The Legend of the Blue Leash, Final

The first rays of the early morning were creeping over the horizon as beams of light starts to glint off the ocean sending streaks of gold and white light all around. 

Ash woke up with a smile. 

It is a new day.

He crawled out from where he was peacefully laying and peeped out of the window. He couldn't help himself smiling as he looked over Miguel’s wonderful sexy body sitting on the beach and silently watching the ocean.

Ash, stark naked and unafraid, went out, slowly approached Miguel and hugged him from behind. "Good morning." He greeted.

"Good morning." Migs answered caressing the strong arms wrapped around his lean, bare body. 

The morning wind was pleasantly cold but the cozy snuggle brought by Ash’s affectionate embrace was just what he needed to make this moment perfect. Miguel kissed him as they both quietly watch the sea rippled and splash to the sand urging them to jump in and taste the saltiness of a morning soak.

On any given day, they would have grabbed their boards and accepted the challenge.

But neither of them moved. Their warm, nude body pressed against each other so much that that they can hear each other’s heart beat was enough to make this day.

“Not now.” Miguel thought as he addresses the teasing waves. “This moment is mine.”

"No, this moment is ours."

Not more than a day ago, it was just "his". For a very long time, it was always "his"... "mine". It was always a one man show. But today is the start of a new chapter for both him and the person beside him. 

And he couldn't be more excited and contented. 

He is ready to share his life. Today, "mine" has been taken by the sea far away from them. 

Today, "ours" begins.

The sun was way above them when Ash hesitantly broke the silence first. “So what now?” He whispered. “Does this mean you are my boyfriend?”

Miguel smiled. He found it innocently cute that Ash is asking this question. He gently broke Ash’s warm embrace, faced him and cradled his angelic face as he look sincerely in his eyes.

“Do you want me to be your boyfriend?” He asked.

“I want no one else but you, Migs.” Ash answered. “But I don’t want to impose.”

“Do you want me to be yours?” He asked again.

Ash sincerely nodded.

“All of me is screaming your name.” Miguel declared with all the subtlety in the world.

In front of him sits a young man who just realized and accepted for the first time that he loves another man. He remember his first time stepping out of the closet. It was painfully confusing and nerve wracking. He didn't want that for Ash. He would tread this road as delicately as possible for Ash.  

“I have imperfections." He continued with the most earnestly comforting tone he could muster. "I have faults. I have made some wrong decisions in the past. But if you want me then I am yours.”

“I am not perfect as well Migs. And if you want to know my answer now then the answer is yes.”

"Yes Migs. I want you."

If only his heart could jump out of his perfect chest and scream for joy, it would. Ash's answer almost brought him down to tears. He tenderly kissed Ash's soft lips and tightly hugged his broad body once again.     

“Then let’s do this right.” Miguel announced.

Miguel landed a quick smooch once more, stood up and ran towards his surf board laying a couple of feet away. Ash watched him quizzically as he has no idea what Miguel is planning. 

He quickly returned back and showed Ash the blue leash that he gave as a gift. 

Facing Ash, he attached one end of the leash to Ash’s wrist as he whole-heartedly expressed his vow.

“Ash, I love you without hesitation." He started. "I promise to keep you safe. I swear to comfort and never hurt you. I promise that I will never betray your trust and be yours."

"I will love you when we are together... and when we are apart."

Ash, couldn't believe what just happened. He was stunned. 

Alone and undressed, on the beach that brought them together and with the waves that they both love as their witness, Miguel is announcing his affectionate commitment to him. He never had this kind of genuine promise from anyone. He couldn't keep it any longer and let out meaningful tears in his beautiful eyes and answered with a vow of his own.

“I accept you Migs as you are." He answered as he attaches the other end of the leash to Miguel’s wrist. "and I offer myself in return."

"I vow to be loyal to you. I swear to be understanding and never to make you cry. I will care of you, stand beside you and share your joy as much as your burden from this day forward."

"I promise to be yours and yours alone… heart, body and soul.”

By the time Ash ended, Miguel was brought down to tears. This day couldn't get anymore better. 

With the blue leash binding them as one, they held hands and sealed their union with a kiss full of love and affection.

Little Boy's Meeting with God

Author Unknown

There once was a little boy who wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his suitcase with Twinkies and a six-pack of root beer and started his journey. When he had gone about three blocks, he met an old woman. She was sitting in the park just staring at some pigeons.

