Wednesday, April 30, 2008

lock, stock, and barrel

we meet up at a nearby mall.

he was wearing post-gym workout clothes.
i was wearing basic black.

we took a walk to his dorm.
we got inside his room.
started fooling around.

he was sweet. cute. stocky.
aggressive.
serious.

damn, you're so fucking hot, he says.
shut up, i say. and i kiss him long and hard.
we move to the bed.

i want a boyfriend like you, he pants.
shh. don't say anything, i say.

then one of the bed supports cracked.
i guess my bed knows how to choose who i should have a relationship with, he says.
i stop, and look at him.
we barely know each other, i say.

i look at his eyes.
i wish you were my boyfriend, he says.
we just met, i say.

so? he asks.
he starts exploring my body.
i sit up in surprise as a finger goes inside the cave.

wait, i don't do that, i say.
why? he asks.

i just don't. it's a special place and it's a special act, i say.
if i were your boyfriend, would you let me? he asks.

i don't reply. instead i just kiss him.

and spent a lot of time trying to stop him from entering.
stop, i protest. many times.
please? he begs.
no, i'm sorry. everything but that, i say.

we took a bath after.
soaped each other up.
kissed. fondled. teased.
toweled each other off.

you'll be mine soon, he growls.
he takes me by surprise as he lifts and carries me off the bed and towards the door.

put me down, i say.
he lets me down and i kiss him one more time.

and i leave him.

Saturday, April 26, 2008

i don't want no scrubs

well, that was what i thought.

then i thought, what the hell. i'll try them body scrubs.

and so i went to a nearby spa.

arranged to have ground coffee beans, honey, and warm water scrubbed all over my body.

the bed was slippery. they used linoleum. ick. should've used rubberized material. it's an accident waiting to happen.

a careful citrus body wash came first. then came the scrub.

the treatment itself was interesting. interesting because i loved the coffee smell.

except when one gets a body scrub, isn't the objective to get all your parts scrubbed? no hanky panky stuff here. i mean, shouldn't your jewels get a shine too? and shouldn't the entrance to the pearly gates be scrubbed as well?

did i expect too much and got too little? or is it just how scrubs go?

was the therapist expecting something more than a mere scrub?

a few of his not-so-subtle hints:

"sir, would you like to turn off the lights so it's more romantic?" (er, whatever do you mean?)

fingers graze the jewels. (hell, if you should graze, just go ahead and polish them outright. right?)

hands enter the neatly trimmed forbidden forest. (again, just go clean the woodlands, will ya?)

a carefully placed showerhead to moisten the entrance to the pearly gates. (should've scrubbed it before hosing it down, man!)

and as i stand showering, clearing myself of the ground coffee, the half-naked therapist watches unabashedly at james and the peaches - dangling and wet- and smiles. (um, you like what you see, j?)

*sigh*

i must try another spa's scrub for comparison.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

a matter of size

most of the men i've met are pretty much endowed.

except that during those times, i thought their dick size was average. based on my dick. because i based my size on the porn i've watched.

only to find out that when most guys say large, it is average to me.

i guess i am large to most people.

i am pleasantly surprised.

fuck it. no mr polite.

i'm fucking proud i got a dick larger than average.

i guess i have been pretty lucky so far.

although i've had my fair share of small pickles.

there was the masseur who boasted of a jumbo hotdog to me. and when he revealed his prized possession, it was half of mine.

or the med student i met. attractive, good body, and flawless. except for the vienna-sized sausage looking straight at me. hard.

lucky, or maybe i just lack more experience with guys...

i'm glad to have realized i am a bigger man than i thought i was.

*grin*

do you hate me now?

Monday, April 21, 2008

morning call

date set, time set, place set.

shower. tee. short. flip flips.

i can still make it.

i run outside.

and nearly melted from the scorching sun.

arrived to find mr teaser slightly sweating from the humid heat.

he did not lie. he was slightly taller than me. he was good-looking. in a mestizo kind of way.

charming, personable, and gracious. i drank a glass of water before following him into his room.

pretty soon clothes were off. hairy places visited, caressed, touched, licked, and gently bitten.

moaning, groaning, grinding, and melding. sounds and bodies pressed together.

the sweat made skin slippery. deliciously so.

lunch time came and went.

muttered oaths as precious seed came forth.

and i kissed him happy birthday before i left.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

to bake and burn in boracay

boracay-bound, traveling by boat. the trio of tony, ian, and me.

arrived to find the beach not as powdery or white as advertised. i think panglao has a much better sand quality. whatever. i'm there to relax and have fun.

hot guys around. oh, so many, so little time.

hot girls too. if you were into girls. i do have to admit there were hot girls.

one of the hottest guys i saw was mr hot-pecs. he had gorgeous dark skin, infectious smile, and beautilfully mounded body parts. ah. he really had my full attention. except that he seemed to be into his chubby friend. i couldn't tell if it was just barkada play or for real.

bars, restos, and shops. god. i love the ylang-ylang soap.

on the morning we were to leave for cebu, i received a text message from a hot paraw guide. he wanted to meet. and so we did.

and we nearly missed the boat going home because of me.

some hot guys were on the boat for cebu.

there, we met mr hot engineer.

what a manlicious summer escapade.

