Saturday, December 9, 2017

Sniff and Sniff...



a few months back i had my first stranger's sweaty gym shirt sniffing experience... and i guess I'm back at it again... because... if a guy leaves his freshly seasoned gym shirt lying on the counter just beside me then hops in the the cubicle for a quick shower... how can i not take a sniff of his shirt right?

i mean... c'mon.. is it just me? or are guys just asking for it ?.... 

anyways... there have been these 2 guys who work at the gym as personal trainers... and i have seen them around for quite some time.. but they have never ever worn a tanktop... therefore.. i have never ever seen their pits before... 

one fine saturday i went to the gym at an awkward time around noon... just after finishing a mini shopping spree... and these 2 personal trainers just clocked in their shift and started working out... so by the time i finished my own exercise "moment" (because i don't really "work out"... like a real dude... i just have exercise "moments") ... i stepped in and out of the shower... and was just about to blow dry my hair...

personal trainer 1 (who i shall deem "Pompadour" due to his thick black manly head of hair)... comes on walking by.. sets his back pack down on the counter beside me... takes off his shirt... throws it on the counter... and hops in the shower...

.... and so i looked at his red t shirt... it was just staring at me... just calling out my name... "smell me colin"..."i need u to take me and sniff me now"... drawing me in like a moth to a flame... i then made sure nobody else was in the locker room area... and stole my first sniff... i didn't think... i didn't expect... i just went it straight for the under arm area... and was pleasantly surprised but also disappointed at the same time... because his scent was fully cloaked by a deo or body spray... and his eau naturale scent was no where to be detected...

he came out of the shower.. and i finally realized that i was seeing him shirtless for the first time... and he had beautiful chest hair... and a fine fine toned body...

he took out a deo roll... and swiped both his pits ... then took out a body spray... and spiffed each pit yet again... (which probably explains how he cloaked his own natural man scent away)... by doubling up on the pit perfuming....

so... this is a man... a real man... who just comes out of the shower... with a towel wrapped around his waist... roll on pits.. body spray... and some hair gel... and then he's set ...while i on the other hand... looking myself at the mirror... came out of the shower... fully clothed already... in my oversized red t shirt.. and black baggy knee length shorts... and daintily.. taking out a cotton pad... to apply clinique facial toner on my face... 

i really had no time to even feel insecure about myself... let alone... ironically make fun of the fact that ... he and me are 2 very different guys standing side by side in front of the counter mirror... (if i can even consider myself a guy ... really...)

and yes... if seeing him shirtless for the first time wasn't mesmerizing enough... i saw both his hairy pits too ! ( boy.. what i wouldn't do to be that deo roll-on of his...).. and just as he whisked himself away... never really knowing what magic he had sprinkled upon this virginal little boy... then comes in personal trainer number 2.... (who i shall deem "pretty eyes".. because man... does he have eyes which i could stare at like fORevEr...)

suddenly ... he barbarically strips off his shirt (just like tarzan)... then before i could process the fact that he actually had a 6 pack... (which you could never even tell under his t shirt at all!)...  he then stripped off his shorts... and revealed his "birds of paradise" rain forest design undies... (which creepy as it sounds... i know for a fact that he got from H&M)...  yes... i have a photographic memory...and remeber it clearly when i was there snooping around the men's undies section to look at all the gorgeous naked underwear male models on the boxes...

i didn't get to see his pit though... because my eye balls were probably having a mini seizure in my eye sockets... as i was trying to admire his 6 pac... but at the same time trying not to get caught by him by staring too obviously...

he then did a few mr universe poses and flexes checking out his own broad shoulders and rocking hard back...and that is when i just had to grab my things and go... for i don't know how much longer i could endure the mesmerizing overdose of raw man beauty face to mirror to body...

but just as i was on my way out... i heard that he hopped in the shower... and the water started running...

(sigh...)

so i made a U-turn... and set my things back on the changing room counter... and proceeded to "pretend" to blow dry my already fluffy blow dried hair... and noticed... he too... just left his grey t shirt on the counter... and saw very faint outline of a sweat stain on the under arm area... (i mean. like... where else am i possibly gonna be zooming in on? like... C'MON??)

and... so i stole a sniff of his manliness .... and just like "Pompadour"... "pretty eyes" also had no trail of obvious natural body odor... only a cover up of deo or cologne of some sort...

my god... is this what beautiful smells like? 

2 sniffs back to back.. yet it's so bittersweet that i don't have a man of my own .. to sniff his sweaty shirts whenever i want... where ever i want...

:-/ 
  

Sunday, December 3, 2017

The Story Of German Sausage...



i was driving in my car and this song comes on the radio... it’s that song from the movie JERSEY BOYS...  “oh what a night”...  so upbeat.. so jolly...  so happy... and suddenly something brings me right back to a moment ..  flash back moment i associated that song with an experience i had a couple years back... with a guy infamously nicknamed...

he was one of those guys... who i had a really great instant online connection with... we shared alot of things in common (kink wise)... and also philosophy and ideas of what a great relationship should be... and as pointed out in a blog post i did a long time ago that briefly included him... somehow... all the starts aligned for us to meet up in KL...and he was flying all the way from germany... during my birthday out of all coincidences... 

i was having a milestone birthday that year... and i decided to do something wild and adventurous... i guess... so i decided i should go there and have some fun... knowing damn well that he was in a committed relationship... not exactly an open relationship but guys will be guys... and i threw out one of my principle criteria’s out the window... and that was to never be involved with a guy in a relationship...

