please don't stop the music

"he wants to do a threesome with you both."

macky the messenger slurred out the words to me and b.

the words, like the cold air outside, hit me.

i grinned.

three hours earlier:

it was b's second vacation night.

bubz, b, and i were at the bar.

normally restrained, i had become b's accomplice on the dancefloor.

writhing, grinding, pulsating to the thumpa-thumpa.

and that's how we had gotten the attention of a few guys.

our twosome became three, four, five.

it was just a little too crowded for my taste, so i moved to the side to watch the show.

b was quite the belle of the ball.

belts coming undone, jeans getting unzipped, hands exploring inside, lips touching skin.

the girl beside me craned her neck to look at what was going on.

bubz and i looked at b in the middle of it all and we grinned.

"to celibacy!"

b finally came up for air, took a look around, and decided it was time to leave his playground.

that's when macky the messenger caught up with us and gave us the message.

"he" was the guy b had been dancing with.

i held macky by the shoulders and looked at him in the eyes.

"tell him i'm flattered, but not tonight."

macky turned to b. i didn't hear b's reply, but i could guess as much as macky stormed off.

and that's how bubz, b, and i left doce.

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.

deep inside of you

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spinning around

while enduring a bout of the flu, i popped qaf in the dvd player.

and came across an interesting premise.

should sex happen between friends?

or should sex happen with just recently-made acquaintances?

sure, sex with a friend can be special.

but there is the history too.

is it easy to cross over the boundaries of friendtown into the streets of sexville?

and what about lovers?

do you make them your friends? or do you keep them as just that - a good fuck?

friendsex - truth or consequence?

i hate the flu.

it makes me think too much.

statis-sex

while enjoying my homemade coffee bean scrub, i had a thought.

in this era of sexual revolution, gay men are out and very much in.

they rule the society, business, and arts.

gyms, spas, and special diets are their new fawning admirers.

all to look and feel good.

in order to get laid.

which leads me to question: how often does the pinoy gay male get laid?

and what kind of sex are we talking about?

oral? anal?

and is it true that gay men have sex more often than straight men?

thoughts?

a different kind of love song

sometimes, it takes a view from afar to closely appreciate what you have in life.

it could be a cousin's failing studies.

it could be a friend's household concerns.

it could be a lover's financial conditions.

it could be realizing that youth is slowly, slowly strolling by.

i've realized i've been blessed with what i can deal with.
nothing less, nothing more.

i know that what i have right now, are what i need at the moment.

and what i will need in the future, will come to me when it is right.

disconnected child

it's been 3 days now.
i've managed the addiction so far.

the cravings, the restlessness, the stress.
i know i can do it. but i don't want to.

it occupies my mind.
i need to have it.

i terminated the internet subscription.

and now i blog off-line.

this is what probably caused the big zit on my cheek.

work it

oz and i had a tour of fitness first on tuesday.

mainly, because we were bored and had nothing to do.
the facilities were excellent.

well, it was expected, since i have been toured there several times (lol!).

i spotted several hot guys working out.
stares were sent and exchanged.

interesting.

mt was there.
but i didn't look his way, though i felt him look at me.

probably thought oz and i were a couple.
oz should be so lucky. lol!

the locker room yielded at least 3 hot guys.

one with the most perfect upper torso i've ever seen.
talking with his equally stunning friend.
another set of stares.

this is probably the cruisiest gym i've ever been in.

and to think it was still at 3 in the afternoon.

let me get this straight

yes, i'm also turned on by straight porn.

but i think it has to do more with the guy than the girl.
hell.
it has to do with the guy than the girl.

the guy is julian, and the girl is barbie dahl.
yes, barbie dahl.
and i have the video.

this does not make me bisexual though.

i'd probably get grossed out if a girl starts doing her nasty stuff on me.
i've tried groping a girl. well, at least, i think she was.
nada.
didn't get hard.
and didn't find it exciting at all.
i just kept thinking, what's all the fuss about girlie parts?
while she was moaning and writhing on my lap.

but i do want to watch a guy and girl fuck in front of me.
as well as have two guys fuck in front of me.
just to satisfy my voyeuristic side.

volunteers anyone?

it's only words

thank god the blog returned!

i wonder what happened.

one minute it was there - the next, gone!

i made a date on saturday night.
he seemed nice, sweet, and attractive.
we set the time at 10pm.
actually, he set the time.
i set the place.

after all, i was meeting bubz and the guys at 11.
so it seemed to work out just fine.

a quarter past 10, he messaged me that he will be 20 minutes late.
he had just come from a dinner at his boss's place and will be dropping off his colleague.
quarter to 11, he messaged that he can't make it on time.
at least i managed not to look like a fool just sitting alone.

and i think i gave up right there and then.

it wasn't the fact that he was late that bothered me.
it was that he seemed unconcerned at being not able to keep his word that did it for me.

if one has trouble keeping one's word, what does it say about the person?

can this be a symptom of how one may act in a relationship?

he caught up at the bar just as i was leaving.
i went over and said hi to him before i left.
he probably felt i wasn't too happy because i haven't heard from him after.

serkan did send a message. but i was asleep by then.
and jerome sent one too.

too bad i was asleep!

freedom '90

when it's over

i'm celebrating today as my freedom from a crush i've held on for so long.

i bid my affection for captain a good farewell.

i am no longer trapped.

i am free.

even dykes love gay male porn!

i've known about straight women liking gay male porn for a while.

but even lesbians too!?
what the fuck?

i should ask my lesbian friend what she thinks of gay male porn.

to read more about this fascinating phenomenon, click here.

dicks rule!

am i?

Trey, you're the Sweet Side Of Sexy

You don't make a big deal about your sexuality but you're also not purposely hiding it either — two traits that naturally draw people to you.

You've got an understated zest for life and all its pleasures and tackle each day with spirit. As a teenager, were you maybe a little on the quiet side?

We wouldn't be surprised, but underneath your quiet exterior you have an undeniable sweetness that attracts people who see that special something and want to see a little more.

Is it the way you dress? Your laugh? The way you speak up at just the right time during a meeting?

Those who know you intimately can't wait to uncover more. Because underneath that innocent smile you've probably got a few little secrets.

But you'll never tell. Or will you?

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