Miss Universe

Just a very quick update to give my two cents on this: 1) All the Eastern European contestants except Poland look like major ho's who came fresh from a lap-dance at the Spearmint Rhino (and no doubt that's where they will return when they don't win tonight). As for the rest of Europe, Miss Italy needs to remember she comes from the land of pasta, as she is so anorexic looking it's almost unbearable. Miss France looks more Italian than Miss Italy (well...actually she is, and SHE is NICE!) 2) The Americas got it goin' on this year; Miss USA, Aruba, Bahamas, Canada, Brazil, Costa Rica, Guatemala, Nicaragua, Paraguay, Peru and (as always) Venezuela are INCREDIBLE. They almost look genetically engineered for this contest. 3) As far as Africa is concerned, Miss Angola is HOT, but Miss Tanzania while very cute, needs to get a wig for this show. 4) Miss Japan and Korea don't look Japanese or Korean. "Preeze to have mole prastic sulgely". And who woulda thunk...Miss India looks pretty sweet there.

No Sleep (Reprise)

There was a guy I was fucking regularly a couple years back; he looked like a younger, darker thinner version of John Seda. He had a very boyish frame but was RIPPED and had a disproportionately HUGE dick (unlike John Seda who is hung like a chihuahua...trust me here). But the thing about this guy is he was always riding on his boyish looks and nature, to the point of being a bitch, which is why I refer to him as "boy-bitch". Boy-bitch could be definitely charming and flirtatious, but at the same time could be a major "I want it MY way NOW" type bitch. He got a little too bitchy for me, so I cut it off with him as I am SO anti-drama. But over the last 3 weeks he's been leaving messages and texting (UGH!) me, asking if he can just come over "to catch up". Since it had been over 2 years, I thought it couldn't hurt, so when he called last night (VERY drunk) and wanted to come over, I said OK. He said he got into an accident and didn't have a car anymore so I'd need to pick him up at the BART station, which I did. When he got into my car, two quick observations hit me: 1) he hadn't changed in 2 years and 2) he wreaked of alcohol. We exchanged quick pleasantries as I drove through the maze on my way back to the freeway to get back home. But something came over me and I pulled over near an alley. I looked at him serious and said, "take your pants off." He looked at me pleasantly startled, "what??" "You heard me. Do it." I commanded. He took his pants off. I reached over to the handle to let his seat back and pushed it down horizontally. "Lie back on your stomach." He obeyed. Then I took out a condom from my "secret stash" in my car and suited up, and got on top of him. He whined and moaned as I eased my cock into his asshole, then I started pumping him hard. I was having a good time until I noticed a horrid stench: yes, boy-bitch was a very sloppy bottom tonite...most likely due to all the alcohol.I pulled out and grabbed a handiwipe I keep around to take the dirty condom off and threw it out the car. Boy-bitch leaned over to pull up his pants but I stopped him, "Nope. You're gonna ride like that till we get home." So, off we went down the freeway with me and boy-bitch butts up reclining in the passengar seat. I would slapp and spank his ass ever minute or so, and as he would wiggle his ass to meet or escape the smack I cought a glimpse of his dick, which was rock hard. When we finally got back to my place, I told him to pull up his pants. We got inside and I ordered him to go into the bathroom and clean up. when he was finally done, I didn't waste any time and threw him on my bed where I raped his hole in every way imaginable. No mercy. After about 1/2 hour of riding him hard I finally came, then he did shortly afterwards while I was still fucking him. I was ready for bed and got under the covers to get some sleep. Throughout the night boy-bitch was grabbing my dick and agressively trying to put it inside him. Around 3am I finally had enough and fucked him again hoping this would satisfy him. No such luck. An hour later he was still pawing at me, and this time I just pushed him off saying, "dude, let me get some sleep." I don't know if it was just due to exhaustion, but I apparently did sleep for a few hours as I was awaken again at around 6am with boy-bitch sucking on my dick. I waited until I had enough energy, then I threw him off me and mounted him again until we both came.After that I tried to get a little more sleep, but noooooo! Boy-bitch wouldn't stop pulling at my cock. I said, "Man! You're not gonna let me sleep at all, are you?" "I want it." was his reply. "Dude, don't be so greedy. I fucked you 3 times in 8 hours." I said, but that didn't stop him so I just got up and washed, then put my clothes on. "Time to go." I told him very casually. I took him back to the bART station where he commanded, "call me" as he left. It was still early so I thought I might as well hit the gym. After that I went to the home despot as I am planning on selling my home (yup, it's decided) so I thought it might be best to do some renovations beforehand. As I was strolling down the flooring aisle, I got a call from Shortie who said he'd be passing through in an hour or so. I don't know why I told him to stop by...but I did. And a couple hours later I got off round 4. This leads me to my present state of pure fatigue. I have a million things to do this long weekend, and so far I have done nothing but fuck. Not necessarily a bad problem, but definitely a tiring one.

