A friend forwarded this to me. And it got me excited. The first three minutes.

Wild dances from Active Naturists on Vimeo.

Why are all those fratboys gorgeous and hunky and even hung? My eyes are drawn to those who keep on touching their dicks. LOL. Does this turn you on?

Carlito 2

Panga. Yun ang una niyang napansin kay Carlito. Malaki ang panga. Angular jaw. Lalaking-lalaki ang dating. Palibhasa'y iyon ang kulang sa sarili niya, natatawang inisip ni Lucas.

Una niyang napansin si Carlito sa isang sing-along bar. Pinagkakatuwaan ng mga bading na emcee. Ang cute kasi. At may porma naman ang katawan. At kung makangiti ay parang pagkatamis-tamis. Hindi typical na gwapo. Pero may sex appeal. At ang cute ng boses, lalo na pagtumatawa.

Tumatambay si Lucas sa bar na iyon nung single siya. Kilala na siya ng mga tao, ng may-ari. Kaya niyang pumunta dun kahit walang kasama dahil kampante na siya sa lugar. At para silang magbarkada na rin.

Pinagmasdan niya kung sino mga kasama ng cute na mapanga. Uuy, may kilala siya sa barkada! Si Rene! Date kaya niya si cute? Kausapin niya kaya? Tinamaan siya ng hiya. Bumalik na lang siya sa table ng mga kainuman.

"Type ko yun" sabay turo dun sa direksyon ni cute.

"Saan? Sino dun? tanong ni Boyet, habang nakatalikod upang makita ang tinuturo.

"Yun oh, yung kakakanta lang."

"Dun sa table ni Rene? Yung malaki ang panga?" sabay halakhak. Di pa man nila kilala ay nalait na. Ang bading nga naman.

"Eto talaga. Kala mo naman, kagandahan!" sagot niya.

"Plangak! Oh siya, gawan ng paraan." sabay tayo ni Boyet.

"Huy! Bakla! Anong gagawin mo?" habang hinihila ang kamay ng bading na nagmamadali, patungo sa table ni cute.

"Weh ano pa? Oh de magpakilala! At matapos na ang kakapantasya mo!"

"Ano ka ba? Hoy! Bumalik ka dito!" halos sinisigaw na ni Lucas kay Boyet. Kaso, dedma lang ang kaibigan.

Naupo siya at pinagmasdan ang pangyayari. Nakita niyang kinausap ni Boyet si Rene. Magkakilala naman sila. Pero hiyang-hiya pa rin siya. Di niya alam kung anong gagawin ni Boyet. Nanliliit siya habang pinapanuod na pinakilala si Boyet kay cute. Ilang sandali na lang ay pabalik na si Boyet sa lugar nila.

Habang palapit, kitang-kita na niya na nakataas ang kilay ng bading.

"Day, may date ang type mo. Sorry ka na lang." sabay upo at inom ng San Mig light. Nagsindi na rin ng yosi. Parang si Celia Rodrigruez lang kung makaporma.

"Bwisit! Di ko naman sinabing gusto kong makilala no?" sabay hampas sa braso ng kaibigan.

"Aba, de at least, tapos na ang ilusyon mo!" sabay halakhak ng malakas.

"Mabait ka talagang maldita ka!" at kinurot ng pino sa tagiliran. At sabay na silang nagtawanan.

"Pero may binulong si Rene sa akin. Date nung kasama nilang isa si cute, Carlito ang pangalan. Pero mukhang hindi naman raw type ni Carlito. Kapatid! May pag-asa ka!" tumili si Boyet.

"Gaga! Di ako mang-aagaw ng date, noh? Hayaan mo na sila. Teka, sinabi mo ba kay Rene na type ko?" tanong ni Lucas.

"Eh ano pa nga ba? Binulong ko lang sa lola mo. Kaya nga naikwento na nagde-date lang si Carlito at yung isa."

"Yuck! Nakakahiya! Bruha ka talaga!" halos sabunutan na niya ang bakla.

"Pa yuck-yuck ka pa diyan! At kailan ka pa naging kolehiyala? Magpakatotoo ka!" at inirapan siya ni Boyet.

"Huy, in fairness, di naman ako haliparot... masyado" at nagtawanan na naman sila. Bigla nilang napansin na parating si Rene sa table.

"Hola mga amiga!" bati ni Rene, at bumebeso-beso kay Lucas.

"Eto na ang korona mo, kapatid!" nagmuestra si Rene na may inaabot na korona sa kanya.

