KWENTONG DODONG: JACOB. Ikaw ang BOSS ko.

Me, after the deed HAHA

"Pasensya ka na ha. Niratrat ko bibig mo. Nanggigigil kasi talaga ako eh."

It sounded more like a post-porn flick script rather than a real apology.

That's the kind of "apology" that you sure would just readily accept--an admission of fault that you would just "awwww" at the sound of. haha. 

A lot can be said about men for hire and on how they're engineered to give you as you please, and I have learned to accept that. But few, out there, are just teeming with sincere concern, politeness, and sweetness that you just feel a tad too Rihanna. You are the only woman in the world. Haha.

Okay. Enough of my always-over-expanded prologues.

Moving on to the subject: JACOB.

It was one of those days when the virtual gap between beki and hot masseur seem too thin that Jacob, upon going back to Manila from days of rest in the province, became available for an impromptu meetup. 

It's true what they say about the guy. He's very very polite--and yet no sign of feigned and put-on modesty. His was this genuine sweetness that just radiates through his light smile, a contrast to what his gym shirt has shown me in our meetup.

He sat there and talked and talked. Instant connection? Yes. A plus. It was not hard to feel at ease with him, no small thanks to the warm laughter he punctuates every sentence. The guns seemingly wanting an out from his tight-fitting shirt were also immediate come-ons. Of course. Body worshipper, here. haha.

He commands attention, and yet nothing too cocky or obnoxious. Not the kind of confidence that wanna-be Alpha males exude. Pleasantries and a bit of reminiscence from our past correspondences that he surprisingly remembered way back his Lalaking Palaban days.

In so many levels, this may be another one of my "FINALLY" moments.

After a good 20 to 30 minutes of talk. He excused himself to go to the restroom, sliding off shorts that easily showed a wonderfully-fitting undergarment. It contours a gift I have been designated to unravel that afternoon.

Lumabas sya nang nakatapis ang twalya and a slightly-naughtier version of his smile. He took off the towel showing the "beautifully-fit" skivvies--I say this ng paulit ulit since it did flatter his form and by his, I meant his pelvis down to the greatly-shaped money-tool.

Massage session followed. I have never been very particular about massages. It was just something he gamely provided me. Actually, I don't remember if I was given a dry or an "oiled" massage. I just remember the conversations, the sweet voice telling me tales about himself. 

After a few minutes of back-rubbing he proceeded and went on to massage my arms. With my head facing the rear of the bed, he naughtily stood in front of me to which I reacted, "Nadidistract ako sa nasa harap ko," blocking my view of the TV. haha. He laughed and then playfully gyrated in front of me. haha.

More kwento, tawa, tease, tawa ensued. Then came the end of the massage. The actual massage isn't his strong suit but to say the least, it was a cute "hottening" prologue to his "transformation".

Tumabi sya sakin sa kama. His hands over my shoulders, my head to his chest. Automatically, I grazed my fingers to his nipples. He reciprocated ending with a slight pinch. Napaigkas ako and said, "Yan!" He then responded with a "Gusto mo yan, boss? *ungol* Gusto mo to?" his fingers making a continuous circular motion that went faster. It was a signal. The battle begins!

He then took off what was to me was a beautiful teasing underwear with his face showing "gigil". A surprising turn of events. He pinned me down and started with taking on the duty of making me beg for dear life: nipples were targeted and that tongue was sure an expert driver to nirvana.

He clasped my hands. Tight. All I can do is close my eyes and enjoy the pleasure of being serviced. But of course, I had to look at those muscles move as he make his way down me. He licked my nipples. Gave it a bit of a bite then gave me a torrid kiss. The sequence of porn-worthy scenes were all punctuated with him asking me "Masarap ba? Gusto mo ba?"

When it was my turn the question grew more erotic, "Malaki ba? Masarap ba? Sayong sayo yan. Isubo mo lahat yan." Pinaluhod ko sya while taking his almost 8" cock. Asked him to flex and flex he did. I put my hands on his now sweaty chest, his biceps, his abs, each crevice that lead sweat directly down to his lower regions. I continued to stroke his cock. When I started putting too much attention on deep-throating him, he takes my hand and lead me to his nipples. Playing with them as I swallow him whole. Several moments I saw him look at himself in the mirror then back at me, his eyes even more passionate and "libog". A sight to behold.

Sasha Fierce has really entered the building. He dominated me in so many ways. Without even realizing it, I, too, was transformed. Willing servant at first. And then a satisfied siren wanting to give back.

He climbed on top of me and then shoved (yes, pushed!) his dick to my mouth. Surprisingly, I was able to take it, throbbing and tasty. He was yelling out commands like, "Sige pa!!" "Fuck!!" "Sayo yan, kainin mo pa!"

I WAS CHALLENGED.

Paiba iba kami ng posisyon. He would literally stop and put me in another position, feeding me like a hungry kid tasting his first Willy Wonka bar. I was obliged to perform and his moans were reassuring.

Kung san san kami napadpad. Sa dulo ng kama, sa may ulunan, sa salamin na dingding. I was possessed. I was drunk with this guy's passionate performance. Pawisan kaming dalawa and he just can't seem to get enough. And who am I to complain.

And then, he came.

I followed shortly after he gave my nipples some tongue action. His moans making it easier for me to "release".

He gave me a kiss and then stood up to go to the bathroom. I stood next to the door and he gamely washed himself looking at me. And I felt more and more into him. His normal sweet self, re-entering him.

After the deed, we talked some more and made plans in the future. When to meet again etc. He showed up in front of me ready for his photos to be taken. With gentle requests of "Gawan mo ko ng FR ha. Makakatulong sakin yan." As if he would need it.

The experience, in so many ways, was REMARKABLE. One for the books. And it sure was intoxicating I've been dreaming of a next meetup even before he sent his "Thank you po ulit, boss. Text mo ko pag nakauwi ka na ha."

Jacob. JACOB. JACOOOOOOOOOOOOB.

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Photos he sent me and requested to post below: