Seriously! There's Really Something About Her Petchay! (I Touch Myself)

Good friend and I got to talking, and once again our topic was about her extremely amazing, semi-miraculous, and aphrodisiac-laced PETCHAY! (To those who don't know what I'm talking about, kindly read my first blog about this here.)

A lot has actually happened since I first wrote a blog about her petchay and still I am trying not to gag so much as I try and get through this one.

Isang Petchay sa Gubat

Fortunately this friend of mine and her much adored sexual partner seem to have the libido of rabbits, meaning they could go at it for hours and hours. The only difference is that she somehow doesn't get knocked-up. And believe me they would go at it for hours, screaming sexual pleasures and declaring heaven to the top of their lungs while having mind-blowing orgasms. Don't believe me? Ask the guards who seemingly welcome his arrival at her condo-apartment. Or the neighbors who probably can't even complain hearing them go at it just because it's also turning them on. DARN! What a pathetic sex life I have! At least compared to these two.

One time, she went out after they were done and found a guard loitering the corridors. He probably wished to join but didn't have the guts nor the size. HAHAHA!

Halika, Laro-Laro Tayo Sa Petchay Ko!

The story of my life. Being invited to watch and maybe even taste some of 'the adored sexual partner.' I even asked my friend if this guy had a gay twin brother, hoping that I would get some of her action.

But then, on one of those infamous nights where they were imitating rabbits again and I was having drinks with a friend in the area. I got an unexpected MMS. And I literally jumped off my seat and screamed upon seeing the Adonis of all birds. (FOCK! I sound like a 12-year old GIRL describing genitals---HAHAHAH! But I want to keep this entry as discreet as possible. Some of my family members might read it and I'd be in trouble.) Yes, there it was in all its cut glory. One of the most beautiful THANG I've ever seen. I LOOOOVEEEE having her petchay as my friend. I swear it does wonders for my gay life!

A couple of days later, we got into talking again and she mentioned that "Adonis' Bird" was open to the idea of being stroked or even being eaten by someone of the same sex so long as her petchay was lodged good and hard on his mouth. I think at that moment I shouted so loud that my gay-ness went inside and out. I nearly literally cartwheeled in front of her in extreme delight. But alas, my gay-ness was tested and I proved I'm gay-er than I even imagined. I could not go through with it. NOT because I didn't want to have a taste of it, but because I'd rather not see my friend naked and get a glimpse of that miracle petchay.

THAT and the fact that I didn't want to disappoint him having my friend set the expectation probably so high even for an extremely talented gay like me. I would just die if I didn't match or even surpass the way she gives. And I didn't want to take the risk losing my prized possession... my mouth!

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"I really don't get what is it in there that could make them (not only him) want it so much," she said in utter mockery of my mouth.

"I don't know, but I guess since there is really a demand for it. There must really be something there."

"I don't know too. I was looking at it the other day trying to figure out but really couldn't."

"The hell! Did you ever think that the reason why they say your petchay is the most beautiful, most lustful, best tasting, smelling, looking, etc... etc... ever --- is that any petchay compared to yours looks like SQUAT!"

"Oh yeah, I never thought of that! Oh well," she said in complete confidence.

HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!


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I guess there's nothing left to do but sing...

I don't want anybody else
When I think about you I touch myself
ahh ohh i don't want anybody else
oh no oh on oh no yeah

I love myself
I want you to love me
When I feel down
I want you above me
I search myself
I want you to find me
I forget myself
I want you to remind me

I don't want anybody else
When I think about you I touch myself
ahh ohh i don't want anybody else
oh no oh no oh no

Hey! Cute Jeepney Guy!

Since I couldn't download my emails since this morning, let me just blog to blow some steam.

Last night I had one major ego boosting on the jeepney on my way home. I rode at Boni Station to get to my usual stop at P.Cruz. I almost missed the jeep that I had to run after it. Not only did I catch it I was lucky enough to be sitting in front of a very, very, VERRRY cute guy.

I noticed he was looking at me as if he knew me from somewhere. He came from the gym I assumed since he was sporting gym cloths and had a big knapsack. Either that or some basketball game of some sort. Nevertheless he was extremely good looking. He had this big round eyes, facial hairs, nice haircut and cuts at the right places.