The boy sat down next to her and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his root beer when he noticed that the old lady looked hungry, so he offered her a Twinkie. She gratefully accepted it and smiled at him. Her smile was so pretty that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered her a root beer. Once again she smiled at him. The boy was delighted! They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but they never said a word.

As it grew dark, the boy realized how tired he was, and he got up to leave but before he had gone more than a few steps, he turned around, ran back to the old woman and gave her a hug. She gave him her biggest smile ever. When the boy opened the door to his own house a short time later, his mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face. She asked him, “What did you do today that made you so happy?” He replied, “I had lunch with God.” But, before his mother could respond, he added, “You know what? She’s got the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen!”

Meanwhile, the old woman, also radiant with joy, returned to her home. Her son was stunned by the look of peace on her face and he asked, “Mother, what did you do today that made you so happy?” She replied, “I ate Twinkies in the park with God.” But, before her son responded, she added, “You know, he’s much younger than I expected.”

"God is everywhere.  We just need to share our happiness and make others smile to feel him."

Dude 500

It took me more than a week before I sent him a message

We briefly met when he dropped by our garage sale. After much haggling and subtle flirting, he bought one of my sneakers I barely used. (click for the story here)

He unapologetically scribbled his number on the five hundred peso bill he paid me which I quickly saved in my mobile phone before I gave the vandalized currency to my sister who was manning the make shift cash register.

He failed to scribble his name so I wittingly named him “Dude 500”.

He looked rather damn good! Though, a couple of inches shorter than me, he was very well built with a decently broad shoulders slightly tapering off down his slim waist. He had short shaved black locks and a fine ass. One that just makes you want to touch and grab it. His eyes, though not my preferred Asian chinito, was still beautiful. And when it was framed by his eyeglasses, he nailed that nerdy hot, boy next door look.

To be honest, I totally forgot about him. It was only by accident that the memory of our swift (and very professional) meet up came back into my mind when I was browse through my phone directory searching for another contact and saw his name.

I really don’t know whether I should send him a message and fulfill my promise or just ignore him, count him as a collateral and delete his number.

My values won and started our conversation on an appreciative note.

“Hi! Thank you for buying my pre-loved shoes last week. I hope you like it =).”

He replied the next day.

Dude 500: Don’t forget that Fridge Magnet you threw in for free.

Silvan: Woah! That was fast!

Dude 500: Look who’s talking.

Silvan: Just kidding.

Dude 500: No worries =). I was busy at work. What’s your excuse?

Silvan: Ditto!

Dude 500: You must be verrrrrrry busy.

Silvan: With the renovation and work? I am… and I am sooooooorry.

Dude: Hahaha! You are funny. I like it. Love the shirt BTW. It fits me perfectly.

Silvan: Nice! Glad to know that some of my things has found the right owner.

Dude 500: I would love to show it to you sometime.

Silvan: I would love to!

We decided to meet up after much compromise and rearrangement of schedules between the both of us.

Three weeks later, a movie and a very smart conversation over a cup of overpaid and overrated coffee, we found ourselves inside the motel room both naked in bed trying to get more comfortable with each other.

He held my hand and looked into my eyes before leaning over and landed his soft lips in my silently hesitant mouth. 

I fell silent and melted away.

After a long session of light Frenching, we began doing it hardcore. I can feel his hard on pressing on my tummy so I slipped my hand down to grab it. I felt a decently size monster lurking down there.

He let out a barely audible moan and smiled at me. The smell of his well tanned body was intoxicating. The fragrance of Clinique Happy mixed with his own natural Jock smell sent me through the roof.

I took over and went on top of him.

I licked his neck paying longer attention on tonguing his Adam's Apple. Each time he swallowed, I felt his Adam's Apple move in his neck. I smelled his skin, inhaling the odor of his manliness. I reached down to rub his cock and felt a wet spot of pre-cum on the tip of his raging hard on. I moved down to his nipples as he started to get into it. He was moaning so loud by the time I choked his boy pole, grin at him and dived down to give him a blowjob he could never forget. The smell of his manhood sent me over the edge and I began sucking on him like I was an animal. I went crazy for his cock.

My cock was rock hard and needed my attention as well. He noticed that my hand reached for my cock and started stroking it while I suck him.

He then stopped me and said, “My turn to suck you.” He stood up and offered his hand urging me to follow him. He then urged me stand up and pushed me against the wall and started playing at my nipples. I quickly went bezerk and answered his muffled moans with my own all the while playing with his hair.

Then the moment he slowly kneeled and put my cock in his mouth, I lost it and my knees gaved in.

