No FCuk!!

What a nippy Fcuk sex I have ever had in my life. It was last saturday, I have been getting in touch with this guy in MSN for like almost a year and decided to have some fun to fulfill my needs for rebound to overcome my missing feelings. For your information, he has fair smooth skin and body as lean as a guy should be, an additional bonus perks so let's just call him slicky slimy guy (SSG). Just as I got into his house, my manhood came alive into action and my lips just had a life on its own..needless to mention the heart beat ^_^. So, we started to rub one another to fuel the 'feel' as proclaimed by some people as horny..and the scene goes like this:

Mikey: Oh yeah, you naughty guy...keep going. ( biting his mouth..something I like to do in the middle of kissing ^_^).
SSG: yes..you poor horny boy...you need to be F... every night and day.
Mikey: yes, take me....^_^..please.
SSG carried me over to his bed and put his family jewel for me to taste.
Mikey: get some lube...I have got condom in my bag.
SSG: No..just keep sucking..it's much better..
Mikey: Okie....
time goes on and I keep doing what he seemed to like for hours. Nope..I am not tired yet..and he cum too soon...known as premature ejaculation I supposed.
Mikey: time now for the real action...(grinning ^_^)
SSG: No...you horny boy..that's enough.
Mikey: What do you mean? Enough???? ( he hasnt even Fcuk me yet and enough)
SSG: Nae...I dun want to Fcuk you..
Mikey: what!!!( surprised and much to my dismay).You dont want to Fcuk me..why? Am i not cute enough for ya?
SSG: No...that's not it...(a silence of moment and he took a long pause). It's just that..ahh...shut up...and keep doing that ( pressing my face onto his manhood)
SSG: NO...!!( I resist of course...I won't give up without a fight)..Why don't you Fcuk me...Tell me WHY!!!
SSG: Err..actually..I am too tired to Fcuk you..and you look like a decent boy...I cant do that..too innoncene for that. Besides I don't know you that long enough to FCUK you.
Mikey: What the FCUK? Too tired to FCUK a boy and you call yourself a queer? That just pissed me off and more over you don't trust me enough to FCUK me.
SSG: No, that is not what I mean...you know that....about me having trouble to trust someone too soon..come on mikey..you horny boy.
Mikey: Okie..( What he said trying to defend himself just boiled my blood even more)...I am done..You can go and find someone you trust.

Holly Molly what a maria full of grace he just said not to Fcuk me. Hook ups and no FCUK..what a weirdo you are.

The lesson is, always ask what your sex date want to do before meeting for one night hook-ups.

I MisS yOu

It has been a few months since we last talk about our stuff...sharing jokes..making sweet kisses to one another..but out of sudden...you just dissapear out of nowhere...vanish in the air..with no news about you...leaving me lingering about you all the time..keep thinking...your whereabout....your chat...your monkey stunts you used to pull..I miss you....everything..please come back to me...I want you back.

ThANk yOU

I like this song....thank you for everything...Make me feel thankful for everything ^_^.

Remember to click on the title Thank you for the music video.

How bout getting off of these antibiotics
How bout stopping eating when I'm full up
How bout them transparent dangling carrots
How bout that ever elusive kudo

Thank you India
Thank you terror
Thank you disillusionment
Thank you frailty
Thank you consequence
Thank you thank you silence

How bout me not blaming you for everything
How bout me enjoying the moment for once
How bout how good it feels to finally forgive you
How bout grieving it all one at a time

Thank you India
Thank you terror
Thank you disillusionment
Thank you frailty
Thank you consequence
Thank you thank you silence

The moment I let go of it was
The moment I got more than I could handle
The moment I jumped off of it was
The moment I touched down

How bout no longer being masochistic
How bout remembering your divinity
How bout unabashedly bawling your eyes out
How bout not equating death with stopping

Thank you India
Thank you providence
Thank you disillusionment
Thank you nothingness
Thank you clarity
Thank you thank you silence

yeah yeah
ahh ohhh
ahhh ho oh
ahhh ho ohhhhhh
yeaahhhh yeahh

NeMeSiS

Have you ever worked under an absolute anal dictator who happens to be your supervisor?
You can congratulate me..I hit the jackpot working under the black hole nemesis who keeps sucking your energy like a black shitty hole engulfing your spirit.

