call me

because i got a new phone.

the sony ericsson t700. i've been salivating over this phone for ages, though i was very happy with my nokia 6300.

though there are more high-end models out there, i really don't believe in paying for something so expensive that depreciates quickly due to its technology. and i always prefer bar-type phones over clamshells and sliding phones.

that was what made me buy nokia 6300.

a few months later, i saw the sony ericsson t700.

a year later, i got it because of a three-thousand peso discount.

each brand has its own pros and cons, but i have no regrets at all.

i love my new phone.

noel, noel, noel

let's call him noel. i don't know what his real name is. it was a case of mistaken identity, and i tried noel for the first time per bubz's suggestion. and honestly, i was curious too. i mean, i want to try who is good and bad at wholesome massage.

noel is good at soft massage. quite good. and i normally don't go for soft massages. and then his fingers suddenly got brave and explored places and things that wholesome massages don't.

i opened my eyes in shock and pleasure.

his fingers just felt so good. and soon, his pants were undone, his cock was out, and he was jacking me off.

i came, i saw, i conquered.

Jill and Kevin

AM SO TOTALLY IN LOVE WITH THIS VIDEO!!!

i love that they took a chance and made their wedding fun and memorable. i heard that they didn't ask the entourage to rehearse, but rather, asked them to dance to however they wished.

LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS!

time

vegging out today.

i was planning to go out but then laziness took over and here i am, mindlessly flipping through channels.

let's see what's on.

attack of the show. i love this show, when i can catch it. brings out the geek in me. i see avatar made its debut, though no details have emerged yet.
graphic novels. comic-con. good lord. i am drooling!
sandman. my god i love that series.

hm. shark. i love the tall black guy. hot.

ftv. french coutoure. interesting.

cnn. news. where is anderson cooper?

velvet is showing hair shoppe. queen latifah. and years later, she'd be on hairspray. coincidence?

the nanny is on. campy. nasal. zingers.

frasier. god. i love the series.

food network.

hbo. some boring movie.

cinemax. another boring movie.

star movies. ice age trailer. even more boring.

what do you know? it's six pm already.

hero

ever since his appearance as sylar on 'heroes', i've always had a thing for zac quinto.

tall, lanky, and beautiful, he plays one of the baddest villains in the series.

guess i'm a sucker for bad boys.

season three has him paired with my girl-crush kristen bell of 'veronica mars' and 'gossip girl' fame, who also happens to be a good friend of zac's in real life. the most intriguing pairing of 'heroes', if you ask me. too bad she dies in the script. as we know it.

the other pairings were just blah, except for hiro and ando. who do you think is the top, and who is the bottom of these two?

xoxo,
trey aka mrs zac quinto

kiss me

i ran errands yesterday, and it was very hot and muggy in the downtown streets, so i took refuge at the coldness of emall.

while perusing the grocery market, i happened to see an ex-fb. one that i have never seen in ages, and it made me remember the first time we hooked up.

his name is mark. we had met years ago, while pic-link was one of the more popular online social networking and friendster was still in the start-up stage. we exchanged messages, sent each other our cellphone numbers, and we started to text.

we decided to meet up. he is tall, almost six feet tall. athletic.

we went to a local motel. mark was a good kisser, and he had no inhibitions about showing his passion. we kissed, our tongues played against and with each other as warm water coursed over our slippery bodies in the shower.

"what are you into?" i asked him while he held me in his arms and pressed me against his hardness.
mark paused from kissing my neck. "i'm open to anything."
"okay. rim me."
he looked at me. "rim?"
"yep."
"what's that?"
i was in a very QAF moment.

i smiled and said nothing. we soaped each other down, and i made sure he was thoroughly clean before we got out and headed to the bed. one thing i liked about mark was that he was not... typical.

he knelt on top of the bed and motioned me to come to him. and we kissed again, this time long and slow kisses.

"suck me. please." mark begged.

i obliged him. my mouth closed over his hard-on, and he gasped as i took it whole and leisurely. when i ran my tongue over his balls, he almost cried out.