He giggled and threw me in the bed. We kissed again before he whispered, "I wanna fuck you hard!” 

I grinned and spread my legs to give him access to my manflower. He aimed his cock at my ass with lustful intentions. He  tore into my guts with his cock as I whimpered and moaned in pleasure. He fucked me well into the night mumbling and moaning dirty talks like how my ass felt so good or how my boycunt is all warm and tight.

I felt his skin. I rubbed his nipples while looking at his face and how lustily enjoying every thrust in me. His smooth flesh, all warm, and muscled made me hungry for him even more.

He was thrusting in and out, feeling my warmth from my inside for what it seems like forever.

Then his phone rang.

Again.

And again.

I asked him to stopped for a while and pick it up as it might be an emergency assuring him that my tight boyhole will hungrily wait for him.

He grabbed his phone, looked at the screen and took it in the bathroom advising me not to turn on the TV.

I was never the one to eavesdrop anyone but the silence of the motel room was only broken by some barely audible noise from the bathroom. Though I did not understand what they were talking about, my ear caught words like “Yes Babe”, “I miss you” and “I love you”.

That horny fucker is already in a relationship... and obviously cheating.

Though we agree to meet up with a mindset that it’s just for one night only, I never wanted to play around with someone that already has a partner.  

When he opened that toilet, placed his phone back on the table and went on top of me, all I wanted was for us to get it done and over with.

I tried to get back in the zone to an enormous effort but every time I look at his beautiful face, every time he thrust his manhood, all I can think of is his partner patiently waiting for him.

I’ve been that guy when my ex fucked around on the side and it’s not a good feeling.

I wished I never heard him.

After a while he took me down doggie style and continued pounding my man hole. "AAHHH, OOHHH, Oh fuck, god damn! He moaned.

I buried my face in the pillow occasionally letting out a fake moan until he cummed and he collapsed by my side beyond satisfied.

“Tangina! Sarap mo!” He complemented as he catch his breath.

I flashed a weak smile.  

“There was something different though after my boyfriend called.” He declared without any remorse or guilt.

“Nawala lang siguro sa momentum.” I lied.

He held my hands, laid in my chest and grabbed a quick snooze before he took a shower. We still have a couple of hours on the room so I opted not to leave whilst he would come home to his waiting lover.

Before heading out, he planted a very wet kiss in my lips and proposed “We should do this again sometime.”

“Keep in touch!” I answered.

Alone in the motel, it got me thinking maybe gay men are really designed to fuck around. Like straight men, they are genetically predisposed to spread around their genes. In gay men’s case, spread around their cum.

My phone vibrated. It was a text from him.

“Thanks for a great day! I had a fuckin’ blast. Next time dun tayo sa bahay namin.”

I thought of myself and realized. After all the hardships I’ve been through, I’m still that naive and ignorant boy who never grew up and still believe in happily ever after.

“Ask me again when you are single.” I replied

The Legend of the Blue Leash, Part 10

Miguel watched Ash sleep. His boyish, inexperienced face settling comfortably in his chest.

Inside the scruffy hut he had made years ago, the love of his life is sleeping peacefully in his warm embrace. The cold, humid air brought the salty freshness of the sea. The Full Moon shining brightly over the gaps of the dilapidated roof.

Miguel can't sleep. He is too happy and overwhelmed of the recent event.

He would not blink if he can help it. He can hear Ash’s breathing. He can hear his heart beats as it pleasantly settled next to his. 

He wasn’t able to cum. Not that Ash didn’t tried to return the favor.

He did.

But his inexperience kept him gagging and biting his steel hard man pole. In the end, he decided to stop him. He raised Ash’s head into his, looked at his teary eyes and kissed him.

“I’m sorry.” Ash apologized. “I am not good at this.”

“No worries.” He assured him. “We can try that some other time.”

“You haven’t cum yet… I want you to.”

“Having you in my arms right now is the best feeling, babe” Miguel reassuringly smiled.

With that, he hugged him until the sound of the waves lulled Ash to sleep.

But the truth is, he really wanted to cum. He wanted to claim Ash’s virgin flower and fill it with his love juice. However, he can tell that Ash is not ready for that.

At least not yet.

Ash making the effort to give him pleasure was more than enough to bring him to cloud nine.

“Knowing that he loved me too is enough.” He thought.

He studied Ash’s naked body more closely while he was far away from dreaming. His shoulders were slightly broader since he first saw him at the start of the summer. His abs were more tight and taut. His arms were long and strong with biceps and triceps more defined from surfing everyday. His legs were pretty solid too…and a little hairy. He also had a pronounced treasure trail of hair leading from his cute belly button down to his pubic area. 