Hicks on my dick

I spent this week at Dayton, Ohio at my new job (week 2...week 1 was in Osaka). Dayton is boring as fuck, but BOY did I have fun with those corn-fed white boys who are EVERYWHERE. I ended up hooking up with TWO 20 year old kids (separately). Both were blond; the first was a blond former football jock who still had a bit of baby fat on him. His ass was rock-solid and he just took it like a champ. He just got out of the air force and was working as a short order cook. I ended up fuckng him several times over the two nights he came over to my hotel. The second night he came over, I took him to dinner (we went to an italian restaurant and he put ranch dressing on his pizza...so white trash it's cute!) The third night he had to work so I ended up hooking up with another 20-year-old blond kid who was more of a "gay boy"; he had dyed blond highlights in his already blond hair and was completely tanned. But I will say he was an equally great fuck and had an EXCELLENT body and cute face. DAMN! If Ohio didn't suck so much I'd move there just for the white-trash boy-pussy (and not an Asian to be seen, except the one time my coworkers and I all went out to an Indian restaurant).

Which brings me to the story about my new co-worker; a very cocky and very good looking pretty/tough-boy who talks a LOT. He's dominican/Puerto Rican and has an MBA and his favorite subject is himself, including how he does kick-boxing and ultimate fighting matches several times throughout the year. In fact, he looks (and acts) a LOT like a darker-skinned Oscar De la Hoya with a very manicured tight mustache and beard. The first few conversations we had were the very typical "quien es mas macho" type, where we mentally sized each other up for manliness, bravado, intellect and "story-telling ability" (i.e. when you try to "embellish" or exagerate a story just enough to be undetectable or having someone call you on it). By the end of the week, we both left on a good note. Aside from his narcisism he seems to be a very good guy. I've hung around guys like him all my life, and I know if I put my mind to it we could probably end up having sex. But it would probably be in the context of me stroking his ego (a lot of Latin guys are into transvestites and very effeminite guys just for this reason). But I've never been willing to take that subservient role. Just not for me. Anyway, we'll see what life brings with "Oscar" next time I have to go to Dayton, or we have to travel to some location together (which may be happening a lot).

No Mo' Pussy...

Yes, I'm well aware that in the spirit of the campy British sit-com "Are You Being Served", I have official beat that "pussy" joke to death. It was sad to see the cat I have been taking care of leave today. She is probably the world's most affectionate cat and never once scratched me at all (save when she "kneeds" my lap before sitting down). But today, she scratched and clawed vigorously as I tried to put her inside the cat-carrying case she came in with (she was NOT havin' it). I finally got her inside so her new owner, a certifiable "cat-lady" could take her and give her a new home. I'll miss her, but it's good to have my freedom back without worrying about her on long trips.

After the feline hand-off, I met up with my aunt in Emoryville at a very exotic and untraditional food-court (Sbarro and Panda Express were nowhere to be found). We both had some Korean BBQ, which wasn't that good (dress it up all you want...it's still a food court). From there we went to Berkley to an outdoor Jazz festival, which was KICK ASS. Well, some of it was.

On my way back home, I decided to drive thru SF as there was a guy I met online who has been pretty agressive in wanting to meet up. I got to his place, and he was a cute late 20's but very boyish good-looking guy I'll call Jase, because he looks like a blond Jason Priestly circa 1988 (definitely not the whale of a man he has become today). Jase was very accommodating and let me fuck him for a long time. He has a tight lanky but smaller frame but had a NICE ass and pink hole (gold star for Jase there). He's orignally from South Carolina (and has the twang) and been here for only 4 weeks which may be why he was so nice. SF usually takes at least a month to warp anyone, so we'll see how long that lasts. I'd definitely have a repeat with the boy.

Last but not least, a friend of mine turned me on to this video, which very surprisingly to me contains an actor we both know who has recently achieved a modicum of success in Hollywood. I was bowled over as I don't think he will ever put this on his acting resume. And it's definitely no "big" loss there. You'll have to create an account to view it or it will show up as "removed for content".

I'm Gonna Getchu Osaka...

Back from Osaka, Japan and not a minute too soon. It was one of the oddest experiences I've had travelwise. And I realize I'm sounding pretty provincial to a lot of readers who have already been to Asia, but this was just weird. The fact that rarely ANYONE spoke English outside the hotel (even young highschool age kids who in any other country you would expect to at least know English catch-phrases or passable communication) got old REALLY fast. In the 3 days I was there, I got into exasperating situations with my cluelessly pathetic colleagues twice: once trying to get information about a train and another while simply trying to get cash from any source (ALL the ATM or travel machines are in Kanji and NOT bilingual...nor do they accept foreign credit or ATM cards). The Japanese were extremely polite with very little exception (you'd hardly imagine that just 2 generations ago they were bayonetting babies and commiting genocide thoughout southeast Asia), and the foold was EXCELLENT so that was a positive. But it just got old that you had to point, pantomime or draw what you were looking for on a menu, map, taxi-ride etc. And I had to remind my 2 other corn-fed American colleagues that asking something louder and louder would not necessarily have a different effect on someone who doesn't understand English.

