Ian (09058234528)

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Ian dropped by from Celebratity Spa in E. Rodriguez the other Sunday, sensed that I was tired and he offered to relax me by giving me a massage.

I’d forgotten how great it was but this guy is an expert at putting one in an amazingly relaxed mood. My tense muscles were like clay in his expert hands and I was soon falling sleepy.

After a little more than half an hour, and having sensed that I had achieved my state of relaxation , Ian began placing the tips of his fingers moderately down the sides of my back, almost stroking the sides, then intensely tickling me to the point where I was again awake and completely horny.

I suppressed a laugh and urged him to stop, seriously,  but it was so good – his fingers were electric.

“Sir, angat   mo na ang  katawan mo,” he whispered blowing into the back of my ears.

I was putty in his hands. As I raised my torso, his hands began to gently, but firmly travel downward, towards my nips, tentatively caressing them for an interminable period of time. It was pure, pure bliss. His firm hands began to cup my chest, squeezing me around the nips, while his index finger flicked the top of my nipple, circling my areola. I was about to explode.

I felt his breath blow at my nape, then, his lips brushed the back of my ears.

I  got as hard as ever. He nibbled at my ears teasingly, jestingly.

Ian  touched my upper shoulder, nudging me to turn around. As I faced him, he stared into my eyes,  coming close to my face.

Our lips touched, softly. Then he gave me a long, full kiss that lasted almost a minute. Then he kissed me again, and again, and again.

Ian came down my neck, kissing it softly, slowly moving towards my nips.  He stroked the back of his hands, back and forth, on my nipples and started circling my discs with his warm, wet tongue. I could feel the slightest pressure of his teeth biting them.

Ian knows my erogenous zones and teases them to the hilt!

He took off his tees, looking at my eyes, the hint of a smile curving the angles of his lips as  I tugged his boxers downward . My DVD was turned on to a Dane Jones porn video, and as he watched the blond girl tense her neck as the guy came down on her, I noticed Ian’s member getting turgid and  really hard. I could not resist touching it, playing with his large dickhead with my tongue, circling that wonderful tool with  it.

Then, I swallowed his engorged member, moving up and down mid shaft. Isagad mo sir, he implored. It was a wonderful tool to play with and I could feel its fullness inside my mouth. As “his” got more engorged, I could sense the tip of his penishead  touching the back of my oral cavity, gagging me. I tried out, but his hands, cupping my head, urged me to go deeper, deeper. I had no choice. It felt nice, after all.

It felt huge, and with his hands guiding my mouth towards his member, not releasing my head, Ian got me harder and more worked up. It was my best blow job in a long time. After a while, I heard a sigh. He was about to explode.

As he exploded in huge spurts, I could taste the sweet-saltiness of his cum,  and the mixture of sweet and salty reminded me of that wonderful desert, salted caramel, though of a lighter, creamy color.

Ian then lay down to gather his energy, and after just a few minutes,  he began exploring my nips with his tongue, his left hand traveling down my bod.

I said a lot of times that Ian gives the best foreplay, ever. To top that he nudged me towards my back, the tip of his once more hard dick nudging the entrance of my hole, he teases, and teased, not coming in, then, when I half expected it, he started entering me, sensing if my anal sphincter was relaxed, pushing in a d out fully when he was sure it was ready. That persisted for a few minutes.

We changed positions and now, Ian was staring into my eyes as he pushed in and out, pushing, thrusting, circling , shoving hard. If there was something that approached nirvana, this was   It!

I can’t have enough of those soft, full, sweet lips as the best chinto eyes this side of the world stared into mine as he entered me. I looked back and he kissed me just as he was thrusting.

I didn’t want it to stop, the thrusting, the shoving, the kissing but all good things must end. my climax was great, awesome. His voice was deep, cool, modulated and sexy as we talked, exhausted. Ok ka lang sir, he smiled, stroking my cheek?

I was too exhilarated to answer, and I nodded faintly.

