The real secret to younger, healthier, more radiant looking skin

You can breathe a sigh of relief Blogger friends - at last a post that is not about sex. I like to keep clean and in reasonably good shape, it's nothing to do with vanity - I don't think I'm a vain person; it's just a bit of self-respect. That and if you're looking reasonably good then you've got more chance of copping off - no-one wants to sleep with a minger do they? And once you have copped off I think you've got more chance of forming a relationship with that person, if you want to, if you are clean and well kept (and a good shag!) I had to state the obvious boys and girls because it's true isn't it? Let's all be truthful here, I mean the guy could be the hottest guy you've ever copped off with but if he's a crap shag will his looks make up for it? No. Anyway, that's exactly where me and my boyfriend are at, it's how every relationship starts isn't it? First impressions last and if they're good first impressions and you get on well together then who knows where it will lead..................

So as part of my cleansing routine I use Boots No.7 For Men range of products, they're reasonably priced and do the job of keeping my skin clean, fresh and in good condition. That's all I want my skin care products to do, nothing more, it's a fair means to an end and is certainly nothing overly extravagant - well I don't think so anyway. However, a couple of months back I was harangued mercilessly by girlfriend for buying such products - you don't need to buy them, they're crap, they don't work were a few of her more select comments on the issue. The issue ran for sometime too, she wouldn't let it drop for quite a while and, to be honest, I just shrugged off her comments. However, I may have to give girlfriend an apology, because despite my self assuredness it appears she was right all along.

I guess we all get taken in by the flashy adverts, the staff pushing the products, the reviews and alleged benefits of using them; and I was one of them, taken for the sucker punch. I only wish I had listened to girlfriend all along, I could have saved myself so much money, time and effort; still it's better to learn late than never. There is no magical secret to younger, healthier, more radiant looking skin - I'm sorry to shatter all your illusions dear readers, it's all a sham when all is said and done. But there is still hope........................

For I have found an alternative that does work, that's cheaper, is fun to apply and is 100% natural; and I don't make these claims hastily either because I have been personally carrying out secret trials with it for several months. Now I'm ready to reveal my secret to you all and this is a world exclusive just for you my loyal blogger friends; the real secret to younger, healthier, more radiant looking skin.................

............... receiving a nice warm, wet, sticky facial from your boyfriend! Like I said it's free, great fun to apply and is 100% natural. I appreciate I may have lied about this post not referring to sex and also about the benefits to the skin, particularly the face, in allowing your boyfriend to cum on it; but still isn't it the most horny thing you can ever do for your boyfriend? It doesn't matter if you're straight or gay but if all the guys admitted the truth they would love to cum on the face or in the mouth of their partner. I'm a guy, a gay guy if you've not noticed and I will admit to it - I love to do it and receive it; and that's not me being judgemental or trying to cast a submissive ethos into the equation. Because I am the submissive party in a relationship myself - I always have been regardless, it's my choice as this is the truth; so let's not all hide in the darkness here.

I only wish the photo had turned out better, that there was more clarity and there was more cum; but I think you can make it out regardless! And before you start casting aspersions on my boyfriends semen count there was more - the vast majority of it is out of view and cannot be seen. Do you want to know where it went?

Were you all too afraid to look? My, my you have got dirty minds! The majority of it missed me completely, my boyfriends aim was not as assured tonight as it normally is. As a result someone's going to be sleeping in the slightly damp, crusty patch tonight. If you're still wondering what it tastes of (that's where you all thought it went) it's rhubarb flavoured - I kid you not, well tonight it is anyway - thanks to Gill.

If there's anyone still reading this post - that's not writing a complaint to Blogger instead over the content, please remember the following. I have always been upfront on this blog about me being a gay, cock loving, dirty slut - so what were you expecting to read on here, stories about puppy dogs? The utmost important thing to remember is that this post is not my doing, I really did not want to share such information with you, it has been done as a request. You see girlfriend requested more detail in respect of our sex lives today - this is the result; be careful what you wish for boys and girls, particularly from me!

The ultimate test

Good evening Blogger world, I trust everyone is happy, well and not sweltering too much during the heat wave we're currently experiencing? I like the heat, I like the sunshine and blue skies but, and this is a very big but, why, whenever it gets hot in the UK does it get unbearably humid too? I mean I was sweating to some tune at work today and I was stood still - I'm a healthy, slim, young(ish) guy; furthermore when I go on holiday abroad it's invariably hotter but it's such a comfortable heat. And trying to get to sleep at night, oh my gosh, what a nightmare.........

