Smogasbord!!!

Hahaha! I can't decide... 

Shall I go home with one?

Two?

or THREE?!?!?!?

Hahahaha!!!

CHOS!!!

A good thing

I have been invited to another famous LP pictorial. I still go sometimes not for the sake of seeing models in the flesh, but to meet old acquaintances and see familiar faces. So there we were a picture of serenity, glad to see old friends exchanging pleasantries.

Appearance: Here is how it went the moment Tristan stepped in...

Ding dong... models came in cowering in fear... MS spots Tristan...

HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Six models arrived, in my eyes, only one mattered! We were literally ready to jump his bones and take the spin! Tristan did admit feeling a sense of impending doom the first time he met us - me in particular! Hihihi! Perhaps I should refrain from uttering such phrases:

El Presidente: [being accomodating and calming the models down] Upo kayo. Relax lang. Wala naman kaming gagawin sa inyo.

Spakol: OO! Walang mangyayari sa inyo... [looks at Tristan] except sayo!

Spakol: Hindi kami kumakain ng tao dito... [looks at Tristan] except ikaw!

Spakol: Wala kaming ipapagawa na ayaw ninyo... [looks at Tristan] ihanda ang POSAS!!!

Hahaha!!! Forgive me Tristan! I could not help it! He was exquisite and the reception he received from the room is a clear reflection of that. We parted ways with the poor chap probably rattling and feeling violated! [Ctrl-B had first dibs! So my time with Tristan was after that.]

Hihihi!

Attitude: Tristan is not new to this trade and has been here for quite some time already. But despite all that, he has maintained the demeanor of the newbie. He is humble, good-natured and endearing. Most models strive to be pleasant for the sake of professionalism, and as much as we deny it, deep down you know  they are only keeping up with appearances. Tristan, on the other hand, is genuinely nice. Before he came to LP, he has had good word of mouth, and now meeting him in the flesh, he does not disappoint. 

Massage: Not entirely memorable. I enjoy a hard massage but perhaps with his small to medium frame he is unable to deliver just that. But he will put his back into it and give an earnest massage. 

That which can make or break a masseur: Not that thick but long and nicely shaped. To appreciate Tristan, you cannot isolate a part of his body alone. Look at him in his entirety and you will find him incredibly sexy.

ES: He is no slouch in this department. Eager to please and will perhaps fulfill your needs as much as he could. He ran his tongue from neck to knees and gave it a soft kiss. From the knees he runs up once more to plant a soft kiss on my lips and slowly inserts his tongue to meet mine. I turned him over to appreciate his entirety and began kissing the chest that percolated a whiff of fragrance. Then slowly I let my lips feel the contours of his body and went down to position myself in between his thighs. I let it slide through my lips, he closes his eyes and then a soft moan. He looks at me once more with the kindest of eyes, and smiles. After the intensity of tension release, I lay beside him once more and he snuggled into my shoulder. 

Another thing that has stuck to me happened when we were about to part ways from our first encounter and I asked Tristan to go on ahead of me to save him from any awkwardness he might feel from being seen going down the elevator with a client. He looked at me perplexed by the suggestion I have just thrown.

Spakol: Ayaw mo po ba mauna para hindi po nakakahiya?

Tristan: Bakit po ako mahihiya?

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Aaaaayyyy!!! Will you be my new prince?!? Hahahaha!!!

CHOS!!!

So how is the chameleon?

Ecstatic!

Will I come back for seconds? Haha well I don't know! Ask him where he was on Monday, Wednesday and Friday last week! [wink wink]

He is officially KFC #2! :)

Undiscovered

Most photographs of masseurs we see in the internet have been outrageously photoshopped to bend the limits of reality. Blemishes are edited out; epidermal surface smoothened to create the illusion of a silky texture and skin tone made lighter by one or two shades to make the complexion seem fairer - all in hopes of pushing a masseur’s marketability and in extension, the establishment’s popularity. Sometimes, one cannot help it but understand the intention behind the actions that borders on false advertising. After all, in this increasingly competitive industry where new masseurs, new establishments and new websites continue to sprout like mushrooms, pictures provide an effective means of installing that all-too-important first impressions; it should be able to stand out from the array of men and grab our ever more fickle attention.