Ian exceeded himself again this time, my best.

Until the next. I’m glad that he’s back at Celebrity Spa on weekends (Saturdays and Sundays) and is more accessible. Some pamintas among us might remember that Celebrity is very  near Happy Sauna, in front of a green gas station in E. Rod.

09058234528 – Ian

 

 

Will (Conclusion)

Will and I were ushered by a room boy in one of the rooms upstairs (from the basement parking) of the motel near a major network. I’ve always disliked the castle-like architecture of this motel, but the rooms are good and it isn’t crowded.

Will checked if the room’s ref had anything to drink and asked me if it was ok to have a beer. We both had  two cans each.  He sat on the bed after taking his shoes and socks off and took off his shirt. He began to relax. Over beer we made small talk. After we finished, we talked a little, nagpapakiramdaman.

I said: buksan mo na ito, para mas relaxed ka, trying to remove his belt. Will opened his fly and I started caressing his semi hard cock which got harder. I tried to pull down his briefs but he said, ako nang bahala, pulling it down. By this time it was hard, huge,  red and glistening, the cock-head, I mean. Will is a fair-complexioned guy and his dick shaft was very fair. His fair complexion exaggerated the redness of his dick. It was a mushroom type dickhead, a big head on a thick and long shaft. It was hard, really hard.

The dickhead was a wonder like a portobello mushroom (OK, that’s an exaggeration, but that was the head’s proportion to the shaft, and it looked nice to play with.) I slowly put his dick head onto my mouth, playing only with the head.  Will tried to suppress a gasp and a moan. His neck was hyperextended, his eyes closed.

I played with the head with an interminable period of time grazing my teeth on the surface of the head, that must have been very ticklish. Then I played with the dick’s hole with my tongue.

Pare, isubo mo lahat!

I suddenly swallowed Will’s dick as much as I can. At first it was hard. I tried to adjust my mouth to accommodate the thick shaft, which was really thick. The first few strokes were slow and tentative, but then I felt his hands on my head and he tried to gently shove my head onto his huge dick. He succeeded, I gagged, but tried again. In a while, I had adjusted to Will’s hugeness and was swallowing the thing whole, his dickhead hitting beyond the area of the uvula. I teared, gagged a little, but it was exciting. His hands guided my head faster towards his dick. I sucked, I licked, I swallowed, as he began to wildly shove his penis into my mouth. Then it happened. There was a warm burst of come beginning to fill my mouth. The burst twas an explosion, followed by another one, then another, then another. The cum tasted sweet and came in paroxysms, the small bursts, then he relaxed, taking his hands off my head and slumped into the bed.

Sarap mong chumupa pare!

(Postscript: Will and I became friends for over a year. He was one of the best and most unforgettable guys I ever had. At that time he had problems with his wife, and I was not sure if they were living together. He was very good-looking in a very masculine sense. One day, after sex, Will told me “Pare, nagkabalikan na kami ng miss ko, pasyensiya ka na hindi na ako mapapadalas dito.” And that was that.

Will disappeared into the faint light of dawn. I tried to seek him out at the resto where he worked, but he had requested a transfer to the megamall branch , near where he lived and was closer to home and his wife and kid. I never saw him again. It was a great time while it lasted.)

 

Avoid Tim

Nature’s Green has some outstanding masseurs to pick from. Unfortunately, it was afternoon and they were not there. The last time I had Dion, he was outsanding I got him more than once. So was Miggy, who’s good looking moreno,  always dependable and has such a huge member, that itself is a good point for the guy (he works hard and is very passionate). GlenOcado, who has a wonderful torso with a full complement of chest hair is also there. If you like guys with chest hair, he is it/ Glen’s massage is outstanding and I’ve had him several times at Heavenly Touch and he was good each time. Glen also has a very pleasant demeanour So is Mark, the dark latino-black looking twinkish tall guy who looks like he’s straight from LatinBoyz. He’s good too. And Yuri, if there’s a reason to hie off to Nature’s Green, its Yuri, Who lives near Ian’s hometown in Bulacan. Yuri got my attention when he was dirty talking a woman over the phone and that was all very sexy. But really, Yuri is a good guy, very maasikaso, flawless and huge his cockhead reddens and glistens when engorged. Lots of reasons to go to Nature’s Green.