*sigh*

i'm still reminiscing.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

spank me, i'm bad

got this from edik.

love the results.

who'd have thought i'd be so sinful?











Greed:High

Gluttony:Medium

Wrath:High

Sloth:Medium

Envy:High

Lust:Very High

Pride:High



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Wednesday, April 9, 2008

paid like the whore that i am

after airing our my grievances.

after writing an email and demanding a correct figure.

after more than four months, i finally got my last salary.

i find out many have resigned.

and more are resigning.

too bad i wasn't able to get the contact number of that hot security guy.

Sunday, April 6, 2008

written in the stars?

fortune-telling with eloy was crazy.

i've always loved divinations. they amuse me. sometimes they're right on, sometimes they're totally off the charts.

or perhaps it's the affinity to the occult. i don't know. but i love exploring the world beyond the material.

my reading went pretty okay. a warning or two. family matters. a little career.

then love life. it was like reading a page of my life containing the relationship parts. one page. with perhaps just one paragraph. a short description of my love life. or the lack of it. haha!

'you are presently single. someone is thinking about you right now.'

and i'm thinking, great. who the hell is that? and would they at least come forward?

'beware of gossip. you may become a center of it, or become a link in the chain.'

i listen to gossip. but i don't start it.

'there is a dark haired man in your life.'

er, asians all have dark hair. big help.

'be careful of someone you will meet. he is very attractive. but he may be bad news as well.'

oh, great. just when i've met someone hot, he turns out to be bad for me. story of my life.

'there is affection directed at you.'

great. would they come out and say it already?

then eloy catches me totally off-guard with a question.

'are you sure you're gay?'

i nearly fell off my chair. what made him say that?

'your energy is very masculine, and clothed in some feminine energy. which is very opposite of most gay men. gay men usually have strong feminine energy clothed in masculine energy. are you sure you're gay?'

i'm gobsmacked. of course i am.

'well, if you do decide to switch teams, you'd make a great straight guy.'

and i silently think, is he telling me that i'm bound to end up with women?

i ask him, okay, will i find my mister right, or at least a boyfriend?

'not in the philippines. you're bound to meet him outside of the country.'

silence.

'i see you will make good outside the country. you should plan on it.'

*sigh*

Thursday, April 3, 2008

something new

watching several pinoy gay-themed movie trailers, indie and studio-produced, made me wonder for a bit.

they seemed to be categorized into:
a. tragic love story
b. melodramedy
c. gayrishly "funny"

i admit, i don't see a lot of pinoy films. gay-themed or not.

because i end up thinking:

will the sad, tragic, and violent brokeback-inspired movies never end?
will the seemingly hilarious but over-the-top stereotyped gaymedies ever stop?
when will the endless overacting and underacting stop?

when will i see a sweet, heart-warming, and light story?
will i never hear a simple but moving and poignant dialogue?
will i ever get to watch a slice of non-overly-hyped real current life happening in a movie?

duda/doubt and bathhouse were very qaf. i love qaf.
bilog/circle was very crash. i love crash.
ang pagdadalaga ni oliveros was very charming. i loved it. loved it.
sibak was tragic. considered a breakthrough at the time. but still tragic. about a macho dancer.
i watched burlesk king mainly for tonio ortigas. as a macho dancer.
twilight dancers sort of flew past my memory. yet another macho dancer story?
parola... um, what was the story again? i just remember lots of gratuitous nudity. yum.
roxxxane... too late on the cell phone scandal theme.
selda seemed interesting. i'll probably watch it one of these days.
ang lihim ni antonio beckoned, but i didn't go.
daybreak seemed promising. i still didn't go.
hugot seems to be about men... in underwear. mostly tighty-whities.
manay po? er. i'll pass commenting on this one.

i do admit i haven't watched a lot of pinoy digiqueer movies. within the first 15 minutes, i get to see how the film is made. and within that 15 minutes, my attention has either been gripped or has been lost. like what happened to moreno - quickly ejected within 2 minutes from the dvd player.

the sudden rush of gay-themed movies have yet to inspire me to watch them at the movies. but i know i will eventually watch them. just not right away.

unless someone hot asks me out to watch it.

*grin*

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

la-la-lies

i'm a straight tripper, looking to hook up with other straight trippers only.

i'm bisexual and curious.

i'm very discreet and extremely straight acting.

i got a gym-toned body, lean and sexy.

i'm 5'8 tall, fair, and cute.

i'm sexy, fit, and hung.

i'm a pure top, but i can bottom for the right guy.

i'm not gay; i just never had sex with a girl because i believe marital sex is sacred.

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which ones have you used?

and which ones have been used on you?