"Ha? Anong gimik yan?"

"Hahaha! Panalo ka, kapatid! Eto ang number ni Carlito. Ayan! Tawagan bukas, ha? Pero bukas na. Respetuhin ang date!" tawa ng tawa ang Rene, ang mother nilang lahat.

Inabot sa kanya ang tissue paper na may sulat ng cellphone number. Lumukso ang puso niya. Para siyang naka-jackpot sa sweepstakes. Napa-inom siya ng kanyang Red Horse. Mukhang maganda ang mangyayari bukas.




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Commissioned

"Just paint whatever you want with CC in mind." that was the instruction.

The painter, the artist had that quizzical look on his face. He would have rather I told him what I'd like him to paint. But honestly, I also had no idea. Since he is familiar with the blog, he must have some concept of CC somewhere.

He told me through the networks that he has been a raider. And while looking at his instagram photos, I found out that he paints as a hobby. I got excited with what I saw. I asked him if he accepts 'commissioned work.' And for how much.

He was so kind not to charge me anything for painting. "Just buy the materials I would need" was his kind instruction.

He blogs, too. And he posts some of his sketches there (well, during the early days of his blog). But now I see him more in Instagram. He is quite a looker, and his photos prove it. No wonder he has tons of followers :)

And in person, the looks don't disappoint. We went to National Bookstore to buy the materials. I told him what color scheme best fits my humble abode. He picked the range of paints to be used.

After a few weeks, I finally got my painting. And I am just blown away.




The painting now adorns my living/dining area. Though pc thinks it should occupy the study area. The colors are vivid. The brush strokes heavy. He calls it "Corners".

This is the detail of one corner:




And the other:





What do you think is he communicating about CC through his painting?

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Carlito 1

Nagtagpo sila ni tisoy, si Nandy, isang linggo matapos ang O party. Nagtatawagan na at nagsasagutan sa text. Busy lang nung weekdays kaya di sila nakapagkita. Natuloy rin nung Sabado, sa Robinson's sa Manila.

Tisoy pa rin si Nandy sa liwanag. Mas maputi pa nga. At dun lang niya napansin na may konting tiyan pala. Pero ok pa rin naman kasi malaki ang bulas niya. At kapansin-pansin ang mga braso na malaki rin. Mabait pag nakangiti na. Pero pagseryoso, parang nakakatakot. Parang insabero. Mestizo kasi.

"Are you hungry?" tanong agad ni Nandy sa kanya.

"Ok lang. Meryenda tayo muna, at kape siguro." sagot ni Lucas. Tinagalog na niya kasi baka maubusan na siya ng Ingles. Narinig naman niyang nag-tatagalog rin si Nandy nung party. At nung narinig niya ang sagot na "Sige, maghanap na lang tayo ng coffee shop" ang sagot niya, nakampante na si Lucas. Hindi na siya mahihirapan.

Masarap ang kwentuhan nila ni Nandy habang nagkakape. Di na nga niya namalayan ang oras, at ang ensaymadang inorder niya. Malakas ang dating ni Nandy. May yabang at pagkasuplado na nakaka-akit.

"Nga pala, sorry kung hindi ako nakaka-reply agad sa text." banggit ni Nandy. "Tuma-timing lang. Baka mabasa ng partner ko."

Biglang nagbago ang ihip ng hangin. Tama ba ang rinig niya, "partner"? Pero hindi niya pinahalata ang kanyang pag-alinlangan.

"Ah walang kaso yun. Gaano na kayo katagal?" tanong ni Lucas.

"Three years." sabay sa paghigop ng kapeng maligamgam na.

"Wow. Galeng naman. Uhmm. Open relationship ba kayo?"

"Hindi. Siguro tanong mo kung bakit ako nasa O party at anong ginagawa ko rito?" tanong niya kay Lucas. Napatungo lamang siya.

"Tinutulungan ko lang si Ate Jomay. Boss ko siya. Alam ni partner yun."

"Ah..Ok. Gets ko." sagot niya kahit hindi niya na-gets. Lokohan na lang kaya ag relasyon nila?

"Baka naman magkagulo kung... lumalabas tayo." tanong niya kay Nandy.

"Walang gulo. Ako bahala. Takot yun sa akin." may yabang sa boses ni Nandy habang nagsasalita.

Naniniwala siya sa mga salita ni Nandy. Malaking kaha. Malaki ang kamao. Kaya nitong bumuhat ng kamay. Marahil nga eh kontrolado niya ang partner niya.