However, I got this guy named Tim from Nature’s Green Who has a terrible attitude. In thE looks category it was a slow day, so I had no choice but to settle for him, to my huge disappointment. Tim dillydallied for a while downstairs and when he came up, he was not up to it. This is unprecedented. He is not even significant where it counts. You win some, lose some.

Not Tim. I’d never go back for him. Terrible.

Will 3

The hotel neat the big TV network is the Camelot, the gaudy castle that looks out of place in the Scout area, fronting what used to be Danarra (Now an SM development). I parked in the basement. A lanky attendant quickly appeared beside my car door as I began to alight from the car. Will alighted too. I asked for a room and the attendant led us to a room on the third floor.

I asked If Will wanted something from the room fridge, but he said he and his fellow waiters had taken a few drinks after duty.

I took my shirt off. That was his cue to take of his white kamisadentro. He looked very sexy in it.  I could see that there was no undershirt. Will carefully put his shirt on the chair of the dresser and lay down. I was in my briefs. While he took off his shirt, he did not take off his denims, lying on the bed half naked, denims on.

I kissed his dark round nipples and began kissing him on the chest up to the neck upwards. I kissed his cheek. There was a small hint of gin from his mouth, not offensive. In fact,  I was excited by it. I grazed his ear and kissed him on the cheek again, but didn’t try the mouth. Wag biglain, relax lang, that would be for later, I thought

The hotel’s television did not have any x rated program but I was prepared.  The tablet that I brought with me had a variety of x rated heterosexual films for all kinds of tastes. I opened some, and Will picked what he liked. Teens analysed, the one where the young EUROboy fucks his girl in the ass.

I began grazing my mouth towards the nipples again. Will smelled good, lalake  good. The right mix of manly mustiness and good perfume. He had taste. The way he carried his shirt and denims showed he had taste. He smelled arousingly good.

I began going down, licking his umbilical cord,  which was amazingly clean and deep. My tongue licked it, circled it, fucked it for a few minutes while my hand caressed the hair that ran from the umbilical cord right down his pubic line. It soon grazed Will’s crotch.

Then I began to stroke his crotch, feel it.

It was getting hard, rock hard. With his denims on, it felt huge.

I kissed his stomach, traveling down his crotch, kissing his crotch from outside the denim. My  lips explored his covered penis. Even from outside, I had to open my mouth wide to accommodate its girth. It was more that promising. I couldn’t help but playfully bite his member from outside, smelling it.

My hands struggled to  remove his belt and unbutton his pants. Will firmly moved my hands so he could unbutton his denim. I could have imagined that Will’s dick was pulsating from within. I could not contain my excitement but tried to hide it.

At last it was out. The dickhead was  huge red pulsating mushroom, its diameter definitely bigger than the thick shaft. It was an amazingly beautiful, angry long and thick cock. I wanted to take a picture of it but I did not. I didn’t want to scare him away.

My difficulty opening my mouth to accommodate the shaft while his tool was encased inside his denims worsened when he had freed his penis. The dickhead was monstrously huge. I had to summon the limits of my mouth’s and lips’ elasticity just to try to get it inside.  Itutuloy

Will

I got this waiter from a restaurant that specialises in breakfasts and pancakes and waffles. He had a bigote, looked very fair and was very good looking. When I finished with my breakfast and paid my check, I slipped my cell number to him, together with a significant tip (significant enough for him to remember me) then whispered call or text back. He was very sexy.

He texted back later in the evening saying, sir si will po ito, yung nag serve sa inyo sa ______ kaninang umaga, I asked if we could meet but he said another day, he had something to do (to be continued)