Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Life Begins at 40

OMG. Time’s fun when you’re having flies. It seemed that I have been neglecting my blogs. I had been pretty busy lately. Busy with life stuff and dating and having crushes. But I still found the time to get some.

It was a hectic week. Starting from Sunday, I met up with 5 guys. The one on Sunday was Malay, shorter than me and fit. He was 38 years old and a bottom apparently.

Chatted with him on Saturday. He was supposed to come over on Saturday itself but my Saturdays are normally reserved for hanging out with friends so I had to take a rain check.

He came over at 12.30 a.m. on Sunday. He looked and sounded like another one of my conquests which is kinda eerie. He was not extraordinarily handsome but he was not bad looking. Did I mention he was fit? Yummy pecs.

I don’t know why but he was waiting for me to make my move. I was like, “Dude, you’re 40. Be a man and tweak my nipples already!” but of course, I did not say that to his face.

I leaned into him and rubbed myself against him like a kitten in heat. He responded by putting his arm over my shoulder. I put a hand on his hard thigh and rubbed. Nada. I see I have to step it up and wear the pants here. I started playing with his hard abs and leaned in to kiss him on the neck.

He started moaning. That was when he started taking action and began to touch me inappropriately. Apparently he liked it rough. He was biting me all over. I've woken up the beast within. And he did not like me touching his cock. He said he was afraid that he would not last long if I keep touching him. He needed me inside of him first.

Once he got me hard, I took him over to the bedroom where he proceeded to deepthroat me still. I flipped him onto his back and started kissing him. Okay, not a bad kisser. But smoky. I hate that. So I went to kissing him on the neck. As expected, he told me not leave any marks. What is it with me and unavailable guys?

Anyways, I just licked. Did not bite. I bit the nipples though and he liked it, moaning and squirming underneath me. I licked him hard muscles and pecs but I skipped his cock because I remembered him saying he wanted to get fucked first. So I attacked his balls. He was moaning so loud that I swear the neighbor next door was aroused.

I lifted his legs and licked my way to his hole. Hmm, what is that area between the crotch and the asshole called? Hmmm. Anyway, I was licking and biting there and I think he had a mini orgasm. Once my tongue found his hole, the writhing began and the moaning got louder.

I turned him onto his stomach and rimmed him till kingdom come. He was begging for me to fuck him by then. I suited up and inserted myself into his wet hole. He was not quiet after that. Had to push his face onto the pillow for a bit. Once we were done... okay, once I came and got cleaned up, we got to talking. He admitted to being married, hence he could only come after witching hour. Apparently, he was turned down before when he revealed that he was married earlier into the chat. I don't care. So long as the sex is good and he could take it until I come, I am fine. Um, do I sound insidious there? Oh well, it was a good lay... :)

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Habit Meme

Cass tagged me… during Ramadan but I was quite busy with some stuff… ehehhehe… so now that Ramadan is over and everybody is still off on leave, I’ve got nothing to do in the office… so here goes…

THE RULES:
1. Each blogger must post these rules first.
2. Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names. (yeah, I ain’t doing this one…)
4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they've tagged and to read ur blog. (no way… let this die with me here…)

1. I always eat my meals while watching TV (if I am home of course).
2. I always look behind me when walking alone
3. I always get my keys out even before I reach my place
4. I always push a door wide open before I go inside
5. I always buy iced lemon tea before going in to watch a movie
6. Every now and then, I’d check my pockets to see if I have everything e.g. keys, wallet, cell
7. I always take the last compartment of the LRT
8. Every time I go shopping, I’d always straighten out things on display

Now, for the sexplanation:

1. No explanation needed here. Just a habit I have since I was a kid…
2. I admit that my time in America made me overly cautious. I’d look over my shoulder to see if anyone’s following me. Lately, with all the muggings and the robberies that you hear about, it’s not that bad an idea to do so. Um, also, because I sometimes do a Ghost Whisperer, I tend to look behind me a lot when I feel some sort of presence.
3. Same reason as number 2.
4. I once opened the door to my place and barged in immediately… and saw this floating white specter in my kitchen. Scared the snot out of me. Never again will I go barging in a room.
5. Um, I like iced lemon tea…
6. Overly cautious. Don’t wanna be leaving things behind.
7. What can I say? I like it in the back. Of the train lar… get your minds out of the gutter. Not a lot of people ride in the back compartment. They prefer to rough it out and be sardines in cans up front.
8. I don’t have OCD nor am I a neat freak but I just can’t help it. Like if the DVD display has one DVD askew, I’d straighten it out. Dunno why.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Sex Slave

It seems I have found myself a willing sex slave. Okay, maybe sex slave is a bit too overly. Fuck buddy? That would work.