Even his cock was fairly impressive while flaccid.

Within moments, he started to get an erection again. He needed to be stroked.

He yearned for some release.

But he doesn’t want to wake Ash who’s sleeping peacefully in his arms.

Then as if listening to his heart and mind, Ash moved and turned over giving Miguel more space. After a while, Ash writhed again which freed Miguel's arms.

He kissed him gently on the cheek and ever so slowly, went outside the hut. Naked as a baby, he spread his arms like the naked UP statue savoring the cool air before sitting on his surf board.

He thought of Ash and their first lovemaking a couple of hours ago.

He can still taste Ash’s sweet cum in his mouth. He can still smell him in his body. He felt that familiar twitch in his cock. He looked down at his toned and tanned body of which he was so proud of. His fat, 7-inch dick, aiming up to his body towards his face.

He slowly gripped his raging hard on while thinking of his lover’s naked body. He can still remember clearly in his mind how Ash’s pole move as he breath in and out in sync with his tight abs moving up and down.

He took his hand and touched the tip of his cock slit now all smeared with his precum. His breathing stopped as he gasped from the feeling. His own six packs tightened for an instant. He kept rubbing his now throbbing member and then moved his fingers down his shaft, gripping just under the head all the while thinking of Ash.

He tugged his cock and felt it stir eagerly waiting for his attention. He then moved his hand down and back up. His other hand rubbed the tip of his dick again. Touching the soft head while thinking of Ash felt like nothing he had ever felt.

He used his thumb and two fingers to gently squeezed his mushroom head. Shivering at the sensation, his toes flexed back. There was a small sheen of sweat now covering his naked body. He bit his lip as he continued to tugged and pull his throbbing member.

His now sensitive shaft felt so good as he continued pull up and tug it down again.

Again.

And again.

His legs flexed against the surf board, his heels digging into the sand.

Feeling the tingling rise within him, he imagined what it feels like when Ash is ready to give him his tight hole. Choking his hard boy pole, he continued pulling up and tugging down again.

Again.

And again.

Then it was all too much. 

He clenched his eyes shut and his toes curled. A small yelp escaped his lips as he was greeted with an explosion of warm cum.

Gush after gush of his man seed squirted from his throbbing pole, pumping a seemingly endless supply of boy jizz into his toned, naked body.

He was almost delirious as he shallowly gasped for air. His mind blank except for the handsome face of Ash.

He laid back on the surfboard and watch the stars slowly vanished one by one to give way to the rising sun.

“I won’t hurt Ash.” He promised to himself. “I would make his first, and our first, time special.”

“I wont enter Ash.”

“I won’t until his ready.”

"Until he say so."

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Shadowhunters

If not for Alec and Magnus, I would have stopped at book 3.

The Mortal Instruments is a series of six young adult fantasy novels written by Cassandra Clare, the last of which was published May 27, 2014. The Mortal Instruments is chronologically the third series of a proposed five in The Shadowhunter Chronicles but it was the first one published.

My Tomes of the Cassandra Clare Hexalogy

The book series has become one of the most popular within the young adult genre of paranormal romance/urban fantasy, but Clare did not originally intend to write the series for teens. When she began writing City of Bones, she did not view it as a young adult work, but first and foremost as a fantasy novel. The main characters just happened to be teenagers. However, when she was approached by a publisher interested in aging up her characters, she ultimately decided that she "wanted to tell a story about characters at that crucial life stage just between adolescence and adulthood, where your choices determine the kind of person you're going to be rather than reflecting who you already are." The decision to launch her novels as Young Adult books has propelled Clare to the top of the Bestsellers list and has established The Shadowhunter Chronicles as some of the most popular works read by a largely young adult audience.

Source: Wikipedia

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Haiku ver 4.4

Day Dream Erotica, Redux

We'd meet somewhere for coffee, maybe a drink. 

I'd notice the need in your eyes as we sat and talked. Your leg would brush against mine every so often, each time lingering a bit longer. Finally, I put my hand below the table and run it over the inside of your leg from the knee to near your warm crotch but not quite high enough to make contact with the bulge there.

Just enough to tease you a bit.

As we leave, I stare at your butt. I can see it flexing as you walk and my cock throbs, anticipating what's to come. 

Once we're inside your house, I come up to you from behind and wrap my arms around your chest, rubbing and caressing your flesh through your shirt. 

