived close to my province. He also apparently knows my uncle, which of course raised a flag or two. Will I forego face in my family for a fun frolick with a phenomenally fat fellatio-able fenis (este, penis)?

Syempre, the latter! We had coffee and over the course of the break, my suspicions were correct. He came from a slightly impoverished family and he worked his way towards financial independence - very admirable, actually. He apparently had a lover whom he met through the internet (second warning flag) who was based in the States. He showed me pictures of his playmates (third warning flag) on his mobile phone and talked about his likes and dislikes.

Of course, normally, three flags and you're out, but given the circumstances... well, let's just quote Ate Vi in this one, "sayang ang gintong ari". So we exchanged numbers and called it a day.

A day later, he sends me his address via MMS with a picture. And yes, it was a picture indeed. Aba ang lolah niyo - may I lunok the bato and fly! When I got to his sharehouse (he was living with five other people, all call center workers), we immediately took off our clothes and did our thing.

My GOD! He was an animal. He was versatile, and sadly I didn't want to bottom (*NATAKOT KO!!!*) so I ended up fucking him bareback for a while and then sucking him off. I knew I was less than admirable as a bed fellow, but I only wanted him for his fucking hot penis.

Then his lover called on his mobile. Funny enough, turns out he was in town and staying in some hotel on Roxas. He said he was on his way and put down the phone with a sheepish look on his face.

Ako, care ko!? Basta tuloy ang hada, ok lang!

Soon enough, he came, I swallowed and I came. I drove him to the hotel and left it at that. I have not heard from him since, and that's a good thing, I think. I don't want him to think he was anything more than a one night stand, because I'm sure that was what I was anyway, no matter how badly our session was.

From time to time, I wonder how he is. I wonder if he is happy, and I wonder if I could have one last play with his sausage. I'd love to see how he fits in me.

Iohan: Sabay sa Ikot ng Mundo…

2008-03-18T02:07:00.001-07:00

(Cue in Gulong ng Palad music)

It started back in the early 90's. I was on my Junior Year at my university and he was a year younger. We knew each other because he got along quite well with my girlfriend then, Celine… Lopez.

*CHARING! Joke lang! Hindi si Celine Lopez, pero honest, Shelline ang name niya. Weird noh???

Ay, hi nga pala kay Princhecha! And loyal ka! Good for you! Buti ka pa, ghurl!

At Kiks: Promise may pictures next time. Super busy this week dahil kakasal na ang brother in law ko… at ako ang flower ghurl! (GANON! Charing-gerzie talaga ako tonight)

Ay. Serious pala dapat ako.*

(Cue in ulit ang Gulong ng Palad music)

…We knew each other because he got along quite well with my girlfriend then, Shelline. He was stocky but in a nice way. Not too bulky but enough to point to the fact that he goes to the gym quite often and knows what to eat. Like most stereotypical Chinoys, he was quite pale but his complexion was marble smooth. He had a smile that lights up a room and he kept his hair misshapen as though he just woke out of bed (although God knows the number of hours he takes to fix his hair). He wore all black that time, not because he was a rocker of some sort, but because he liked the contrast it made against his skin. He was vain that way, but not in a loud way. To offset his height, he had a swagger about him, as though he had someone in between his legs that made walking difficult.

*tili*

Anyway, it all started when we both went to the urinals at the same time while Shelly was in the ladies' room. He took one end of the urinals and I stood in the middle. We were still talking about everything and nothing when I noticed a strange tone in the air. I slightly turned my head so that I could see him from the corner of my eye.

What I thought I saw was an erect penis and his face looking at me. I didn't know what to do. My member was slightly hard, yes, but not quite aroused. Let's face it – I *was* peeing.

I knew I was slightly leaning towards batting for the other team, but I was far from an expert and even if I was keen on playing around, I didn't want to muck around so close to home.

So I did what I thought any decent hetero would do. I put my mouse back in the house and went straight to the mirror, feigning disinterest at Iohan and his seemingly throbbing member.

When I went outside, Shelly was there, waiting for us. Iohan popped out a few seconds after I did and off we went to have merienda.