Let me take you back to Sunday night - the worst nights sleep we've had in recent memory; and I say we because my boyfriend endured the nightmare too. The previous Friday and Saturday nights we spent together we had no problem sleeping because we were drunk, we went to bed late and we had tired each other out during our epic sex sessions. But with Monday being a work day, Sunday night we took it easy, we went to bed early and we didn't drink a great deal - so as to wake up bright, refreshed and ready for another working week. We should have stayed up late and got drunk again because there was absolutely no chance that we were going to get a good nights sleep.

I wish it was because we spent half the night shagging but that would be a lie, it was simply because it was too hot; and to make it worse I cannot sleep with the bedroom window open. I find it impossible to drift off to sleep when the window is open and I can hear traffic, people, noise, whatever outside - it grabs my attention each and every time. Not that I live on a busy or noisy street, far from it, but still it's one of my little quirks - much to the annoyance of my boyfriend on hot Summer nights.

Suffice to say we spent the majority of the night awake and uncomfortable; and we must have gone through the karma-sutra of sleeping positions from cover to cover with absolutely no avail. Hence, we both woke up Monday morning feeling worse than when we went to bed. My first thought was never again, which either meant sleeping alone in the future or attempting to sort the problem of sizzling night time temperatures; and as I love my boyfriend I chose the latter option.

Monday afternoon found me in Argos buying a floor standing fan, which I've often thought of purchasing in the past; but I've been put off by friends telling me all it does it circulate the hot air and doesn't actually cool you down - let me tell you now this is nonsense. You see during my recent trip to Spain it was hot at night, not as humid but hot; and the villa did not have air conditioning. But in the bedroom it did have a floor standing fan which of course I tried in an attempt to keep me cool and comfortable - they work, end of!

Monday night I set it up in the bedroom, turned it on when I went to bed - it worked, I had a comfortable nights sleep. Admittedly, I was on my own in bed but it worked, so tonight we'll find out if it still works when I have my red hot boyfriend beside me in bed who makes my blood boil with lust and love. That's the ultimate test.....................

Glastonbury?

When's that then? Yes, I know Blogger world it was over the weekend that's just gone; and a good evening to you all too. I missed it - totally, utterly, completely; I didn't even see a single snippet of it. I love Glastonbury, probably the best music festival in the world which attracts the real heavyweights in the musical world along with the upcoming and more obscure. Over the years of watching it I've fell in love with many a band that were new to me; it's an education as well as a spectacle of music heaven!

This year in particular appealed to me so much because a fair few of my favourite artists and bands were playing - Neil Young, Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band, Nick Cave and Bon Iver, if I were to have a hand picked line up, a dream team, they would all be in it. Neil Young and Bruce Springsteen in particular, I would have loved to see them rock Glastonbury - I can only imagine the scene as they tore up the stage. I read in the newspaper today how good the aforementioned were, Springsteen apparently put on the best show many have ever seen - playing for over two and a half hours and incurring a £3000 fine for the organisers because he played beyond the stage time. And it all passed me by.........................

But I'm not sad boys and girls; and I don't regret missing it because as much as I love Glastonbury there's one person I love even more.................. my boyfriend ♂ ♡ ♂. I wouldn't have changed a thing this weekend, it was perfect and there's nothing else that I'd have rather done and no one else with whom I'd rather have spent the time with. He called it last night, he told girlfriend it was the best weekend we've spent since we've been together - just so, so true.

I appreciate you may have gathered this from my posts over the weekend but it does no harm to reiterate the fact besides the memories have been floating around in my head all day long whilst at work today.

Me passing up Bruce Springsteen? I've never thought I'd see the day, but I guess it's strange how time changes you...................

Hilarious telephone conversations No. 1

The first and probably only entry in a non-existent list of hilarious telephone conversations. This conversation has been edited down to its' core element.

Mum: I tried ringing you three times last night and got no reply.

Me: I was out and didn't take my phone.

Mum: Did you go anywhere nice?

Me: Into Manchester.

Mum: With your boyfriend?

Me: Yes, of course.

Mum: Did you have a nice time?

Me: Yes. we went to the gay village, it was great.

Mum: Good, so that explains why you wouldn't answer.

Me: I doubt you'd appreciate me returning your call in the early hours of the morning. Besides we were busy and as you've always taught me I shouldn't talk with my mouth full!

Mum: ......................... (silence)

Me: Laughter.

When it finally registered she did see the funny side, I think! I just couldn't help myself, there was a window of opportunity and I grabbed it with both hands.

Good advice?