Which is why I have found it hilarious that Hilom has decided to go the other way around.

Appearance: The photographer of Hilom should be shot dead… by firing squad… now! Hahaha! ECHOS!

James is six foot tall with a face that seems to yet outgrow his adolescent years, placed on top of a body of a grown man. He has many likable features but what I enjoyed the most were the long curling eyelashes and the long legs. When he was presented to me, I remember my head turning in every direction where he was situated. And when I asked who he was and why his picture was not uploaded in Hilom’s website, they pointed out to me the picture they uploaded to represent James.

“HUWAT? Siya yan? HONGLAYO naman!!!”

So again, 

Demeanor: James was nice, professional and obviously still a newbie which he tries to compensate by feigning confidence. So of course, he was never truly at ease and all the time, he was walking on eggshells. Conversation was dry and lacked spontaneity, but not for the lack of trying. I was told that he eventually warms up on successive meetings, and I did see a glimmer of this on our second encounter.

Perhaps I need more meetings. Hihihi!

Massage: I have availed of three masseurs from Hilom, and true to the establishment’s policy, they live up to the name “masseur”, and James was no exception. Without a doubt, he has knowledge of the proper techniques but perhaps what he lacked was practice and experience. So I gave the manager my feedback, just a few ideas I threw out but expected nothing of it. So who would have thought that on our following meet up, he would follow my advice to the letter!

I wonder what else I can make him do... 

Hihihi!!!

The shaft of dreams: A little above average… thick! James belongs to the group of men with mouth-friendly lollipops. Hehehe!

ES: He will do just about anything except sing to your microphone or dance on your pole. But in all aspects, I think he is definitely still a newbie and has yet to master the art of love-making. But if the improvement in massage is any indication, then I would like to see what happens in the future in this department.

So how is the chameleon?

Satisfied

Will I come back for seconds? Hmmm... let's see...

Yes!!!

John vs Jhoross

Hihihi! Eto ang nagagawa ng ulan... Hehehe!

I did my first comparison of two models in PeopleLikeUs upon the request of Hector of Troy, and I had fun writing the article. So when a request to compare these two models was put forward, I decided to oblige. 

Hahaha! For those who know the history of these two masseurs, you know that this comparison has been a long time coming. <wink! wink!>

This request was from Narutosan, so to you, I dedicate this entry.

Disclaimer: This comparison is subjective. SUBJECTIVE! Again... S-U-B-J-E-C-T-I-V-E!!!

Drum roll please...

Jhoross................3

John....................4

And the winner is JOHN... by the slimmest of margins. 

Hehehe! That's all folks! :)

P.S. Thank you El Presidente, the owner of LP, for giving me permission to publish your pictures. 

Déjà vu

Disclosure: My appointment with Angelo was coursed through Boss Barako, the moderator of Barakong Pinoy, so how it affected his behavior, I cannot know for certain.

Ok, let's get straight to the point because I am meeting my KFC in awhile! Haha! The cold rain really stirs in me a desire to seek body heat.

Hihihi

Appearance: Oooohhh... Tall! Angelo stands at 6 feet with deliciously protruding chest although he does have love handles that I think he can do without.  Do not expect to be blown away by his appearance, (he is from Barakong Pinoy after all which features ER-type men) but he does have a certain appeal and I do recall feeling a surge of libido, a rare occurrence after having met my now regular masseur. Angelo is what I would call a gem amidst the line up of men of Barakong Pinoy. He certainly cannot compete with the best-looking masseurs of the industry, but for his asking price, he is what I would call "the best bang for the buck". And I do love those long legs wrapped around me during the throes of our grapple of love. Hihihi!

Demeanor: Angelo was nervous when he met me so much so that he was at our agreed meeting place an hour before our appointed schedule. (Boss Barako, WHAT THE HELL DID YOU TELL ANGELO?!?!? Hahaha!). Having said that, he was pleasant, well-mannered, talkative and accommodating. But what gave me a lasting impression were his words that I believe was said with sincerity: 

"Sa totoo lang, your highness, (ECHOS!!! ECHOS LANG!!! Aaaayyyy!!! Wala sanang magagalit! Hahaha! Back to reality), sir, malaki po ang pasasalamat ko sa mga gays, kasi kung hindi dahil sa kanila, wala po sigurong akong natapos."