"open your legs." i told him.
he spread his legs wide, panting and hard.
"no. wider." i grinned.
"what are you going to do to me?" his eyes were glazed from our kisses.
i didn't say anything. instead, i ran my tongue down his crack. he cried out, loudly.
"now you know what rimming is." i smiled. "get on your knees and down on all fours."

the rest of the night passed by too quickly.
we had a lot of fun, and we did a lot more than rim.
(grin)

i have to say that mark is still one of the more uninhibited guys i've been with. damn. in hindsight (no pun intended), i should've gotten his number at emall. except that he didn't see me at all since he was with his girlfriend. damn!

but all in all, our first hook-up was indeed, a very good friday on a week that most would consider holy.

yeah, i'm bad.

paparazzi

crazy about the video, obsessed with the song.

heal the world

i've recently succumbed to one of the most dreaded addictions ever: gardening.

situated in the city, i don't even know why i pursued gardening in the first place. i hardly have direct sunlight, much less any ground to nest my plants in. so i opted to buy pots, pots, and pots. i do have several old world plants with me at the moment: sampaguita, rosal, gumamela, sanseviera, ground orchids, a yet-to-be-identified jasmine-like plant, and forget-me-nots.

maybe it is because there isn't any flora around that drove me to seek out planting these wonderful greens around. plus, i've always loved plants and trees and flowers ever since i was a child. i remember growing up in the then suburban area of pardo with a caimito tree, several tambis trees of different colors, the local bayabas (with the deliciously soft and sweet pink flesh) shrub, and even a cacao tree. we also had calamansi, chinese jasmine, tiger lilies, the ever-reliable santan, san francisco shrubs, african daisies, rosal, vanda orchids, and of course, the sampaguita. just the memories alone make me smile, when i ate tambis every summer.

i now realize how fortunate i was to live in such wonderful greenery at that time. so now, i attempt to recreate the spirit of my childhood. i shudder to think that this may be my mid-life crisis. lol!

currently, i have this plant i'm having problem identifying though. it starts out with a five-leaf cluster, and then some of these five-leaf cluster become six, seven, eight, or even nine leaves on one cluster. everyone says this plant is a lucky one because of this effect. so whoever knows the true name of this plant, i'd really appreciate it.

i am still awaiting several other plants to come in: chinese bamboo, money tree, and tuberoses. and maybe the ylang-ylang. will experiment with lavender and mint too. i wonder how they'll grow in a semi-shade environment that is my terrace. i'll have to see.

yes, i have a small little terrace in my place, which i later plan to make my little getaway. even though it is very near the hot exhaust and grumbling noise of several split airconditioners. lol!

plus, with some greenery around me, at least i'll be reducing some carbon footprint. even if that footprint turns out to be a little toe print. at least, there's a print. lol!

all the grayness and the mechanical noises around me in this concrete jungle of the city can make me a little too tense.

thank god for plants!

budbud kabog

just enjoying this scrumptious treat from tuburan.

(super happy mode)

trey's basic marinara sauce

the marinara sauce, for me, is one of the most multi-function sauces ever.

it can serve as pasta sauce, as dipping sauce, as pizza sauce, and as a base for soups and rice dishes.

so here's my take on the classic homemade marinara.

fresh tomatoes, seeded and peeled
garlic
onion
salt and pepper to taste

1. in a pot of boiling water, gently throw in the tomatoes for 30 to 45 seconds, then scoop them out into cool ice water.

2. peel off the skin, and remove the seeds.

3. sautee garlic and onions, salt and pepper to taste.

4. add deseeded and peeled tomatoes, simmer for 10 minutes.

5. pour mixture in processor or blender, then puree.

6. cool and store mixture in the refrigerator (or freezer) if not needed immediately. for the best taste, consume within a week.

of course, this is the homemade artsy fartsy version for those who have the time to do this. there is a very quick version of the sauce, specially if meant for pasta, which i will post another time. i only make the drawn-out version when i have the time to do so. otherwise, i always use the quickie marinara cheat sauce.

trey's salacious seasonal salad

cucumber, seeded and sliced (or cubed)
carrots, cubed
potatoes, cubed
fresh apple, cubed
fresh pineapple, cubed
bacon bits, crisped
chicken, cubed
cheese, cubed
yoghurt, chilled
1 clove garlic, minced
1 large onion, minced
salt and pepper to taste

1. boil chicken meat for 15 minutes, then add potatoes and carrots. boil for another 10 minutes. this will also give you chicken stock, which you can later use by itself or in other dishes.