Your ass grinds into my crotch as my fingers circle and then lightly pinch your nipples.

Your head falls back against me and our cheeks touch. I lick your ear and you groan deeply as my tongue continues to explore your ear and neck. My hands slowly glide down to your waist and I pull your shirt out of your pants and run my hands up your soft, warm torso. 

We move into the living room and to the couch. I sit down and tell you to take off your shirt and pants but to leave your underwear on for now. I can see a large wet spot on your shorts where your dick is oozing. 

Now, starting with your feet I begin to massage your body. 

Now, I stand and you begin to unbutton my shirt. That done, you fall to your knees in front of me and push your face into my denim covered crotch. I feel your hot breath through the material and I grind against your face, holding your head against me and you nibble and chew at my dick. 

I pull you to your feet and our bare chests come together as we kiss, our tongues swiping at each other, our hands sliding up and down our warm backs. Slowly, you guide me to the bedroom. 

You lie down on your stomach as I shed my jeans.

I rub your arms and massage your hands and you moan and push your ass up against my hard drooling cock. I rise up and turn you onto your back. 

Slowly working my way up the backs of your legs, rubbing and caressing your hot flesh. I pause at the backs of your knees lightly stroking the sensitive flesh there. I bend down and blow warm breath across your flesh as my tongue darts out and licks your skin. 

You groan and hump the sheets as my hands continue higher on your legs and over your sweet tight ass. 

I lift your waist and remove your shorts pulling your hard dick back so it points down and the head sticks out below your balls when you lie back down.

Now, I straddle your ass and begin working on your shoulders and back. You can feel my hard wet dick rubbing against your sweaty crack as my hands continue to massage and relax you. 

You beg me to fuck you. 

Your hard cock snaps up against your stomach as I once again begin to massage your legs. 

My hands near your hot crotch, brushing against your balls as I begin to rub your chest. Our hard cocks rub together, our slime mixing into a wonderful slick mess as I continue to massage your chest, neck and arms.  

Now, I slide forward and you feel my balls on your chin. Your tongue darts out and tastes the ooze at the end of my fat, red knob and I push a couple inches into your mouth. 

But, you don't get long to taste me because I need to keep control.

I begin licking your neck and chest, chewing lightly on each of your hard nipples then continuing lower until your hard dick pokes at my chin. 

I slide my wet tongue across the shaft of your cock and you groan and buck your hips. 

This proves to be too much for you and your dick throbs and fills my mouth with your hot thick cum. I keep my fingers moving in and out of you as your orgasm builds. My mouth is full of your hot juice as I pull off your dick and remove my fingers from your ass. 

But, as my fingers spread your tight ass cheeks I realize you are still way too tight. I wet my middle finger with some spit and a glob of the slippery ooze from your hard dick. 

Slowly, I circle your tight hole with my slippery finger then gently probe and push until you've bucked yourself down to the second knuckle. 

Your tight hole spasms then loosens a bit and I work my finger in and out slowly and gently. As you hump and groan I clamp my wet lips over the end of your dick. 

You push up into my mouth as I slide a second finger into your tight warm hole. 

I push your legs apart and put my lips to your hot pucker. 

You can feel my tongue, wet and slick with your fresh cum as it laps at your ass hole. 

You lift your legs and put your feet on my shoulders as I grab and unwrap a rubber. 

My cock has never been so hard. 

With the rubber in place, I slowly lower myself into you. 

I grunt and groan as my cum continues to spew from my gaping piss slit. I fall on top of you as our lips meet again. Our bodies are slick with sweat and cum. We kissed again as we both drifted off. 

You grimace as my cock head pushes past your tight ring of muscle. I pause and lean down and kiss you as your ass relaxes and begins to suck another inch of my meat into it. Our tongues duel passionately as I slowly push home. 

Your cock is fully erect again as you sleep. I can feel my hard thick cock begin to move in your ass channel.

We fuck.

My cock pushing in deeper; you pushing your ass back and up to meet my thrusts. 

I reach down to stroke your cock in time to my insistent thrusting. 

Your eyes roll back in your head as another orgasm overtakes you and your dick spouts hot cream all over both of us. 

I slam into your spasming hole as I near the point of no return. 

My cock is on fire as your hot ass grips and pulls at it. 

I can't take anymore. 

I pull my throbbing shaft from your ass with a pop, rip off the rubber and stroke the shaft once. 

My dick explodes with cum shooting all over your chest, neck and face. 

Your cock is fully erect again as you sleep.

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