Let's just call him the nemesis of all evil (NOAE). I was walking along the corridor and the NOAE grabbed me for a personal talk..yes one on one confrontation with the most evil person of all I have ever known in my life.

NOAE: You know what..i think it is in your culture that your communication seemed to be a problem.
Mikey:...what do you mean?(puzzled, shocked and angry..have got to hide my anger as otherwise he will torture me even more)
NOAE: You just talk a lot..you dont seem to listen...but it is understandable as it is your culture to do that. next time, you listen before you speak.
Mikey: I am so sorry...( I was praying hard to god for the energy to supress my hatred, anger burning flame grilling inside me...despite the apologise tone)
NOAE: Now you see the problem?
Mikey: yes, i will improve it and i see that. Thank you so much for the advice..I really appreciate it( arghhhh..i feel like bursting out his gut so hard wth my fist and leave him in agony forever and ever!!!)

His moron daft judgemental cultural insensitive remark made me feel so depressed and useless for the whole afternoon. I had to take time off to cool down that day and bitched to my colleaque and worried at the same time...my life under the nemesis...big one!

TO NOAE,

I HATE you to my GUTS. Everytime when I see you, I imagine STABBING you over and over again through your INHUMAN heartless heart and step on your brain till it becomes mushy and sqeeushy that disgust me till I'M SICK of you!!!

I GRUDGE you till after my life as a ghost to HUNT you down everynight TERRIFYING you every minute in your sleep till you beg for SUICIDE the only way to escape!!

I CURSE you to hell with your next life as a pinky BRAINLESS ant under my feet STEPPING on you repetitively as hard as i can!!!!

I HATE YOU IN MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!YOU'RE BOLLOCKS!!

(I APOLOGISE PROFUSELY TO THOSE WHO FIND THIS POST OFFENSIVE)

FIgHt FiGht For thIS SaRCaSTiC LOvE….

Sounds familiar?…it’s a song from my sexy dimple favourite artist, Cheryl Cole (for those who know nothing bout her, she is one of the hot gals in the UK chart topper band, Girls Aloud..or you can just google ^_^I've just added the word sarcastic).
Her song reminds me one of the many sarcastic situations I have been in. It was weekends and I was chilling in the coffee mall with my close friends. The conversation flows like this:

Me: So wot happened to HS (a gal who claimed herself to be the best in everything includes finding the best bf..not really my close frenz but just plain hi bye type frenz ).
My friends: She is seeing someone now..been going out with this guy for quite some time. (a little sniff of envy, suck it up gal ^_^, you will find yourself one soon)
Me: that’s good for her. She is always the picky dicky when it comes to bf. Glad she found one.
My frenz: Yeah…they have been dating and quite stable…you can forget about your old fling with her (smirking, a sign of I-KNOW-YOU-HAVE-SOMETHING-WITH-HER).
Me: Wot did you mean? Old fling? (Absolutely confused)
My frenz: Come on mikey….we know you had something with her in the past..hehe( that is the typical evil smile I’d seen over and over again till I barely noticed )
Me: Hell no, absolutely absurd!!!(she still sees me as a bisexual…^_^ although I repeatedly told her I can only erect in front of the same gender species) where the hell did you get such information?
My frenz: really? Not me, people they talked..mikey ( blinking eyes…that did not help, gal ^_^ )
Me: It can’t be…you know me...most probably just another untold true gossip. Anyway, I dun bother..she has had become someone’s dick now ^_^.

Speaking of the devil….we saw HS walking towards our table coincidentally with her new bf….holding hands…typical new love birds.

HS: hello mikey!! (surprise smile..as usual to act dumb bumping into me coincidentally..in fact…she wanted to show me her new bf)
Mikey: Hello!!! Pretty..how r u ? (a little corner of my eyes inspecting the new guy…it was a disaster..dun get me wrong…not disaster bumping into her..instead..her guy looked like a hurricane disaster…from head to toe..none of them looked OK)
HS: I am good! Thank you…how are you?
Mikey: I am good as usual…I see your fingers have no ring yet ^_^ ..so when is the bells gonna ring?
HS: not so soon…and I see you dun have ring either (trying to be sarcastic here..you barked to the wrong person…little missy^_^)
Mikey: Yeah..I have been waiting for you to make that move :P…all these while after wot ppl talked how much you missed me! (sarcasm penalty in return ^_^)
HS: HAHAHA..(trying to ease the tension by laughing out loud..and wiggling herself to her new guy) see..honey..did you hear that? Competition has just begun. You gotta FIGHT FIGHT FOR THIS LOVE!
Mikey: sooner than you expect but only in your dream ^_^. Keep fighting dreamily gal. HAHA

Her phone rang and she had to go after saying goodbye to me. We burst into laughter after she left.