2. while boiling the chicken and vegetables, crisp the bacon bits until golden brown.

3. mince the garlic and onion, then stir into chilled yoghurt with salt and pepper to taste, which is to be separated from the salad until serving time. place seasoned yoghurt in the refrigerator to chill.

4. cut and core the apples and pineapples into cubes. combine both immediately, so that the acid in the pineapple juices prevent the apple from browning.

5. combine the cheese cubes, bacon bits, chicken meat, carrots, potatoes, and cucumber into the fresh apples and pineapple, mix, and then chill if you're serving it later.

6. when serving, pour chilled yoghurt over the salad.

7. enjoy.

notes:

cucumbers - i like them seeded, but not peeled. or go for seedless if you can. just wash them carefully if you want to retain their skins.

potatoes - i also like to leave the skin on. just make sure they are thoroughly washed. you can also substitute yams for a different take on the salad.

apples - i like them seeded with the skins still on. they make fantastic visuals against the green of the cucumber, the orange of the carrots, the yellow of the pineapples, and the brown of the potatoes.

of course, this is a basic recipe, and you may choose to alter it to suit your taste. but basically it's figure-friendly with mostly fresh and homemade ingredients, with little or no msg. you control what goes in. you can even make it totally vegetarian.

other ingredients you may choose to add or substitute:
fresh seafood, steamed (or buttered)
turkey, cubed
cauliflower
broccoli (my favorite)
roasted eggplant, cubed or sliced
cooked beans, drained
olives, pitted
fresh corn bits, steamed (or sauteed lightly in butter)
bulgur pilaf, cooked
tabasco sauce or rubbed chili flakes, for that spicy kick
citrus fruits, sliced
ginger, minced
vinaigrette (olive oil and balsamic vinegar, seasoned)
fruit dressings (olive oil and citrus juice, seasoned)
cebuano dressing (olive oil and pure tuba vinegar)
asian dressing (soy sauce, vinegar or citrus juice, sesame oil, with or without honey)

what i love about this salad is that you can make it as summery or as hearty as the seasons (and moods) change. i made my first one in the summer, so it was pretty light. i soon tried different dressings, and i discovered that each one created a different mood. the cheese choice also influence the overall taste. blue cheese, goat cheese, even your common cheddar cheese at the grocery. add spice for that middle eastern flavor, or olives for that mediterranean feel. the choices are endless.

bon appetit!

on a typical saturday morning

i just discovered i like watercolors.

i made several sketches today (since i was bored and a little creative at the same time), and it seems i'm more suited to watercolors than colored pencils.

this means if ever i plan to add colors, i'm going to use watercolors. i've tried pastels, and it's a no. oil is a bit expensive for me.

and i'm terribly frightened of using cracked photoshop/coreldraw installers to create artwork. luck doesn't seem to be on my side for these things, as they tend to end up destroying my pc. now, sharewares are a different story. i love them, and they love me back.

so i'ts manual for me, for now.

i posted the first part of the story, which i hope is intriguing at the start.

there are two versions of the drawing, both in mixed media of ink and colored pencil. the difference is that the second one has watercolor over the ink and colored pencil.

but probably, i'm most kilig by this one, which i also made today.

a rose by any other name

i've always known i was a little bit pickier than most people i know.

which is not always necessarily a bad thing.

some call it eccentricity, some call it flaky, some prefer the term obsessive compulsive (oc).

i just realized something. a breakthrough, perhaps.

an opinion from a reader got me thinking. perhaps i should've answered yes. yes to my married crush.

but i don't know if it was said in jest, as we often joke around with each other. and i've always thought married men would make horrible choices as boyfriends. or perhaps i am spoiled to the point that i've made up a romanticized list that makes up an ideal relationship.

i know relationships can be messy. tedious. difficult. and time consuming. but that's human.

so while i am ticking off checklists for the ideal, i may be missing out on having an actual relationship. aha. this is the breakthrough.