The whole time, I was trying to ignore Iohan. I focused on my girlfriend and we had a fantastic conversation. Once in a while, I would notice Iohan lingering on the moles on my lower jaw, which gradually made an erratic line down my neck and to my right nipple.

That day ended without incident and we all split up to our respective cars to go home.

A week later, I receive a call from Iohan, inviting me to go to his house for a sleepover. Ako naman – game! We were supposed to do an Omen marathon – yes, Omens 1-3. I know, I know – a movie about the Anti-Christ isn't exactly going to lead to gay sex, but hey. Who knows, eh?

Anyway when I got there, the popcorn was ready and the VCR was hot to trot. I took out the tape from my bag and placed it in. Iohan was seated at the edge of his bed, wearing nothing but ankle length boxers. I brought my PJs so in true perverted fashion, I undressed in front of him – yup, in my birthday suit – and proceeded to put on my PJs. I angled myself so that he doesn't see my penis, but I could see the TV and Iohan himself.

He was definitely NOT looking at the TV.

I proceeded to sit on the bed as well and mangle the popcorn in the bowl that separated me and him. And yes, we watched the movie.

Midway through the second movie, we realised that our popcorn stash had diminished in size. Despite the fact that our lips were burning with salt, we still slowly trudged through what was left until only a handful of edible kernels were left. I slowly proceeded to get them until Iohan noticed and dragged the bowl onto his other side – presumably so that he could keep the popcorn for himself. I tried to reach for it, and what ensued was probably close to playful wrestling. The popcorn bowl fell promptly to the floor, but we still kept at it until our bodies were slightly sweaty and our laughter had overridden the maniacal laughter of Damien as he continued to kill people in the movie.

We stopped after a few minutes and he proceeded to go to the loo. I told him that I needed to pee as well, and he told me to follow him. He stood by the bowl but clearly left a space for me beside him. Sensing that this was it, I followed his silent instructions and whipped out Pedro for Iohan to see.

It was a sight to behold. Our two penises pushing water into the bowl and I knew that he was looking at mine, as I was looking at his.

He said my dick was pretty big – but I dismissed it, saying that his was pretty hefty as well. As our penises grew in both length and girth, we both knew we were checking each other out. I finished my deal but hung around a bit longer. Once he finished his business, we both reached out and touched each other's penis, under the guise of which was bigger.

I have to admit. For a short guy, he was packing it in length, but definitely mine was thicker. We proceeded to play with each under (again under the guise of inspection) until both our members were rock hard.

Then he did something strange. He stopped playing, packed his pecker away and proceeded to go back to the bedroom. He put on a shirt and unpaused the VCR. Sensing that playtime was over, I did the same.

Nothing else happened that night, and given that he placed a pillow between him and myself, I assumed that that night was not the night.

Not that it ever happened again. Believe it or not, he just let me be, and a few months later, he got together with Hazel, a nice charming girl that one can only describe as homely.

Last I heard from Iohan, he was beefed up like an armoured car, thanks to his gym instructor and perhaps a shot of steroids as well. He got his girlfriend pregnant but as far as I know, he is still single.

And if you are reading this, Iohan…

(Stop Gulong ng Palad music)

WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING???

konti na lang, maloloka na ako...

2008-03-12T05:06:00.000-07:00

just random thoughts today. tried posting awhile ago and after spilling my guts and all, bigla ba namang nalokring ang computer ko. that's it. i will have my laptop checked - maybe reinstall windows. that's what i get for running windows in the first place. mac osx forever!!!

anyway, first of all...

quentin: i've already seen holding the man. read the book a few years ago when I was still going out with someone who was hiv positive. the book was FANTASTIC and I cried buckets when I read the ending (read: I fall in love so easily now...). I watched it with Oli last year at AYUN! Nasira ang mascara.

princhecha! LOVE THE NAME! So *cute*! Good luck with your blogs and I look forward to reading more of your (mis)adventures soon! Oh, and the kidney thing is nothing too serious. My doctor gave me some drugs and told me to see him again in six months. Since cute ang doctor ko, ok lang. (LANDI TALAGA NG VHAKLAH!)

Just a fast one, today i went to the gym and i saw Daniel. Daniel is an instructor, dark features (as in Lebanese ata or Greek background) and HOT bod. I saw him undressed in the locker rooms before and though I couldn't see quite clearly, what I saw was HOT HOT HOT.