Massage: He has had experience working as a reflexologist and the moans he managed to squeeze out of me reflects this proficiency. With well-placed strokes that accentuates at the right pressure points, you feel once more you are getting your money's worth. 

That important thing that makes us scream: Reggie. But size is not everything, at least not for me. I also pay particular attention to shape. There are certain peckers that are so delightfully formed that they glide through the lips with the utmost of ease. Off the top of my head, these belong to models such as RX, Nash, Miguel... and now Angelo... but on a lesser scale. Hehehe.

ES: Fantastic! I feel as if I have been raped many times over. He kisses torridly with one of the most dynamic tongues I have encountered. Hahaha! Perhaps a little too dynamic for my taste. But he works hard, aims to please and will run those lips to almost every inch of the surface of your body to find your those special places that makes you go "WAG DIYAN! WAG DIYAN!... WA***... Ugh... Aaaaahhhhhh!!!...". HAHAHA!!!

I apologize for the short anecdote of the encounter, perhaps what I am about to show you can compensate for the lack of graphic details.

So here goes:

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PHOTOBLOG!

Tissue... anyone? HAHAHAHA!!!

So how is the chameleon?

Happy

Will I come back for seconds? Hindi na siguro! CHOS!!! Haha! Come my gentle giant, let me feel your crushing weight on top of my aching body once more!

Hihihi!

How do you mend a broken heart?

Dear readers,

Thank you very much for the continued support you have given. It is heartwarming to see a creation I started out of sheer fun and joy to help alleviate the paucity of information across the internet to receive this much hospitality.

I imagine my first venture into this world was pretty much the same as everyone else. The shroud of mystery surrounding this realm can be increasingly daunting to the new. But perhaps unlike others, I was fortunate to have a dear friend who was generous enough to accompany me during the time my feet first waded the shallow waters. Because of him, I have learned how to stay afloat, and soon, I became brave enough to dive by myself deeper into the abyss. Not every encounter will live up to what you have hoped for. Some will exceed your expectations, while others will fall far from it, but you will always look back and compare it to that first experience and the persistence to press on will come from trying to get back that which you have first felt.

Looking back once more, I have realized that it was the company of someone familiar during my time in this once foreign microcosm that has provided me with great comfort and has paved the way to countless adventures. And so just as how my friend was once to me, I had hoped that this blog in a way has offered you the same comfort I was privileged to have.

To those who have continually anticipated my next entry and to those who have persistently asked for new updates, you are my source of frustration… and motivation. Thank you. And to the well-wishers, thank you as well. I am alive and well but my relative absence can be explained by one thing:

I am with a broken heart.

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AND WHAT BETTER WAY TO MEND A BROKEN HEART THAN TO BURY MYSELF INTO ANOTHER GORGEOUS MAN!!!

So presenting BAND AID #1: MacMac

I think I am ready to cry on those arms now! Ahihihi!!!

Why I dubbed thee Mr. Man-Boobs

Huhuhu!


Setting an appointment with my absolute favorite model has now become more difficult than searching for gold!


What in the world have I done? Who will now provide me with the warmth of human touch during the cold summer nights?


ECHOS! Mainit talaga ngayon! Walang cold sa summer nights! Libog lang talaga ako!


Hahahaha!

Fortunately, if the royal consort is not available, the royal concubines are ready to serve their queen! 


CHOS!


I chose Ken in particular this time because a certain message from him from the other day had me laughing to the floor.


"Sir, bakit ganon? Bakit "Boobs" ang tawag ng mga nagtetext sa akin?"


OMG! Hahaha! LOL!


You naughty naugthy readers! Hahaha!


But let me at least explain how he got the nickname.


I tried taking photographs of the phenomenon, then I discovered that it was getting ridiculous...


So I am left with no choice but to provide a video that would explain better why he was dubbed as "Mr. Man-Boobs". 

ManilaSpanatic Ken from ManilaSpanatic on Vimeo.

Aaaaayyy!!! Itigil yan!!! Baka mapalitan si crowned Prince of my heart! Hahaha!

And now, time for another, what my friends have called, the "Spanatic" pose!