i read kasper's blog, and i admire him for having the courage to do what i would not: to pursue a relationship, regardless of the complications it presents.

i don't think i could ever do what he does. he hangs out with his bf's girlfriend. in his shoes, perhaps i would've immediately gone temporarily insane from insecurity and jealousy. sleeping over with the two of them? unthinkable for me. i am not that strong.

which is a funny thing, because like kasper's man, my married crush is also a massage therapist. is this an epidemic i notice? gay men falling in love with (straight/gay/bi) masahistas. it reeks of a tagalog digiqueer film.

another thing which i find hard to do is the secrecy factor. i don't think i have the guts to stay hidden for so long. i think i would have wanted to shout out to the world that the guy is my boyfriend, and i wouldn't have cared less what others thought.

strength is not always about being brave. it can also mean surviving for something worthy.

supergirl gone bad

this brings out the pervert (and the lols) in me.

i love fan fiction art specially when it's erotic.

click here to view the webcomic.

like a virgin

i downloaded the first ever onscreen gay fuck by zeb atlas and adam killian.

and it's so fucking hot.

maybe because the scene is (almost) one of my fantasies come to life.
almost, because in my fantasy, it'd be zeb and me in the shower. (lol)

oh, zeb. should i reconsider writing you in?

atlas, the best man to have shower sex with

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more, more, more

i just came from a wedding reception. well, it was a more intimate reception than the usual.

the wedding was at 7:30 in the morning. formal reception at lunch. then a more informal reception at dinner.

then the inevitable question came. when are you getting married and having kids?

precisely why i avoid weddings.

for one thing, i don't like children. and yes, i'm still single. and no, i want a husband, not a wife.

the past few days have been serendipitous. while enriching the back story of my humanoid demon character, i came upon a greek god's tale that echoed his story. so i am going to use the greek god angle. and lord knows i love greek myths. i'm surprised i didn't think of it sooner.

i'm up to page 33. i'm not so happy with the way the story has been unfolding, and i think i shall be editing the next few days.

let's hear it for the boy

i'm not looking for the perfect guy.

the first time i really liked a guy was a good friend of mine.
next was another good friend who happened to be a friend of my first crush.
incestuous! i can just imagine how it would've been.

then there was the first guy.
i was 21. he was 27.
he was almost everything i was looking for.
except he didn't live in cebu.
and i don't believe in long distance relationships.
never have.

he was my first kiss, my first suck, and my first fuck.
i smile as i think about that.

now, back to the present.

so what am i looking for in a guy?

that we're physically attracted to each other.
that i don't scare him.
that he's secure of himself because he knows who he is and where he stands.
that we're open and honest because we have the chemistry.
that we inspire each other to become better persons.
and that through it all, we have enough love, strength, wisdom, and humor to stand by each other.

i wouldn't normally do this kind of thing

this is b's last night during his cebu vacation.

the past days have been filled with many events.

meeting for the first time. hey, he looks just like in the pictures, ma! lol

hanging out with familiar and new friends - and getting a drunken bite mark in the process.

indulging in tranquil and crazy spa experiences.

drinking beer like water. and i don't really like beer. give me vodka anytime!

dancing til dawn.

eating french fries at five in the morning.

and facing the mirror today, i realized one thing: this is how i would look twenty years later.

but the fact is, i wouldn't do that for just anyone.

hope you had a wonderful time, b.

tubthumping

"pwede mo join?"

he didn't wait for a reply.

vic got inside the shower and started soaping up.

i turned around and he smiled.

"sabonay ta na."

i agreed.

i pushed him against the wall and i started soaping up his chest, with the warm water from the overhead shower cascading down my back.

he closed his eyes and guided my hands lower, past his six-pack and between his muscled thighs.

it was at full mast, rock hard and ready to play.

and so i started to play with his favorite toy.

he came within minutes, opened his eyes, and grinned.

"ikaw na sad."

he turned me around and lathered my back.

warm water flowed down my head as i allowed him to spread my legs.

one hand slowly crept forward while the other glided across the crack.

"lami?"

i could only nod as he started stroking.

i threw back my head and he started licking the insides of my ear.

i moaned.

his finger found my secret opening and slid in.

"shit!"

and then i came.