This time, I was in the steam room when I saw him enter the showers. Syempre ang lola nyo, FIGHT. I took my sweet time getting to where he was and LO AND BEHOLD, the shower panels were open WIDE and I could see his naked ass.

Now the scary part is: Do I go to the stall opposite his and ogle? Or should I not shit where I eat?

Believe it or not, I chose option B. I don't think Daniel is gay - maybe he's just proud of his bod and with good reason. He. Is. Hot.

When he popped out of the shower, still drying himself along the way, I saw snippets of his package. As in he shaved off all his pubes, leaving full access to his low-hanging cut cock. It was quite gorgeous (what little I saw) and I could not wait until I see more.

Of course, I could not really hang around while he was toweling and I think he got his gaydar on because all of a sudden, he angled himself away from me in the locker area. Not that I mind so much. Let's face it - I'm considered ancient in these parts, and given the fact that I am 19 kilos overweight, not good.

In fairnezz to myzelf, I don't look that overweight when I have clothes on. My pecs manage to hide most of the fat. But still, when wearing only a towel, my body is unforgiving.

Still, I love that I saw trainer cock. I hope to see Zac's soon. Maybe I should post pics of the trainers... what do you think? >:-D

O sige. Yun lang. Sleep na akish...

PROMISE! Iohan post next week. Very interesting, that story, although not highly sexual...

Le Sigh...

2008-03-09T16:09:00.000-07:00

Sorry for the late update. I was supposed to do Iohan but this week has gotten me in the wrong frame of mind. Had to go to the doctor's - apparently, there is something wrong with my kidneys. The doctor initially thinks it has something to do with protein shakes that I drink after workouts, but I don't think I overdo it naman so I don't know.

Bahala na.

Hello to the following:
1. Urkyules: Hello! And welcome to my walang katuturan blog. Thanks for adding me in your link bar - I promise to do the same once this thing is over and done with. That is, if you don't mind.

As for Sydney, well, it *is* nice, but Melbourne is much nicer. I like the Baguio-type weather they have although it can go to extremes once in a while.

2. Quentin: I've been having VERY bad thoughts about some of Oli's friends who are bodybuilders. Sadly, they are not gay. Mga letch.

3. Zang: The Nurse I am referring to is Ruff Nurse Du Jour, whose blog is found here. I strongly encourage you to read his blog. He has wonderful stories to tell, and though I have never met him, I am sure he is a lovely, lovely person as well.

4. Chase: Thank you very much for the kind words. Syempre when I say that, feeling ko Ms. Universe contestant... the ones who get booted out of the show after the first round. :-S

But honestly, thank you. :-)

5. Kiko: Hello! and thank you for adding a link! Highly appreciated. I hope shopping has been fun in Canadia (joke namin ni david, yung gym buddy ko). ANYway, take care and have FUN there!

... yes, you know what I mean... sa toilet. *tili!*

Anyway, while publishing this, my computer crashed 4 times - jandanoh??? I think it is a sign I should stop. I promise to publish Iohan next time. :-)

Ganda...

2008-02-27T16:34:00.000-08:00

Super... ganda...

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Before anything else,
(a) Nurse: Inasmuch as I would love to have friends over, di pwede dahil super small ang place namin. When we have friends or family over, we are in each other's faces... Sorry talaga hija. Until we get a new place... Still, tell me if you are here. I can be tour guide. CHARING!

(b) Quentin: Trust me. My uni life was quite boring - it's only small circumstances that made life... interesting. :-D

(c) yajnat: And don't forget: the blackhole of all malicious thoughts! Hehehe!

(d) savante: I agree. I miss Hector sometimes... but not too much. :-)

Decided to trek to Sydney with Oli for Mardi Gras. Except it's raining. Horridly. And it caught me offguard as well! Oli is here for a business-chuva, at ako naman - good girl. Just staying at a friend's house (no sex, thank you) and chilling out. It's good to do that once in a while. Decided to go to the supermarket at yun! Naabutan ako ng ulan. I normally love the rain, but not when my umbrella is the travel-sized one that barely covers my feet. The wind factor didn't help much either.

