Wednesday, October 27, 2010

First Move

Rules in making the 1st move.

Are there any unwritten rules on who should make the 1st move in a meet up? Obviously if you don’t like the guy then there’s nothing to talk about.
Should it be the older guy who should make the 1st move?

Or should it be the hotter guy who makes the 1st move as the other less hot guy might have 2nd thoughts in doing so thinking he’s not worthy?

Or should it be the less hot guy who makes the 1st move as he would have less to lose compared to the hotter guy who as more to lose if he gets rejected?

Why do I think that sometimes guys are more complicated than girls? :p

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Monday, October 25, 2010

Don Revisited

Don works in a hi-end department store as a manager. He’s not exactly good looking but you can classify him as more than average. He has this geeky look, which in a way is endearing. He’s a bit lean but one can see that he works out as he has abs.
Last Saturday was the third time that we had sex since I met him around 6 months ago. He was, as usual, pretty darn good in bed.

We have this relationship wherein we just text each other when we’re horny and when our scheds permit, we meet up and do it.
He came over at almost 2am already- both of us came from night outs. As soon as we enter my room we kiss for the longest time. He moves his tongue gently from my lips to my neck and my ear. While the whole time he’s playing with my nipples. He goes down on my chest and nibbles my nips. He starts licking my balls and shaft. He sucks me and simultaneously jacks me off. I bring his head up and I pin him down- his hands behind his head. I start to kiss and lick his underarms. I start stroking his dick. Incidentally, it’s actually pretty long. I can even say that it’s longer than mine. I start sucking him and he starts moaning. I bring up his legs to lick his glory hole. I French kiss his ass and he starts jacking himself.
I flip him over and start stroking my cock against his ass. I gently slip my cock inside him. I move my hips slowly in a rhythmic motion. I bring up his ass until he’s on fours, doggie style. I start fucking him again until I am near. I stop and then and I lie on my back to rest. He brings up my legs victory style and start entering me. He starts pumping and I am just so turned on looking at his body moving back and forth. He stops too when he’s about to come. I fuck him again; victory style too until I explode on his neatly trimmed chest.

There are just some guys that are good in bed. And he’s definitely one of them.

* I always fuck with a condom on. Took it out before cumming on his chest. Safe sex boys!

Monday, October 11, 2010

Krissy, istachew?

My friend told me that love and career do not mix. Apparently, I am a living, breathing, walking example of that. Oh and Kris Aquino too. Hehe

I have been receiving a lot of opportunities for my supposed new 'career'.

Wish me luck boys and gays. November is the month! I hope everything goes well for me!

Saturday, October 9, 2010

I Hate Him x 3!!!

I went to Fitness First in *** to workout that Saturday which is not where I normally go. As I walked to the floor I saw this really hot guy working out- he was a bit short, around 5'6, chinito, fair and his body was soooper gorgeous. Just the right bulk and really chiseled. I didn't really look at him 'cause I was thinking he was probably straight as he didn't even look at me. After my routine I hit the showers and when I went to my locker I see him there changing- lo and behold our lockers were beside each other! I look at him and i caught him looking at me too! OMG his skin is super smooth and normally, I don't like fair chinito guys but he is just so hot!!! We stare eye to eye for around 5 seconds and look away. This happened around four times and on the fourth time, he smiled and I smiled back. Nobody said anything but I really felt the tension... he leaves and he comes back but there was a guard and he just pretends to check his locker if he left something.

I go to the same branch the week after- same day and same time... I see him again in the floor and again, he doesn't look at me. Our lockers were beside each other but this time, he didn't look at me even for a mere second... WTF right?!?!? Is it because he was wearing a bench sando and I was in a burberry sando? Was it because I was wearing my Prada flip flops and he was wearing Spartan flip flops?!?!

I went again today but this time I was determined... I see him again on the floor and I start a conversation with him... asked him about his workout and he just answered as a matter of fact-ly. No smile, no extra talk, nothing. What the hell is wrong I ask myself. I go on with my business and see him take a call. Right after the call he rushes to the lockers and gets out quickly. I take my sweet time as I figured he wasn't there anymore and apparently when I went out of the gym after 30 minutes, he was still outside waiting. Waiting probably for the person who called him. Hmph.

I soo hate him. I hope to see him next Saturday again though. :)