Rainy Days and Tanktops

I've mentioned years ago that I like guys wearing tanktops. Seriously who wouldn't? Even if I didn't tell you about it, you would know with my Short Fantasies. I have even made a compilation on MyVidster, check it out! But have you ever wondered why?

Biggest Revelation Yet: The Epilogue (NSFW)

This is a true story based on my life. I may not narrate all the details vividly as it still has some bearing on me. Nevertheless, I will try my best to write only the truth, no more no less. I advise those faint of the heart to discontinue reading. Reader discretion is advised.

Can't remember if it was weeks or days later after he wanked me in class.

Blame it on Rod (NSFW-ish)

It's been two weeks now since I've cum. I'm trying to hold it in because I want to have nocturnal emission. I've been diligently following my Nocturnal Emission tutorial for almost two weeks now. I couldn't sleep properly, it's as if something's bothering me (obviously I wanted to cum). I've been torturing myself because I know it will yield results.

Aside from that, my motivation is to break my record of not cumming: one month. I did that once upon a long time ago because I was silly. I wanted to believe in destiny; that I will find the "one" if I will abstain for a year. Making myself promise for that long was too much to ask. So what made me break my promise? I was steadfast with my devotion but my hunky classmate Rod made me do it. Yes, I blame it on Rod.

Bigest Revelation Yet: Part III (NSFW)

This is a true story based on my life. I may not narrate all the details vividly as it still has some bearing on me. Nevertheless, I will try my best to write only the truth, no more no less. I advise those faint of the heart to discontinue reading. Reader discretion is advised.

As usual we were all bored from research class. Everyone was feeling sleepy. Only a handful were quite interested with the topic in class, I wasn't one of them. My eyes were becoming heavy. I fight the sleep because I didn't want to be insulted in class (again) by my teacher. My seatmate turned horny... again. Great he just woke me up. But I knew that he was up to no good.

Biggest Revelation Yet: Part II (NSFW)

This is a true story based on my life. I may not narrate all the details vividly as it still has some bearing on me. Nevertheless, I will try my best to write only the truth, no more no less. I advise those faint of the heart to discontinue reading. Reader discretion is advised.

It was in the middle of the class when everyone was getting bored, except for those intelligent classmates of mine. My seatmate tried to say something to me in a low tone. He offered me to touch his dick or himself to touch mine. I can't really remember which was it.

Pork and Beans Scent Mystery

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Warning: If you love Pork and Beans, do not read this article. Doing so might change your perception on this food. I am not liable for such damage incurred after reading this. You have been warned, continue if you have a strong gut feeling. 

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I Love Origami

It was during high school when I started to love to the art of paper folding: origami. My grandfather actually introduced it to me when I was younger. He showed me how to make the most famous origami crane. I was still too naive to comprehend all the necessary folding in creating one. I did appreciate it especially with how this simple paper craft can make its wings flap through pulling its tail.

As said earlier, my love for origami started with a school project. We were to

A Brief History of My Uncertainty

I am aware that I am facing an identity crisis. As of now, I am uncertain of my sexuality. I did and do like girls. I get this

Biggest Revelation Yet: Part I

This is a true story based on my life. I may not narrate all the details vividly as it still has some bearing on me. Nevertheless, I will try my best to write only the truth, no more no less. I advise those faint of the heart to discontinue reading. Reader discretion is advised.

I was in my first year in high school. I barely knew anyone except my classmates whom I've known since grade school, who were also enrolled in that school. I was very timid during that year. It was my other classmates who welcomed me into their company. In general, they were all accommodating and friendly. Despite of, I still haven't moved on from previous schooling. I was having a hard time adjusting this kind of life. For me it was very sudden.

Prophetic Dreams

Believe me or not, I am psychic. Well not that very proficient. As psychic experts say, everybody has innate psychic ability that can be discovered and honed. There's this concentration exercise that you can try to help develop your skills. Why don't you try it.

I do believe that I have such abilities waiting to be unlocked. On the contrary, I guess there are some psychic abilities of mine active yet uncontrollable. One of these is my precognitive or prophetic dreams.

Honesty is Still the Best Policy

You may not really know me but I can assure you that I am an honest person. I know you're doubtful because I plot evil schemes (as read on my posts tagged "Hunk Recordings"); I don't blame you for it, I am really sneaky. Anyway, I don't sound very convincing for you to believe (you don't know me personally) still I'll have to tell my experiences that tested my honesty.

Caterpillar Bit Me

Ever since I was a child I took care of caterpillars. I wanted to see them undergo metamorphosis and emerge as butterflies. All of the caterpillars that I took care developed into butterflies yet had wing defects, their wings never fully stretched out. I later on decided to leave these caterpillars to where they belong, for nature can take care of them better than me.

Cockroaches: How I Hated Them

I love insects! I hold them and even took care of them, even up to now. But there's this one insect that I can barely stand to see crawling or most especially flying...  These pests rapidly multiply in number and terrorize frequently at night.Yes, they are cockroaches! They may be small but for me they are scary.

Let me share to you a brief history of how i came to fear cockroaches. This fear of mine has started since I was a child. 

While I was in the kitchen, i don't remember what I was doing there, i felt a sudden tingling quickly moving on my right foot. I looked at my foot and saw that it was a cockroach. It ran inside my pajamas and I quickly jumped crazily (while crying) to dislodge it from its gripping on my leg. It took seconds for the intruder to fall down and ran away. For me those seconds were like minutes of torture. My parents came to see what had happened and I told them about the incident. My father was so mean, he laughed at me and said that it was just a cockroach, something that I am not to be afraid of. It felt so traumatic that every time I see cockroaches I run away wildly.