on the day we met... he personally wore a black tanktop... just for me... and that put such a BIG GRIN on my face... ! (sigh)...

he was nice...
he was kind...
he was gentle... and my god was he a gentleman...
he was talkative...
he was caring...

he was kind...

he was nice...

and nice guys don’t come into my life very often... and suddenly i had this one...  right before me... but astoundingly aware that he was here... not only for me... but as a vacation... without his significant other... and knowing that he was also meeting other boys for "fun"...

call me stupid for just letting myself over think and dream about things and possibilities that could happen... even as far as thinking that he leaving his partner to be with me... ( a real stretch i know..) but that was how i felt about the whole situation...

i honestly had such a good time with him... and more importantly ... WE had a good time together... he even remembered that it was my birthday and got me a little gift... a box of strawberry yogurt covered chocolate bars... that left a very sweet lingering and sentimental taste in my heart for him...

i even got a little choked up and teary eyed when it was time for me to go and leave for the airport... thinking to myself... “man... he is such a great guy.... if only we could be boyfriends”...

***

we stayed in touch for a bit after that... then not surprisingly we stopped contacting each other... (here is where the “poof into a cloud of dust” moment comes in)...

i sent him this pic because it illustrated him and me so perfectly...

and he never replied...

almost exactly a year later... i found out through snooping around on his facebook page... that he was in KL yet again...  almost in disbelief and confusion... i wondered why he didn’t even tell me he was comming down again... my first initial thought was that maybe he was here with his partner... or maybe he just didn’t enjoy the time we spent together ?... that was highly improbable.. but not impossible ?... or maybe i really was just a trick to him... but then again... wasn’t i ??? ... but i'm honestly certain we shared something much more special than just a few kinky nights together?... (and the thoughts just kept on flowing...) incoherently driving my mind up the wall of CRAZY EX GIRLFRIEND...

i was bitter... and deep down ... so angry about it... yet scared at the same time... for how can someone could say things to your face like “this feeling like heaven” and ... “that was the most amazing orgasm of my life”... to ... “ i’m going to miss u so much...” ... to just making me feel like i never even existed... 

if my walls weren’t already up... my walls were definitely FORTIFIED after that... and to add insult to injury... on a completely different note altogether...  another guy i knew ...known as the infamous “J”... suddenly un friended me on facebook... after i wrote a POEM about me being happy for him...

WTF ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

2 blows around the same time... got me all dazed and horrified at how guys that you can invest so much of yourself into... over the years... could just simply... throw you away ?

i was so depressed... i lost all hope... i lost all faith in humanity... i was so bewildered by it all that i almost quit my job because i was just so unhappy.... 

i wanted to retire... 

from life... 

then and there... 

and maybe that’s why it has taken me this long to write about german sausage... because... the memories i have of him and the experience... were so amazing ... yet heart breaking... through it all...

i will always remember him... because this was the one and only time i took snaps of our moments of kinky passion as per his request... 


funny how a man could be bound and compromised... yet... i was truly the one at the mercy of him...

:-(

Saturday, November 18, 2017

More Thoughts...





we finally met... in person... face to face...

i honestly wasn’t even sure it was gonna be worth my while to hop on a plane on considerably short notice and make a trip just to meet up... but there was this little voice in my head that kept telling me that i should...to just take a chance... and find out if the chance was worth taking...

when it came time for us to meet up... i remember the moment he texted me "turn around"... and when i did... i saw him for the first time... this vision of surprisingly tall...not as dark as i though he would be... and almost handsome :-P 

he was nice to me... a gentleman in most ways... and he couldn’t stop complimenting me...

(and you know how i am with compliments...it takes at least 2 working days to process them)

what jilted me a little was when kept staring at me ... for long seconds at a time what felt like eternity...talking about my eyes and how amazingly beautiful they were... until he mentioned ...

“it’s like Aladdin”... looking into princess jasmine’s eyes for the first time like...


i mean... c’mon... as corny as that was...i just didn't believe that... though it was nice for someone to reference a Disney movie... let alone... be indirectly referenced as the Disney princess.... ?  hihihihihihihihiih 

who am i kidding... i LOVE!!!  being referred to as a Disney princess.... it’s every little girl’s dream... well my dream has a little more kinky complexity to it but... that’s another blog post altogether...

anyways...

some things did happen...

some things almost happened...

and some things didn’t happen...

it was a smorgasbord of emotions for me... i was careful ... maybe a little too careful.. with all that i’ve been through in similar situations like these in the past... who could blame me?

after all was said and done... i was coming out from this trip with more thoughts on my mind...

i honestly don’t know what can come to fruition from here on...  no plans set in stone... just an imaginary future from my part mostly... it would be amazing if we were both living much closer to each other...but that’s just wishful thinking at its best i suppose...

if he really was living closer to me...  my personal life would definitely take a drastic turn for the better... and perhaps my love life could actually even start to exist... 

i don’t really believe that THAT could happen... because i just don’t think i can even BELIEVE it...

or maybe... i just won’t LET myself believe it... for some weird reason...  i wonder why ?

but what i have taken from this experience is a sense of renewed hope... it was gone for quite a while... i kinda killed it with my own bare hands... but with him... it seems to be back ... faintly... 

but it’s there...

i can feel it...

if i can just make myself believe that i can be happy... one day...

(lifting up my glass of rose’)... cheers to wishful thinking...

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