Mr. Man-Boobs

Because my flavor of the month developed a case of "exhaustion" <Hehehe!>, I was forced to find a last minute replacement to bridge the pangs of hunger.

Looks: I have asked Ken to meet with me with a group of friends. Three found him hot while one said not so. So I am guessing he does not have, in my friend's words, what they call as "universal appeal". As for me, when his picture was shown to me, I booked him the following day. Hahaha! I'm really not good when it comes to concealing excitement!

Demeanor: He is a little soft-spoken, sadly, because he has a nice tone to his voice. I met with him twice already and he has a tendency for tardiness. But, overall, he was pleasant and a pleasure to be with.

Body: Meet Mr. Man-Boobs himself! If there is one thing about Ken that will keep me coming back for more, it's his body. Medium to large built with a chest shaped that it protrudes out from the surface of his torso. Slightly slim waist that holds an abdomen with faint silhouettes of muscles. <Salivating again!>.  I believe the instant he took off his clothes, I was chanting: Man-Boobs... Man-Boobs... Man-Boobs! HAHAHA!!!

Massage: It was done well. He took his time and I think I even dozed off in the middle.

ES: Not his strongest suit. Well... I can see that he tries but he lacks a certain gusto. He will kiss your neck, do nipple play and nibble your body but has trouble showing enthusiasm while going through the motions. The first time we met, kissing was limited to momentary smacking. I did advise him that other guests may take it against him, so the second time we met there was more lip action and I think I felt a bit of tongue in their somewhere. <At least, it's going uphill! Hehehe!>. Cock is average that curves downwards. So for the fellatio enthusiasts, this guy's member will not elicit a violent gag reflex.

Parang ganito. Haha pero hindi naman aabot sa windpipe, so no risk of choking. Makikiliti lang ang tonsils! Hahahaha! ECHOS!

Aftermath: I have heard complains that after the deed, this guy just could not get out of the room fast enough, and I agree with them. After our first session, he immediately got up, took a shower and grabbed his clothes with lightning speed. However in our second meeting, lumabas ang pagiging dominatrix ko!

"Hoy ikaw! Tanggalin mo brief mo at humiga ka sa tabi ko!"

Aaaaaaayyyyy!!! Nasira ang aking lady-like persona! Hahahahaha!

Yeah, he is still not used to this business so I understand where he is coming from. Hopefully, my little chat with him did the trick. 

Overall... Hehe! I'm really a sucker for good-looking guys. But honestly, he still needs time and perhaps a few pointers. Perhaps if you are looking for a stellar performance then best to look elsewhere for the moment. But I did see an improvement from the first meeting to the second and he does listen. So fingers crossed.

Anyway, I was looking through his pictures that I took from our second meeting and noticed something:

Charmed by Prince

I still remember the time when I first fell the rabbit hole into this wonderland. I remember my heart racing, my palms sweating, my face ashen and my eyes foretelling a sense of fear, uncertainty... and excitement! The world through the looking glass held much fascination. Everything was a new experience; anything could be a new adventure. But with the passing of time, you begin to lose this sense of bewilderment. Soon, fresh experiences are gradually replaced with stale routine. So you begin to search for more, and try to squeeze this world for what it has to offer. Expectations continue to rise, but satisfaction become more and more elusive. Inevitably, you come to realize that even this world could lose its enchantment and finally fade into the mundane. But just when you have resigned yourself to a life of pallid existence, a person steps in and opens your eyes to the colors beyond the shades of grey once more.

It’s true that you never forget your first.

I remember standing in front of an empty street in the middle of a breezy September evening; my eyes fixated at the sign board across the street of what was to become my first pay-a-dick experience. I remember feeling the beat of my heart racing beneath my chest, and yet the warmth of blood failed to reach my limbs to palisade the chill from the cold sweat. From the neon lights, my gaze slithered down to its closed doors – the substantial threshold I must cross to seek the answers to long-pondered questions and to discover unexpected pleasures.

Haha! These trips down nostalgia lane never fail to bring out a smile across my face.