So by the time I got to Coles, I was soaking wet. I decided to go to the loo and fix myself (para naman hindi ako mukhang losyang, noh!). Now, the men's room in Coles is funny. It's kind of L-shaped, with the urinals at the end of the smaller L. From outside, you can't fully see the urinals themselves, but you can see a bit of the urinals from the reflection of the mirrors on the wall.

When I entered, the first thing I saw was his reflection in the mirror. To be clear about it, it was his back. It was as wide as my ass after Oli fucks me hard. It was massive and it doesn't take a genius to know that he is a bodybuilder. He was standing at an odd angle, but he righted himself when I opened the door.

Yum, I said to myself.

I decided to be naughty and pretend to urinate. (Come on - you've done it too, pher siur! You take out your willy, look at the wall, and casually look at the other people's package.)

Well, I do. In fact, I have to admit I do it all the time. When I did it this time, Brock (yes, I am naming him Brock because he looks like a Greek version of Brock from Active Duty) looked at me guiltily, managed a polite nod and looked away.

Now I LOVE it when people look away because it gives you a reason to look at them full frontal. I mean, why not, choknat? No one was there and any interloper would make noise sufficiently enough that I would have more than enough time to compose myself and feign innocence.

Anyway, Brock looked away and that was when I saw it. FUCK. Ang laki ng ari niya. He was uncircumcised (as with 94.7425% of the Australian population*) and his dickhead was a throbbing purple helmet. He tried to cover his hardon with his hand, but the length just made that pretty much impossible.

And then it happened. He came. Yes, folks, three small spurts of come came dribbling to the floor. His deep sigh woke me to reality and I turned away with dead malice (as in patay malisya). Before I knew what was happening, he packed his dark meat, rinsed his hands quickly, and ran out the door. Yup, no soaping or drying of hands.

That kind of caught me offguard. It was obvious that he didn't want me to see him cum and I don't think he was gay. I know the fantasy and all, but seriously, this guy just wasn't it.

When I walked to see how much cum there was, I turned around and realised what it was. At that particular corner, anyone who opens the door can see a little bit of cock if the one peeing was angled the right way.

So in short, he wanted the women outside to see his cock. Kinda strange given that a man has to first go through the door in order for women to see his package. In my head, I said tanga.

In fairness to him, it was a fucking good package.

Anywat, I don't think I have much more to say. The Dorm series is over, unless something from 16 years ago strikes me yet again.

The next one I am thinking of writing about is Iohan. Until then...

*PS This may be a fictional figure, "quoted" in an attempt to pass myself off as an expert.

Dorm Series #6: Hec

2008-02-18T23:13:00.000-08:00

(As usual, pabati muna)

Quentin: Helloooo! Long time, no hear.

Just got back to the office. Had to do last minute changes to a document I needed to print for tomorrow. Just as I entered the building, I saw him - a short, stocky guy, definitely Asian, looking furtively. We made eye contact, I smiled and yun. We went to the toilet and did the nasty. His dick was quite hard, pulsing even. I think it has only been his second or third time to do this, as he was still nervous but he was addicted to the adrenaline. Midway through the process, I actually fell out of the zone - I just wanted to go to the office and print the bloody document, but no... oh no no no. I just had to get into it again. Mind you, I don't think it will happen again for a while. The guy came, I zipped up and left.

Kinda takot because I will be going to Merlot to return the DVD I borrowed ages ago. I really hope nothing bad happens.

Anyway, Hector was one of my roommates. He was only there for one sem because his mother was still in the process of getting a flat for both him and his twin brother, Harry. Hec was short (around 5'7") but plays basketball like a beast (tangina, who doesn't in the Philippines?). He has dark skin but a blazing white smile. The only thing that mars his face is that front tooth cap that was so very 60's. But other than that, he is a charmer. Definitely. He is the type who, in movies, would play the hardinero the lead girl falls for.

The nice thing about staying in a room with 3 other boys is that sooner or later, chances are you will see cock. One way or another, the pants will fall and you will see the goods. In my case, it was easy with Hec because he was not shy about dropping his underpants although he doesn't stay buck naked for too long. One day, I commented about the birthmark on his upper thigh. When he asked what birthmark, I said the one that was covered by his briefs.