"Ah ok. At wala naman tayong ginagawa. Kwentuhan lang naman." ang sagot niya.

Tuloy pa rin ang kwentuhan nila. Tungkol sa trabaho, sa pamilya, sa pinanggalingan. At ng tumayo sila at maglakad palabas, dun lang niya napansin sa kabuuan si Nandy. Dun niya napansin na sa slacks na suot, parang may malaking sorpresang nag-aantay sa kanya. Kahit maluwag ang pantalon, may nagsusumikip sa gitna, isang tambok na hiwalay sa tambok ng cellphone at ng panyo.

Nagpaalam na sila sa isa't-isa pagdating sa sakayan. PInauna niya si Nandy. Pumila para makasakay ng taxi. Siya naman ay tumawid na, lumakad sa mga nagdaraang jeepney.

Habang nakasakay siya. Napag-isipan niya ang mga kuwento ni Nandy. "Takot siya sa akin" ang naalalala niyang binanggit tungkol sa jowa. Napa-isip siya at muling bumalik sa isipan ang malungkot niyang kuwento tungkol kay Carlito.


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whew

My ECU (executive check-up) results came in the other week. As part of protocol, my attending physician is supposed to discuss the results with me. It helped that she was my classmate in college. Hahaha So I felt very comfortable with her. And also very proud because she is doing very well, looking really beautiful and prosperous! What a transformation, actually!

Anyway, most of the results were unremarkable, even impressive. At my age, anyway. hehe. Two things just worth discussing with me. Something about my CBC showed some infection I must have had that time. Though I didnt feel any symptoms. Even my prostate seemed to be healthy (without going through the digital rectal exam).

And the other was a finding on my 2D echocardiogram: an incidental note of "interatrial aneurysm". She told me to consult with my cardiologist about it, though not wanting to sound alarmed. Hmm. should I be concerned?

Typical of the patient of the 21st century, I googled the darn thing. And though it sounds really scary, the incidence is quite common. And though it could lead to serious consequences (an embolism), that was quite rare. Even my dad didn't think much about it.

But nevertheless, just to be sure, I consulted with my cardiologist. And this morning, after that consultation, I have just been given a true clean bill of health. WHEW!

So all that diet and exercise made me lose weight AND fit and healthy.

To dampen spirits a bit, the other week saw the passing away of a colleague of mine, at the youngish age of 53yo. And that death (of cardiac arrest) is made more remarkable because her heart condition was not detected. This is one woman who believed supremely in regular check-ups and sticking to therapy regimens. Her last ECU was late last year, I believe, and she was diagnosed with possible kidney stones. Her heart condition was not even in the radar.

Her death jolted me. The tests are never 100% accurate. And despite such glowing results, the tests could not be so comprehensive to cover all that I can possibly be having.

There will always be that chance that I may not be so healthy after all.

BUT such is life. There are no guarantees. Going through that ECU still shows me that odds are with me, not against me. The risks may be there, but these seem to be smaller. And I can only continue what I am doing.

So here's to health and life. Cheers!

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asexual. clarified.

Some comments got me thinking that i need to clarify where that quickie came from.
Warning, though. This may be TMI for you. Feel free to move on to another blog.

Even with an active sex life, with or without a partner, I have an active personal sex life. I'm not into porn as much. I don't even have a collection anymore. The only site I visit from time to time is manhunt daily. And I don't even really get turned on to the point of erection and orgasm when I view the pics there.

I jerk off mostly based on horniness. I just feel horny. Sometimes, I'm taking a shower and the repeated soaping of my groin starts to turn me on. And sometimes, I'm just looking at myself in the mirror and I get turned on.

When I am jerking off, I usually continue to stimulate my imagination with memories of hot encounters. I have some memorable encounters of being blown, of being seduced, of being groped. And as I build up to an orgasm, I fantasize the scene over and over again.

(But there was a time I would really be turned on by porn. Rather than being stimulated by new porn, I'm the type to keep on going back to the same scenes, the same actors, the same films. And I would pace my stroking so I would come at the same time these guys would. Sometimes, my cock would be so hard and swollen and even almost painful for waiting all that time. Yeah, I tend to come fast.)

But it's been weeks since that has happened. Alone, I haven't been turned on enough to jerk myself off. Libido is just not there.

But when partner is here, that's a different story. I have no problem getting turned on by what we do. And I come explosively. I guess because it's been 'saved up'.

So thanks for the comments (and offers). As the cliche goes, it's not you, it's me. LOL

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