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Hellooooooooooooo! Back! Well, not really. I just can't sleep so I am making a last-minute post. Most of you who know me--or at least this alter-ego of a site--know about this little obsession/fascination I have on muscle worship. Per Wiki: (HAHAHA) Muscle worship  (also called  sthenolagnia ) is a  social behaviour , usually with a  sexual aspect  (a form of  body worship ), in which a participant, the worshiper, touches the muscles  of another participant, the dominator, in  sexually arousing  ways, which can include rubbing, massaging, kissing, licking, "lift and carry", and various  wrestling holds . The dominator is almost always either a  bodybuilder , a  fitness competitor , or  wrestler —an individual with a large body size and a high degree of visible muscle mass. The worshiper is often, but not always, skinnier, smaller, and less fit. [1] [2] [3]  Muscle worship can include participants of both  s...

Mobile devices are essentially embedded into our lives these days. And who are we to complain. Connectivity, ease of use and the blurring of the lines of work and play. Smart phones, of course, have also transcended into objects of "documentation". No small thanks to those cameras you can just point and shoot, your latest meal, your high school reunion or even just your best morning selfie.  And that is why every Tuesday (or I'll really try!!! haha. Alam niyong tamad ako!), we celebrate men and they lovely relationship with their smart phones, their generous hot hot hot #selfie uploads! Smile, the body, the works!! First up: PETER MENDIJAR I am not really big on this whole "boy next door" campaign. You know how I adooooore men with mean muscles, and their devil-may-care grins. Peter is slim but with bulging muscles at the right places, nothing too intimidating or super ripped. But he is lean and sexy. For some reason I don't know why I got s...

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 the...

Since my drought has extended to almost a month now, I am replacing actual abs-touching with men I know, and "scheduled" to see, with virtual gratification. haha. The guy's name? Dyson Parker of Legend Men, where the video showed him interviewed by a guy on things that led him to dropping his trousers playing with himself and shooting a 5-day-old load. The pits? Check. The nipples, Oh-la-la. The abs, veiny and scrumptious. And the tool? It's a pleasant "surprise". haha. The guy is 22 and I am trying mightily to find more videos of him, hopefully the same kind where there's a "commanding" voice telling him what to do. My kind of porn haha. Anywho. Dyson Parker, the flexer Let me worship. For more of him and other men who are generous enough to let them hotness show,go to  Legend Men

So, it's been a while. haha. Sorry for the tardy follow-up on the last post. How have you been doing? Anyway. So we are up to something big. haha.Char. For those who have been loyalists of this page (I don't really want to call myself a 'blogger'. That's for legit shit. ahaha), read on!! Remember the guy that made you all thirsty for some "magic finger"? haha. I bring back, JL . One of the most widely-read posts here was that one entry on the scream-inducing magic fingers of JL, the one who made me feel like a pornstar. haha. After a long pause in what seemed like a great, "bedside" relationship, I was surprised to get a message from him with a sense of urgency. Ahhh men, and their knack to make me feel "needed" (seriously I need a cure for this). There's an expression of a favor that calls for us meeting, photograph-taking and talking to the right people for something.  So there, here's a sneak peek. And tomorrow, ...

In a sea of Brapanese specimen reigning supreme in magazines, commercials, campaigns, and even, well Eat Bulaga, we see two Filipino chaps who can give these Euro DNA-gifted male mannequins a run for their money. So, here are two Pinoy guys generous enough to post photos that would make all beckies scream in their big O'!! haha RENDON and his perfect chocolate skin and cuts that could launch beki wars in a second or MIGUEL Who's silky skin and pubes exposure make him a target for you-know-what

"O matigas na," sabi nya. Parang hudyat na simula na ang light at the end of the tunnel--natapos din sa wakas ang almost 7 months kong paghihintay. Chocolate skinned, tight muscles. Six-pack abs that are obviously worked hard at the gym. He lied beside me, his arms behind his head. Hindi sya ngumingiti masyado pero that giving position alone was enough to shoot blood to my you know.  And for some reason, di pa rin ako makapaniwala although andaming beses nang naplano to. Not my own POP of him but he's everywhere.  Took one of his pageant photos and did some hiding. Nagngangalit ang mga utong nya. Sarap padaanin ang mga daliri ko. Habang may kaunting bahid ng pawis ang kilikili nyang nakabukas para sakin. Itago na lang natin sya sa pangalang "FINALLY". Mamu, Antonn, Sophie and well, almost everyone who were members of the group, or at least those who paid attention to what I posted, know the dude. I even asked for help from Mamu and another blogger, also...

Itago na lang natin sya sa pangalang JL. I call him He-Who-Made-Me-Scream. Or the Guy with the Magic Finger. Yes, I may not always be the type who would ask to men to play with "it". Friends know me as the "body worshipper" and not really the "penetration-fan" so when I heard about his fantastic build, I have started having itches to get him. haha. Okay, so di ako talaga sure how I got to his number. I remember getting a number from one of my forum friends where I sent messages to. No response for a week or two. After the non-response to my barrage of inquiries, I was surprised to get a message from a different number saying he is JL and he is back in Manila. Scurrying, I booked him and got the famous Beki Nights dancer I failed to see. Tryst was booked at my usual sin haven. He came in his big bag and my painted images of him finally were replaced with actualities--defined features I did absorb and came to love after only minutes of his stay ...

And since I've seen too much of Andrew Espina's fantabulous POPs of baby J haha. I dare say, this will be a Jerry Appreciation Day! haha. The second night with him-- a reminiscence. haha. Hired him on the same week! And it felt right! :P