Off the briefs went.

He started describing how it was actually a scar that darkened for some strange reason, and as he was telling the story (I really wasn't listening), I started slowly touching his scar, outlining with my finger. His dick was throbbing a bit at this point, and he apologised for his bouncing member, saying he hadn't done the self-loving in a week.

A WEEK??? Paksyet.

I told him to lie down and I proceeded to play around with his penis. He looked a bit worried, until I said this is something we all do once in a while, and I told him he could play around with mine after - if he wanted. I told him to enjoy it and pretended to look bored (para naman kunwari) while jacking away at his dick.

His member became dark violet in its colour and I knew he was enjoying the ride. It didn't take him long though - in a matter of minutes, he started splurting out gobs of cum - it dribbled down my hand and I was in heaven. I proceeded to scoop out the cum and rush to my corner as though to wipe my hands (but really I slurped his cum into my greedy mouth).

As he lay there, I jumped onto my bed and said, "OK, my turn."

I pulled down my pants, and he reluctantly jacked me off. I gave him more directions (faster here, rub my head once in a while) and he followed directions down to the letter. I loved it. He looked bored in the process (but then so did I). In a few minutes, my own cum was dribbling down his hand - but I think he actually wiped the cum away rather than secretly stashing it in his mouth.

I loved those moments with Hector. I think it only happened twice more after that, but I am not complaining. Sweet dreams are made of these.

Dorm Series #5: W

2008-02-17T02:55:00.001-08:00

If I told you what W meant, you would shake your head in disbelief. If you manage to guess what W stands for, you will get a free blowjob from me. That's how confident I am you wouldn't guess.

Just for the record, I give good blowjobs. Oh, and these blowjobs usually end up in rimming. I like rimming.

Anyway, W is an awesome chap. He is dark, seemingly promdi, but with a very clear, undeniable American accent that gives away his wit and intellect. He is, I believe, a closet geek. He tries to be cool but the whole package -the glasses, the body frame, the lovely chocolate-dark skin- reeks of promdi. Still, he is a DOLL - all that and brains too!

Sorry kung medyo HELLO ang entry today but I am medyo tipshee.

It all started with Elaine. Elaine is a lovely homely girl with the most pleasant smile. She is no bombshell but she can definitely brighten someone's day. Anyway, to make a long story short, W liked Elaine, Elaine didn't like W and she dumped him.

Ouch.

It was a UAAP day that day, and everyone was out cheering for our university team. The dorm was suspiciously quiet and there were only a handful of us still lingering about. In the middle of the afternoon, W knocked on various doors. He wanted to talk to my other roomie, but sadly, I was the only one. I sensed there was something wrong with him so I asked outright: Are you ok?

He said, hesitatingly, that he was just dumped. He was on the border of tears and I didn't know how to deal with that, so I did what I do best.

(not suck cock, you green minded people)

I started massaging his back. I asked him to retell his story and after doing the whole gamut, I forced him to lie face down on the bed and proceeded to give my orgasmic backrub.

After a while, he was moaning on the bed and I knew he was loosening up a bit. After half an hour, my hands started to pulse so I gave up. When he turned around, a huge boner shone like a beacon and I couldn't help but stare. FUCK. It was massive.

He noticed I was staring so he proceed to half-cover it with one hand. I said it was impressive and jokingly proceeded to grab his legs and give his crotch the good ole' foot vibration (see earlier entries for details).

Surprisingly, he took his hand away and my foot had direct access to his dick.

Jesus frakking hell. It was as massive as I thought, and I proceeded to ask him how big it was. With all the pride men can muster, he whacked his dick out in all its glory.

Hello. 8 inches. The tip was small, and it was thick around the base, but still, it. was. MASSIVE.

I proceeded to touch it, and given the lack of resistance, gave it a slow wank. He closed his eyes and moaned.

That was it. I jacked him off while I freed my member with my other hand. I have an OK dick, but nothing compared to his.

After a while, he reached out and proceeded to give me the most tender handjob I have ever had. He treated my penis like some fragile orchid! Not that I minded the soft treatment. It was, to say the least, interesting.

However, being the curious person that I am, I told him to lie down on the floor. When he did so, I followed suit and took his member in my mouth with my crotch a feet away from his face. I was hoping he would suck me off as well.