Now, here I am, armed with years of knowledge and accumulated experience to finally gain the upper hand when dealing with the peculiarities of this industry. Gone are the days when I use to quiver under the pressure of anxiety and fear of the unknown. But sometimes, I wonder, was the loss of mystery of this world what I truly wanted. You see, with the gain of new skill sets, I have lost incertitude, enthusiasm and innocence, and with it, the loss to yearn. Enigma has always played a role in captivating our imagination. It piques our curiosity and interest and is a quality we all subconsciously crave especially in this age of information technology, where there are fewer and fewer frontiers left for exploration. Still I continued to press on in hopes that one day a person could once again imbue in me a sense of wonder. And then I met Prince.

Ah… Prince… If I only knew…

Prince’s photographs have been circulating the internet for quite some time now actually. So why has it taken this long to finally reach him. Well, honestly speaking, nothing about those photographs has caused me to pause… and say “Wow!” Hahaha! But thankfully, during one of my pilgrimages to the famous stretch of massage parlors, I caught a glimpse… a fleeting apparition, and yet it was enough to reduce me to chuckling giggle box. Ahihihi!

To my frustration, just when I was finally ripe for Prince’s taking, he disappeared from MP scene and I thought never to be heard from again. Until one day, a message in a well-known social network…

Prince: Sir, pwede po ba magapply sa spa ninyo?

Spakol: LUKARET KA!!! Just because my name is manilaSPAnatic does not mean I own a spa! I just enjoy them! Hahaha!

Prince: ah ganon ba sir, so pwede po ba tayo magkita?

Spakol: … ummm… perhaps…

Spakol’s thought bubble: SHUTANGINAMESH!!! ETO NA! HEETTOO NAAA!!!

Fast forward to the much awaited meeting. Ding dong.

Ahihihi!

He was adorable! Even with the fame that comes with his name, he was without a hint of arrogance. In fact, being his first venture into online booking, he was showing more nerves than I was. (But then again, my nerves are steel! HAHAHA!)

It never fails to amuse me when good-looks and massage know-how come together to delight the senses, especially when one does not often come with the other. Prince began stretching my torso before teasing my back with light touches. Slowly, the touches pressed harder and harder, squeezing out of me moans of pleasure. With his hands still occupied stroking the muscles of my back, a hard warm shaft was gently caressing the cleavage of my buttocks and slowly, he inserted his member between my thighs, spreading warmth to the perineum. He gyrated his hips to stimulate the act of passion and all the while his hands were still pressing to release the tension of my back. GOD! His multitasking skills have worked me up into a frenzy! Then his hands slid down to my buttocks, and his fingers dug into the intracrural area to massage the perineum then reached forward once more to cup my genitals. I was loving every minute of it! Then after spending an insane amount of time raising my urges, he turned me over and lay on top of me. He looked into my eyes, smiled, then landed a soft kiss on my lips. At first our lips puckered then slowly our tongues intertwined. Carefully, he released his hold on my lips and went down to nibble the mounds of my chest and then slid further down to kiss the inner thighs. To reciprocate the gesture, I kissed him once more and pushed him to his back, I looked at him and gave him a naughty wink, and slowly I took his manhood down my throat. Aaaahhh! Aaaaah!!! He moaned while lying on his back. In the heat of the moment, he turned me on my back once more, pushed his groin to my face and gave me an intense face fuck. He looked to the ceiling, let out a wild bellow, then warm milky liquid spewed from the tip of his urethra. Exhausted, he fell to the mattress and I laid on top of him. I enjoyed feeling the warmth of his body pressed against mine, then slowly worked my way to reach climax.

Feeling the products of passion spilled across his abdomen, he hugged me once more and said “Sir? Tapos na kayo? Parang ang bilis naman.”

“Bakit? Gusto mo pa?”

I chuckled, smiled, and then patted him on the head.

As I have said... he was adorable.

Overall… was the long wait worth it? It certainly was! It’s been quite a while since I last wrote in this journal and updates have become far in between. But not every encounter is noteworthy to deserve a writing. After the succession of unremarkable encounters has spelled me into a deep slumber, what better way to break the curse but from the kiss of a Prince.

How is the chameleon?

Glowing!

Will I come back for seconds? Hahaha I already have! 

P.S. This entry is dedicated to tasseph. May you find a prince to wake you from your deep sleep as well. :)