This guy just moved into the complex like a month ago. He was introduced to me by a mutual friend, who originally wanted me to house him for free. Hell, no. I ain’t a charity organization and I ain’t no sugar daddy. Unless the guy’s extremely cute. Heheheh.

Yes, I am saying that this guy is not extremely cute. Kinda cute, in a manly kinda way. I did not take him in. He found a room at a different block. Once he was settled in, he came looking for me. Of course. We hung out. Watched some TV. Until his hands got friendly.

I’ll just come out and say it right away. His necking is not too good but he makes it up for his enthusiasm. And his nice ass.

Every time he comes, it would be the same. He’d start out with the necking. Then, he moved to the nipples before ultimately sucking on my dick. After that, I would push him down and start to do the same to him, except in the end, I’d be buried deep inside his warmth.

He is all too willing to come to my place for some fucking, even though he had just gotten some the night before. I remembered he was telling me that his ass was still sore from the fucking that he got from a Chinese guy with a dick that was fat in the middle. Yup, butt plug-like. But as soon as I start to do my thing, he let me ride his ass until I come. What a nice sex buddy…

I also had called him over one time because the guy I was with just left and he did not let me fuck him in the ass. I know it sounds like I am just using him but I told him the deal. He knew of the situation and he did not mind. This time, he actually showed me his ass licking skills, which was quite phenomenal.

As soon as we’re done and we got cleaned up, he got dressed and immediately left. So now, I guess I won’t be going without sex at all because a willing ass lives in the next building to mine and would eagerly come over if I beckon.

The last time we met, he told me he had to move. Dammit. There goes my willing sex slave. But not before getting it on for the final time. His necking still needed improving but I gave him extra points for biting. Hehehehe.

We started out in the TV room. Business as usual. He would lie on top of me and he’d work on my neck and nipples. Then he turned me around for a bit of erotic massage. Unfortunately, it was not nearly as erotic as it was painful so I told him to stop and have him lick the back of my neck. Spine tingling…

Then I led him to the bedroom where I start working my mojo. Or my homo-jo. He was lying on his stomach so I mounted him and started biting his ears and neck. Then I work my way down to his ass, giving him tongue lashings. And of course, some bites here and there. I got off him and lied on my back. He immediately went to work on my cock, taking it all in and making it hard.

I reached for the condom and lube and he prepped my cock and himself. He sat down on my hard cock and rode me. At one point, I began to buck my hips and he moaned. He stopped and just sat there while I bucked wildly underneath him. He leaned forward and I worked on his neck while still fucking him furiously.

Don’t know where that came from. I am not normally that wild. Anyways, he got off me and lied on his stomach. I mounted him and inserted myself from behind and rode him. Wildly still. I gave him many variations of thrust and the one that worked quite well AKA have him moaning loudly and saying yes was the long thrust. The one where you almost take the cock out but not really and then shove it back in all the way.

He was in thunderous agreement, kept saying yes. I should have asked him questions like “Will you give me all of your money?” since he was so agreeable right? Hhehehehe.

After I came, we hung out and watched ANTM finale. He left immediately after that. Kinda sad now. No more willing sex slave. Or at the very least, willing sex slave that can just arrive in 5 minutes after you call. Sigh.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Why I Want To Eat At Friday's

I am a kampong boy. Born and bred. Having lived a sheltered and overprotected life for more than 18 years, I was looking forward to studying in the city.

It was quite a culture shock for me coming to the big city. So different from my small town roots. But I learned to adapt.

Back then, I was studying in Shah Alam and a bunch of us would always go to Subang via KTM to hang out. My then best friend would always take me to new restaurants to get me all acquainted and caught up with western ‘culture’.

On my birthday, she took me, and another girlfriend, to TGI Fridays in Subang Parade. I was such a deer in the headlights, did not know what to order. She started me slow by ordering the pasta. I completely fell in love with the food.

After that, I would make sure I go to Fridays at least one a month. Even when I went to study in America, I’d get my best friend to go to Fridays.

Incidentally, a lot of things are associated with Friday. Friday the 13th. Good Friday. Black Friday. Freaky Friday. His Girl Friday.