In less than 30 seconds, I got my wish. I felt his warm member in mouth and his mouth in mine. We sucked each other until he came in my mouth. It always takes me a while to come so he just kept on going - and given that he has not lost his erection, I kept on going as well.

His cum was sweet, strangely. And the tip of his cock never lost its fierce violet hue. I just had the time of my life feel the tip touching the deep base of my throat. He maintains to be the second longest/biggest Pinoy cock I have ever sucked in my life.

After half an hour of sucking me, he slowly rose to his knees and said he gave up on making me cum. I said it was expected and I thanked him for his effort. Deep down inside, I was screaming in joy.

Elaine, you don't know what you are missing, you stupid girl.

Next in the series: Hec

Dorm Series #4: Glenn

2008-02-13T18:20:00.000-08:00

First of all, hello and sorry for the long wait. Madrama ang life ngayon so medyo quiet muna ang lola niyo.

Nagpaparamdam na naman ang Merlot pero buti naman at (a) may day job ang lokah so we can't do anything about it during the day, and (b) at night, nandito ang Oli so I can't do anything about that also.

Buti naman at maiba ang direksyon ng kati. Hehehe.

To Anonymous: Thanks for reading the blog. In the back of my head, I know I blog because I like being heard by others. In a way, it verifies that I am alive. I'm not sure how but it does.

Anyway, I was thinking about Glenn the other day. As with 99% of the dormers, Glenn was from the province. He had a lean body, not too muscular, but definitely fit in the right places. The one thing that really struck me with Glenn is the size of his... calves. No, seriously, those things were HUGE. They were obviously disproportional to his body - they were so round and muscular that one could smear gravy all over them and have them ala KFC. (Labo) Perhaps it's years of playing basketball. Who knows?

Glenn has a lovely body, but the face could be better. We used to tease him about his hair, which in all honesty, was hopeless. "Ipis" we would refer to him but he would be sport about it. So yeah.

Anyway, one day, he knocks on my door and asks me about my notes in the Psych class that we shared. One thing led to another and we started talking about Anna, this HOT girl (I swear she was hot) who had her tits almost popping out every single class we had. While he was describing her, he started to rub his crotch discretely. Obviously, she was the inspiration for a lot of self-loving at night.

At that point, again choices choices. Do I do something about it or do I just let it be? Because I was lying in bed and he was sitting on my chair, I had full frontal access to his dick. I stretched my leg and gave his crotch a brief massage. I didn't know why I knew he would be ok with it, but let's face it - if a kid had Anna on his mind, only one thing could come out of it.

So after a few seconds of foot pleasure, I decided to go manual. I popped his dick out of his shorts, and there it was. Full mast. A little bit thin but long enough to do some damage - and naturally sparse hair too. I didn't expect that last one.

Anyway, I grabbed his dick and (surprise, surprise) he grabbed mine. We started jacking each other slowly, and as our breathing increased, so did our speed. I came first with each glob trickling down his knuckles. Using that, he pushed my hand away and lubed his dick. He then proceeded to pound away and in a few seconds, he was spent, his juices dripping onto the floor.

From a distance, we could hear my roommates approaching so he quickly cleaned himself up and walked out the door. I barely had time to wipe his juices from the floor, but it was a good thing he stalled my roommates by talking about the PBA and whatnot.

By the time my roommates walked through the door, I was reading my notes and concentrating on not breathing too hard.

Close call.

I'm supposed to add W to this post, but I really have tonnes to do. Take care, y'all and hope to hear from you guys soon. :-D

We interrupt...

2008-02-09T22:18:00.000-08:00

...this increasingly boring series with newsflash. Out of the blue, Merlot wants me to come over his house. His flatmate isn't around and I have this sinking suspicion he wants to fool around.

Ewan ko nga ba! I mean, in fairness, maganda ang kanyang ari - seriously, winnar sha! Kung yun lang, e, no problem. But the thing is: wala na ako sa mood to play around. Seriously. Oli and I go through ups and downs, but the thing is: talagang no mood na akish.

I think partly the reason why I am "reminiscing" in my blog is that I don't seem to have anything else to say anymore. I don't visit the toilets for "that reason" anymore. Sure, once in a while, curiosity hits, but nothing comes out of it (and I do mean that literally as well).