He kept looking (staring) during the 20 minute ride to my place but I dared not look back. I can't even give him a simple smile as I was too embarrassed. If we were in a cartoon or movie or something, you'd probably see shooting stars, sparks and 'thinking balloons' above our heads. Hihihi!

Anyway, I got home smiling and my night only got better... until I woke up late the next morning.

Sigh! Back to reality... back to work!

Happy EDSA day everyone!

10 Things I'm Thankful For....

I've been stressing about how broke I am recently to my friends and I think it's starting to annoy the sh*t out of them. But yes, I find myself lacking a few extra thousand bucks from my usually thick 'man purse' (and by that I mean my wallet) these days that it's depressing. I'm soooo not used not having enough cash that I am getting depressed about it. This morning, instead of my usual Country Style Breakfast Combo, I've gone the wiser (and cheaper) by bringing a Lucky Me Chicken Noodle Soup to eat AND settled for my usual 3-in-1 Nescafe Coffee. What can I say, these are indeed hard times. HARD TIMES!!!

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My trip to Uzbekistan got canceled. Apparently it was not safe for us to go there for now. I was kinda looking forward to this trip. I even Google-d the place and did some research especially on the weather. Well according to weather.com, it would usually go from 8 degrees Celsius to Zero! Wooohooo! That means snow! Never seen snow even when I was in England. I got to see the frost the morning after but that hardly counts. So I guess I have to wait again until I am given the opportunity to make my very own snow angel. Oh well... Maybe next time.

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I've been thinking that since I've been dealing with such as crisis in my life right now, I should be counting my blessings instead of sulking on what God intended to be challenges to make me stronger. And so, I decided to come up with a list of 10 things I am grateful for. Here goes...

10. I am thankful that I still have a wonderful apartment to go home to and rest and live.

9. My work. Much as I have so many issues at work, I am still thankful that I have a decent enough job that pays for most of my bills. I love my boss and friends at the office and I do still enjoy traveling to new places.

8. Gadgets. My PlayStation, iPod, Ben (my Nikon D60), mobile phones, laptops, TV and DVD player, iPod speakers. These help me to survive!

7. Networking sites. Multiply, Facebook, Friendster, Flickr, Blogspot, and G4M. In this day and age it's amazing how it's almost impossible NOT to meet new friends or even hook-ups! Hahahaha!

6. My family! I love 'em! Very much!

5. FRIENDS DVD! I never, ever EVER go tired of watching them! I only wish all friends are like them! Well, at least most of my friends actually even surpass the criteria. Good for me, sucks for them! Kidding!

4. My addictions. Coffee. San Mig Light and Cigarettes. Life's simple joys that's slowly killing me. Need to quit! Need tooooo quit!

3. The gift of life. I know it sounds mushy... but I am thankful to be alive. You should too! I've experienced too many near death misses that I can only be thankful everyday!

2. My friends. Without them, I'd probably die!

1. LOVE! Yes, you heard it right, above all I believe in love. Love is like oxygen. Love lifts us up where we belong. All we need is love. I am and forever will be hopeless romantic. Deal with it! HAHAHA! =D And did I mention I'm single. 17 months and counting. Somebody (cum)come already!

V-Day Weekend Blahs

So, ask me how I spent my V-Day weekend and you might wonder why on this infamous day of days I decided to be with my one true love.

My love affair started around mid-December after I moved to my new apartment and found out that I didn't have much need for cable TV and that my DVD player was lonely.

"Silver with touches of black and I love it!"

I was thinking if I should just get a new one or if a second hand would do. But I decided I want nothing but the best so I got the new one. I remember during the first few times we were together, we used to spend hours and hours playing, sleepless nights, and often I'd even skip meals just to be with him.

Yes, dear friends, I'm in-love and I know I'm loved back. The vibration said it all. I even replaced some hot action and drinking sessions with friends all because I just had to go home and we needed to be together.

Ahhh, my PlayStation 2.

What more could I say but, Valentines-Shmilentines, it's just another day. I still had fun last weekend, with every click, jump, push, block, run, walk, roll and vibration. The loooooong night was worth it. It sucks to be single, it really does but 'Friends' DVD Marathon and Sony PlayStation 2 makes it bearable somehow, dunchathink?