Which brings me to my second epiphany: this job sucks dolphins. This company is NOT where I want to spend any extended part of my career, nor am I impressed with the callibre of people working in it. But as they haven't checked my references before hiring me, no harm no foul, since I can use them for my next round of interviews for whatever next opportunity comes my way.

Back to Japan (but no, I never actually want to physically go back), I realized this would probably be a very "safe" place for me to live, since I didn't find myself physically attracted to anyone there. There were some "cute" women in a very geisha-esque way. But nothing that made me drool. And the guys were just...well, Japanese. Pretty much men and women have similar features, and they almost seem androgenous. I went to the gym in the hotel I was staying at (the Ritz Carleton...first time in my life I'd ever been in one, which ALMOST made up for the cramped conditions of the coach-class airplane ride). The equipment was above average and I had a good workout. But afterwards, I went to the locker-room and was pleasantly surprised to see they had a semi-traditional Japanese bathhouse in back. I REALLY liked the hot and cold water pools and the female attendants were very nice (Japanese men and women don't have any hangups about nudity around the opposite sex- possibly because their genitals are pretty non-distinguishable). While I was soaking, what I'm pretty sure was a gay couple came in the hot pool and started cruising me. They were two non-descript Japanese guys; one in his late 20's and one in his early 20's who were both typically slender and effeminate looking with a kind of faux-punk shoulder-length haircut which is apparently standard over there. But there was really nothing either of them had that could have sparked my interest, so I just kept averting my gaze anytime I felt one of them luring at me or my package.

And that's pretty much it. I'm glad to be home. Gotten laid twice since I got back. I may have a woman come over tomorrow who will take the cat I've been watching. I hope this happens. I'll miss the cat, but I just can't take care of it on my travel schedule.

Gettin Some Puddy...

For the past week I've been the inheritor of a VERY nice cat, thanks to the parting of Houston and his room-mate. It's about 1 year old and extremely effectionate- moreso at first, but now seems to be confident enough that it will still have a home, so it's getting into the natural "standofish" routine of a cat.





The odd and not too pleasing fact is for some reason having the cat around may be directly responsible for a drastic drop in my libido. Twink came over yesterday for a quick fuck, but for some reason, I just didn't appreciate it. He was very willing (let me take a picture of the hole, as I'm kinda getting into taking these kinda pictures for posterity now).

And even though I came, it was weird, as I just wasn't as into it as I should have been. I mentioned before that children have that effect on my libido as well, meaning if I so much as sense that they are around, have been around, are going to be around, then I just feel asexual. Well, I think this cat has the same effect on me and I don't really know why. But I like her for now, especially because she is pretty low-maintenance all-in-all, which is good for me since my new job will keep me traveling heavily.

On that note, I will be taking my first ever trip to Japan this weekend unfortunately. I say unfortunately because I have spent my entire professional career avoiding a trip to Japan, as I am the furthest thing from a Nipponophile. I have absolutely NO no affinity for the culture, language or people in general. I occasionally eat sushi...and that's the extent of it. This time I'm only there for a day (about 36 hours) but there's a possibility I will have to go there for two weeks after this trip. THAT will suck.

Left Behind...

Left Behind
I got back from my trip last night. To summarize: I got a job offer doing something that has the remote possibility of being interesting and fulfilling, but probably isn't. The money was decent, but not great. I accepted the offer, but I gave a start date at the end of this month. So, in the meantime I am pursuing other opportunities here in the US as well as in Europe. Interesting days ahead.

After Chicago, I made the side trip to Seattle to visit my relatives. That was fun as it is always good to see them. My aunt is Filipina so she's really plugged into the Asian community of Seattle, and we made a whole night out of eating at various Vietnamese (BBQ), Chinese (Dim Sum) and Japanese (Mochi and ice-cream) places in downtown Seattle. I was SO stuffed by the time the night was over. The next day, I did get laid by one guy I met online that I hooked up with on my way to the airport. Nothing to write home about, but it did make me nice and relaxed for my airplane ride home, and last night I got a good night's sleep. This morning I got what may be my last call from Toby, saying he was leaving tomorrow for Indiana but wanted my dick one last time. I know I go on and on about how much I love his white boy-butt, so I decided to take a couple phone-cam pictures so I could post them. The first one is before I fucked him:


The second one you can see he's taken a pounding from the long-ranger and his hole is much wider now.


Anyway, I hope he has a safe drive back and a good life. In other news,
I may be forced to safeguard a cat for a friend (Houston) is moving temporarily (?) into an appartment that doesn't allow pets. I like the cat, so we'll see how that transpires. That's about it for now.