But I have a DVD that needs to be returned to Merlot and syet talaga.

You see, Merlot is not the most handsome man in the block. He is skinny, weird, quirky and (unlike his namesake) unabashedly pale. The only thing good about him really is that he is quite well hung. That doesn't count for much, to be honest. Sure, it's fun to play with, but after a while, you just want to roll him into the ocean.

Anyway, just a thought. I promise the next in the series (Glenn and W) is much more interesting. Well, at least, W. :-)

Dorm Series #3: Gary, the Chinoy Bulldog

2008-01-30T17:41:00.000-08:00

Halloooo agayn! I decided to take a break from life and blog about the dorm yet again. Alam nyo - I just realised that in my idea of what the dorm series is like, the stories will get more tame and boring as we go along. So sorry na lang kung medyo HELLO ang mga later entries.

And before we continue, konting mga hello lang sa ating mga blogviewers (Feeling Kuya Germs talaga, folks! Supeeeer!)

Quentin: Baka. Not sure yet if I have the finances to go to Mardi Gras. Medyo saving up akish, eh. :-)

AJ: Actually, I was failing zoology so no choice ako but to choose the dead frog. Pero honest, parang may kakaiba sa kanyang ulo kaya no thanks talaga ang lola nyo. PLUS! Alam mo naman tayo... Maria Clara... *choz!*

Rainbow Man: Living in the dormitories is awesome! Wait for the other stories...

McVie: Tour na lang sa mga bathhouse! *choz!*

Actually, it's been a good day thus far! Super happy ako for some strange reason! Well, this is actually a rare occurrence so not challenging the fates.

Now where was I? Oh, yes. Gary. Gary is a short stocky chinoy from (I think) Cagayan de Oro or Cebu. Not sure, actually. Anyway, Gary has an awesome stocky body, well-built with a little layer of fat for good measure. He has a VERY broad jawline, which emphasises his stocky build as well. He was naturally pale (stereotypical Chinoy) - pati singit nya! Honest!

Anyway, Gary is a strange fellow. He is known to have a fetish for earlobes. So, while taking to you in public, he would reach out and fondle your earlobes. I think he uses that to project his nipple fantasies I think.

I know that because (here it comes) Gary is also known to invade shower stalls. Yes, I kid you not. This hunky/chunky guy is known to pop in while you are taking a shower and invade your water supply. You see, in our dorm, every floor has two shower areas. Each shower area has 6 shower stalls, 3 on one side and another 3 facing the other. So what Gary would do is go through each stall until he finds someone he knows or likes, and basically showers with them (yes, buck naked) for 2 minutes or so.

When he did that to me, I was like, WTF??? And as he proceeded to use my water supply, I started scrubbing his hair. (Why not, diva?) And then I soaped his back and (from behind) his chest. I kinda figured, if he's into that, I can so help out. So I continued and then I tweaked his nipples. He liked it. He didn't move. So I continued. I started with a gentle chest massage then I became a bit more aggressive with my "massage" and ended up just twirling his nipples. I snuck a peak at his member at this point and saw that, like his entire body, it was short but fucking thick as!

He still continued to stay in my cubicle. O sige, I thought. Fight tayo. :-)

I continued soaping his until I got to his lower back. I was still debating whether or not I wanted to invade his ass when he suddenly pulled away the shower curtain and walked out. There I was, hard-on threatening to arise and ever so slightly horny.

Later on in the day, I went to his dorm room and chatted with him. I wanted to see if I could push the issue with him but sadly, his three other roommates were there. I went to his corner to chat and I saw a pic of one of his mates who was obviously in the middle of a shower when the shower curtain was pulled and a camera was let loose. I asked him who the guy was (kinda cute) (nice dick) and he said it was his mate from one of his courses.

I didn't pursue the matter any further. A day later, Gary slipped my mind. Too bad really, because once in a while, I wonder where he is and how he is doing. I wonder how he is in bed and how his sweat smells as he's pumping on my ass. I love stocky men and will forever wonder what wonders Gary can do.

(Boring entry, noh?) Next in the Dorm Series: Glenn and W.