It's been another warm and sultry day here in Stockport Blogger friends; although it's been permeated by the odd rain shower. Luckily it's not spoiled our day because we've enjoyed a lazy Sunday, sat out in the back garden, doing some washing (for obvious reasons!) and generally recovering from last night amongst other things (obviously!)

When the weather's warm I usually dress in a pair of shorts and little more; it helps to keep the body cool but today I've been forced into wearing a vest as the photo testifies. Now, I've not been feeling cold, I'm not sunburnt and I've not all of sudden become prude with my boyfriend. So what's the deal I hear you ask?

Well my boyfriend took the advice of girlfriend, that's the problem, a very evident problem. Do you remember when my boyfriend gave me a love bite on the neck and it was spotted instantaneously by girlfriend? Her advice was he if he is planning on giving me anymore to do them out of sight, so he's taken on that advice and...................

After the public snogging and touching last night we were both seriously horny when we got back home; and despite the alcohol there were no problems in the erection department. In fact I think the alcohol consumed may have added to the ferocity of the lust and heightened my pleasure threshold; and I use the word ferocity in its' correct form dear readers, it is not a misjudgement.

My boyfriend pretty much devoured my body and I was lost in the moment; and just when I thought it's impossible for sex to get any better - oh my gosh. I lost the will to live last night - in a good way if that's possible, I found it difficult to breathe, to see and to talk; I turned into the human form of buckaroo, if you're familiar with it and you follow my train of thought!

Hence, I woke up this morning with a very visual reminder of the night before, like I needed it anyway, like it won't be imprinted on my mind for a very long time; but still it's there. Although it didn't hurt at the time, far from it, today it's a little tender to say the least.

But at least it's out of sight, well kind of, as long as I don't mind baking beneath a hot sun fully clothed, no one else will ever know. To be honest I think I would have preferred it on my neck again, I mean you see lots of people with them - it's nothing unusual these days; but to have a huge love bite across my chest well, it leaves very little to the imagination...................

Love is in the ear

This morning finds us both of a delicate disposition, drinking lots of alcohol may seem like a good idea at the time, but right now such decision making seems positively stupid. We were late out last night and as a result late arriving back this morning - not mega late like some people we know, but late by our standards anyway. A fry up, coffee and painkillers have been the order of the day so far; and they all appear to be doing their respective jobs in making us feel human again.

Oh gosh what a great night and as I'm sat here writing this it seems like the weekend has lasted forever - you know how it usually flies by so quickly, this one is lingering and we've done so much and it's only Sunday morning. Maybe it was the sun and the heat of the day but two things were quite noticeable last night; firstly the beer went down so well and so quickly again; and as per usual it made quite giddy - I'm mostly a happy drunk. As a result I start laughing at the most innocuous, everyday things where, to be honest there's nothing that's remotely funny. If that's not bad enough it starts my boyfriend off laughing - mostly at my bizarreness but his laughing makes me worse and so it escalates between us. We're a bad influence on each other but we are fun when we're together and under the influence of alcohol.

Secondly, there was a lot of love in the air last night - everywhere we looked there were people making out; but you can't beat doing it yourself and so we did. I just so love making out with my boyfriend in public, nothing more than kissing, snogging and touching I might add, but it adds a certain edge. My boyfriend was right too, my new bottoms allow easy access to straying hands, gosh it was so horny and I'm so glad I bought them; I couldn't wait to get him back home..........

My new outfit was outshone though - it didn't receive a single comment, good or bad; because my earring took all the attention, seriously. A piece of cheap fashion jewellery took the plaudits, people asking where I got it from and how nice it was - I should be on commission at Claire's Accessories where I bought it from. I mean it's nice, I do like it and it's quite apt - a rainbow coloured heart, I guess love really is in the ear!

In dearland

Good morning Blogger world before I get carried away on tangents let me just tell you about a record I bought yesterday whilst in Manchester. We were in the record shop and a song was playing, I'd no idea who it was but it was one of those moments where you just kind of stop what you're doing and listen.

I enquired at the counter and it was Elvis Perkins singing from his latest record In Dearland; It's the first time I'd ever heard of this guy but he made an instant connection with me. They also had it on vinyl - my musical medium of choice, so it was a no-brainer, I bought it. With being somewhat busy yesterday I didn't get a chance to play it through; so I took time out this morning whilst making breakfast to give it a spin.

What a wonderful record, perfect for a delicate Sunday morning, to ease you gently into the day - it's something that's needed this morning. I'm finding it difficult to describe him - what the music is like, so to save me even trying I've posted a video of a live in store performance he did somewhere in the United States, check it out.

