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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...

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...

That one time he returned (quite a long time ago). Am I going to give in to those sweet pacute eyes? Hmmm. A lot has happened. Mahirap na. But, in an attempt to objectively weigh Jhoross and his service, here's my two cents. I have once been so addicted to his man-scent. That attractive cologne he applies smells so sexy to me. That, and maybe pheromones? haha.  Massage, Jhoross is definitely one with the better massages ever. He did try to use his "body-to-body" technique to me once. And it sure did help in arousing me, leading to that climactic, Jhoross lovemaking. Romance: He ranks close to my top 3 in terms of nipple play. Or at least a close number 4. Tool: He has one of the hardest--literally. And I love how he gives out slight moans of agreement when I hit the spot. I do enjoy watching him get off. *note: this photo post has been in my drafts for some time. His body today, may have improved or changed.

* pardon the tardy follow up on the preview I've last uploaded * So one of the most overwhelming responses I have had in my blog was that one story about JL --the guy who made me scream. Otherwise known as the one with hands (edit: finger) of Hedonistic orientation haha. The surprise: It was my sister's birthday. Swamped with work, and busy exchanging plans about my sister's birthday, I wasn't aware it's to be all JL-yearners will be jubilant about. It all started with a surprising text message. And the text registered surprisingly to a name I have not seen in a while. Yes, I have had some differences with the guy I used to see every weekend or every other week but then the SMS erased all of that. He asked, "Musta ka na?" Casually, I replied, " Ok lang" and then he went, "Ok po. Pano po ba ilagay sa FR Central? Lagay mo nga ako! hehe."  To those who dropped messages to me, via Facebook , this blog, and even in FRC , you kn...