What a sarcastic day for me ^_^ .

PeKaBoo! SweETieS

Colourful sweeties!

Just as I was nosy making small talks with a few of the receptionists at the front desk, an old man came in to the General practice to drop his "number 2" sample for laboratory evaluation. Next to the drop off sample box, there was a wee basket fulled of colourful miniature attractive wee packets of latex sac used mostly by adults to either avoid pregnancy or nasty gonorrhoea. The old man got intrigued and extended his arms grabbing a few of them, caught my glance and the conversation goes like this:

Old man: Is it free?(smiley face)

Me: Yes,absoultely free. Free from burning sores as well.(replying in a jokingly manner)

Old man: Burning sores?(muddled face)

Me: Although it's not 100% protective, but it still has small percentage of infection risk.(speaking professionally from medical point of view to avoid embarassment)

old man: wot..? (paused a little, put on his glasses hanging from the neck and on closed inpsection) oh jesus..(eyes wide open with surprise)I thought they were sweeties.
He quickly chucked them out from his hands back to the basket.

Me:(my eyes watching in terror as he threw them back..oh gosh..I have to say something to break the weird situation).No it's not but they do have different flavors to suit your taste. (oh jesus christ...where the hell did it come out from >.<)

Old man: HAHAHAHA..That's a good one young man( blink his eyes)

Me: Hehehe(^_^ giggling)

The receptionists bursted into laughters just as the old man had gone out and guess what the gals told me, he was a priest..yes...a retired priest. Holly molly..I have just created a sin making adult jokes with a priest!Can't blame him entirely given a varitey of colors, flavors and designs of condoms available these days. ^_^
The lesson of the story is..watch what you're grabbing..^_^ and always PeekAboo.

BEcaReFuL wHo YoU pOke?

This is the weirdest sex I have ever had in my life. It’s always the bottom who gets poke by your partner’s family jewel. I had a different poking instrument last 2 weeks ago. This guy, who is a wild masculine top, tall and a little hairy ( my fetish of pulling hair during sex helps spice up my wild side in the bed for extra exciting enjoyment ^_^) somehow had his way seducing me to the bed to unleash my suppressed wild side hidden in my work place. I shall call him sexy beastie ^_^ wild and roar like a beast yet sexy at the same time. The scenario goes like this in the middle of making out in his bed (missionary position ^_^):

Sexy beastie: emmm..mikey..wanna try something else?
Me: yeah, why not? (nodding my head enthusiastically)
Sexy beastie: here comes the excitement (fingering me with his god knows how many fingers)
Me: whoah… go slow boy…what the heck is that? (a little confused as it was different from his family jewel feel and size)
Sexy beastie: something much better than my personal private instrument…feel good?
Me: ouch…(screaming out loud and grabbing myself while back arching as he went deeper with his new idea)…what the F***? So bloody sore man..
Sexy beastie: (keep doing although watching my distressed yet enjoyable face) ..like it?
Me: emm…a wee bit too hard..(my family jewel back to the state before it got alive). Are you sure you are doing it the way you are supposed to do it?
Sexy beastie: relax….take it easy…( second fingering…)
Me: S**T…( shaking my head annoyingly)
Sexy beastie: Oppsss…Mikey sorry…forgot to use something…( stop immediately and pull the drawer next to the bed)
Me: What the hell is that? ( I was as puzzled as you are wondering what he forgot at times like this)
Sexy beastie: eh, lube. I forgot to rub with lube…( in a apologetic way )
Me: No wonder…so bloody painful.
Sexy beastie: But you look so bloody sexy when you screamed with joy..HAHA. (trying to buy me back for his game and crack jokes to ease the situation a wee while before proceeding. Nice try Mister..I bought it ^_^)

Hells bells…My ass hells broke loose thanks to his forgetting to put on lube before fingering. My bottom sores for at least one week and I am still counting now. Much to my surprise, he commented my grimace at that moment stimulated his family poking instrument even more…^_^.