Saturday, February 14, 2009

gotta be somebody

anderson cooper

that hair, those eyes.

that nose, those lips.

that wit, that smile.

won't you be mine?

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

viva la vida

shall we dance?

my suki masseur-crush has finally taken the extra service route.

strangely, it sort of saddened me.

true, i did want him, but not that way. not paid anyway. haha!

if i did go for the extra service, would it mean that future massages would always have that tone?

would the quality of his massages suffer because he would then rush to the happy ending?

i do so enjoy his massages very much, although they haven't been necessarily totally wholesome and innocent. if i went that route, would everything change thereafter? (of course it would.)

"i'll do it only if we were both naked, and not in this place." i dared him with a grin.

he took it in stride. i did notice him take a pause while he continued to massage my chest, as if taking deep considerations about it.

"why not now?" he whispered, gently stroking the base of my semi-hard cock, his large fingers ocassionally grazed between my legs, tentatively (and unsuccessfully) trying to find the rabbit's hole that went into the wonderland.

i searched for an answer, and several ran through my mind. one, i can be really noisy when aroused, and easily aroused by my partner's noises. two, the place is not conducive to make such noises, even though i see the thrill of the whole situation. three, i want you, but not in a quickie hand job kind of way. i want to have you, to taste your lips, your body, your sweat. leisurely, wantonly, frantically.

finally, i smiled silently in reply. he smiled back in the dim light.

we finished the massage without the happy ending, just hopefully, a happy beginning.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

dirty little secrets

i thought this would make a fabulous entry. everyone has at least one dirty little secret. sometimes they're big, sometimes they're irrelevant. but mostly, they're insights into our inner selves when we think no one is watching us.

the following are dirty little secrets - some of which are mine, and some of which are not!

- i secretly cut off a part of a girl's hair with a pair of school scissors while riding a jeepney because her hair kept flying in my face
- i like to pick my nose
- i sometimes like to pay for sex
- i terrorized three kittens as a child, and when one died from fright, i laughed really hard when rigor mortis set in
- i sometimes wish i had a vagina
- i peed in a perfume bottle that belonged to someone i did not like
- i faked orgasms just to get it over with, and i'm not a woman
- i spat in someone's tea just to get even with them
- i find it difficult to cum when having sex
- i cheated on a few questions during an entrance exam to a prestigious school, and it may have caused me to get accepted
- i kept my father's smelly underwear to sniff on
- i made up a story that i submitted as a true story, and it became famous in school because my religious education teacher read it to all classes
- i have performance anxiety in bed
- i pooped in my pants while walking in a mall

there you have it! compiled and written down. dirty little secrets.

what are yours?