I would always come to the office on Friday and say “Thank God it’s Friday!” (as opposed to coming bright and surly on a Monday and saying “Oh God it’s Monday!”). Friday is my favorite weekday because Friday signals the end of the work week. It’s the day just before the weekend starts. The day you work less hours. The day you get to come to the office in casual jeans and T-shirt.

You know what? Great food can now be associated with the name Friday as well. :-)

Thursday, October 4, 2007

Hotel Sex

I went back to my hometown at the beginning of Ramadan to break fast with my family. But not before I hook with someone. See, if I go home, I could never get away from my family AKA no privacy.

I’d be joined at the hip by my niece and nephew. People call them shadows of mine. Don’t even get me started on my mother. Oy.

Anyways, I made arrangements with this one dude who lives in my hometown. I saw his profile online and I messaged him. That was a few months back. I messaged him, saying that I would be on the 10 pm bus and that I’d arrive around 2.

He asked if we should get a room in town. I told him we could just go back to my family’s house but he was against it. I don’t wanna debate over it but only my sister would be home and she knows of my fagtastic activities. We would be saving money. But apparently he has money to burn so we wound up at the hotel.

Had to lie to my sister that I’d be arriving the next day. Hehehehe. The first cheapo hotel we went to was full so we went to a second one. There was a chance we have to walk further down the main street so I thought of calling my sister and ditch the guy. He did not really seem interesting to me.

Mostly because he insisted on me arriving first, then we’d check into a room. Meaning he has no money and wanted me to pay. We had food before we went to the hotel and I had to pay for him. Moocher much?

Unfortunately, we found a room in a nearby hotel. But fortunately, he paid for the room. Okay. So we went to the room and we got ready for bed. After freshening up, I lied on the bed. Kinda beat. He was watching TV. But as he noticed I was drifting off, he turned the TV off and wanted to get some nookie.

But first, a disclaimer. He said he was not really good at the sex and he doesn’t really know much. Sigh. Not another one. I am tired of playing mentor and having protegays. He also said he was top. Um, that doesn’t work for me because I am top too. Okay, I am flex but you got to be extremely good to get me to give my ass to you.

He started things off by lying on top of me and attempted to do some necking. Bad. I think he could not decide whether he wanted to nibble on my neck or he wanted to make a hickey or he just wanted to lick it. It felt pretty half-assed to me too.

The nipple play was not bad, but it was not good either. Guess he really wasn’t lying when he said he was not good. When he got to my cock, he did an OK job giving head. No teeth. Heheheh.

I was getting bored with him so I pushed him off of me and pushed him down on the bed and showed him how it’s supposed to be done. I love necking. I think I was a vampire in a previous life. I necked the guy to death, not literally of course. He was alive, squirming underneath me.

Then, I attacked the nipples. Again, made him squirm. Don’t wanna brag, but I’m good, ehehhehe. Then, I took his cock into my mouth and made it hard. Once I got him really, really hard, I worked on his balls, slowly inching my way down there. He seemed to know where I was reaching for because he opened up wide for me.

Once my magic tongue found its way to his magic hole, well, let’s just say, he was not too quiet about it. I had to use my full strength to restrain him from jumping up and down the bed. Once he was sufficiently wet, I inserted a finger and went on to suck his cock. He assured me he was okay with the finger intrusion, so I kept on fingering him while sucking him.

After a few minutes, I turned him over and lubed up. I asked him if he was sure about it and he said he wanted me to but asked me to be gentle. I am always gentle when popping ass cherries. I mount him and licked his earlobe and neck. As soon as I felt him shuddering with pleasure, I carefully inserted myself into him. I tried not to apply too much pressure as then the entry would be too fast and it would hurt.

I went in smoothly, pun intended. He assured me he was fine. I started slow, building momentum for a fierce fucking. Halfway through, the guy got impatient and started to move his ass as though he’s used to my cock buried deep within him. Good sign. The gurl’s a bottom after all. With that cue, I held nothing back and started to pound him furiously.

He stopped moving his ass. I hope he was not in pain. I was having too much pleasure from pounding a virgin ass. I made faux hickeys but kept pounding. I noticed his body stiffening. Either he was in ass heaven or it was hurting him too much. But I was close and I hoped that he could take it like a man.

When I did climaxed, I grunted a little bit. He responded by clenching his ass muscles and wrapped my spurting cock warm and nice. It made the orgasm far better. Hmm, quite the little bottom, this virgin. After the climax, we collapsed on the bed for a while before cleaning up and going to sleep.