Goodnight

It's been a busy day blogger world but it's been fun - serious fun; I hope I've managed to capture an essence of it here in my posts today. Now the night time beckons and I must bid you all a fond farewell until tomorrow. Yes the time has come when my boyfriend and I will head out into the dusky evening, into the big city, to have some more fun; life is so good!

I hope you all have a great night my friends - may I wish you all luck and love; and above all be safe and have fun. If you can't bare to be without me then put on your glad rags and head on down to Manchester - you may just see us there. If you need any further clues to our destination, well the video pretty much sums it up, we'll be there somewhere, say hello if you see us...................

Goodnight xxxxxxxxxx.

Old-school cool

I told you earlier today how I loved the Adidas Originals range of clothing at the moment and to prove it, well I bought some more from the range today. You may mock my seemingly irresponsible money spending whilst we're in the grips of a recession but when we all come out of it smelling of roses, when all the worry is a distant memory, remember to send my boyfriend and I a thank you email. Besides that they were in the sale at footlocker, so how's a guy supposed to resist? My point exactly!

So I'm wearing them tonight - this is how I'm going out, it's a kind of sporty, relaxed look; in fact everything I'm wearing tonight is brand new. The Adidas Originals Chile 62 bottoms were my boyfriends choice, he loved them and would have bought them himself if his size was in the sale (I take a size large in such items to get the leg length - they'd look kind of silly on him). So he took the next best option and talked me into buying them, I wasn't too struck on them at first but after trying them on they began to appeal to me; and when my boyfriend saw me wearing them and passed a certain comment it was a done deal.

The grey t-shirt with the blue trefoil logo I bought because I thought they'd go so well with the Adidas Originals fleece bottoms I bought a couple of weeks ago; it's the same colour way but after matching them up with my new bottoms I think they suit too. Regardless of anything I think it looks so cool and retro; my boyfriend bought one too in a white and red colour way to match a pair of Adidas Originals Thunderbird bottoms he bought from JD Sports in the reverse colour way.

To finish my look for this evening I'm sporting a new pair of Ginch Gonch low rise briefs in a cheeky monkey print with a shocking pink waistband (did I mention we bought another ten pairs of pants last week!) But I guess you don't want to see them too, do you? Oh you do, well you're in luck because if you scroll down, there you go; any excuse I know. To be honest we took that photo to send to girlfriend on her mobile phone - she's at the Take That concert tonight and we thought it may put a smile upon her face - the things she has to put up with from us! Rest assured dear readers because the only person who'll be seeing my pants personally tonight is my boyfriend, well all depending on how drunk, horny and risqué we're feeling; and how many people are about and want to watch!

Such a little thing.....

...... but the difference it makes! Oh my gosh, the photo to the left is a pin wheel, it's a kind of medical device - a stainless steel handle with a rotating wheel of pins attached. I've absolutely no idea what it's medical use is and I don't care; one things for certain we didn't buy it from a medical supplies shop and we've no intention of becoming doctors.

It's one of the things we bought whilst in Manchester today, we bought some nice things, normal things but at the moment this is getting the ink. I urge you all to buy one, do not doubt my judgement here boys and girls just buy one - it is fantastic, what an awesome device and what an addition to our sex life.

We've just used it as part of our foreplay and man does it spice things up - the pleasure and the pain this thing brings is unreal. It doesn't puncture the skin nor make you bleed but the pin pricking sensation is divine, so horny - particularly if you are unable to see where it's going to be applied. You can use it all over the body to great effect but on the most sensitive parts it is mind blowing - 100% mind blowing.

It got us both over-simmering and the sex that followed was ABSOLUTELY UNBELIEVABLE - so intense, so hot, so sweaty, so horny and so dirty. I kid you not, at this moment in time I must be the luckiest man alive, sex of late has been earth shattering - it's better than anything I have known and better than winning the lottery. I cannot put into words how good it is, we're both just so horny, so into each other (no pun intended) and it shows; I'm just addicted to dick and addicted to my boyfriend - I cannot get enough and I love them both xoxoxoxoxoxox.

Lunch is on me

I've just been offered another bet, the chance to win another free lunch if I go out into Manchester dressed like I am to the left. As some of you already know I love the Adidas Originals range of clothing at the moment - it's just so stylish and retro; seriously cool. The shorts, although Adidas are not from the Originals range, they are proper old-school from years ago. As a result they're short, impossibly short - I still think they have a certain retro coolness about them but still........

I'm always up for a laugh, a joke and a dare; but I think this time it's a step too far even with my alleged lack of shame! I may as well just walk about with nothing on barring a sign that says, "Look at me I'm gay" do you know what I mean? I can only imagine the looks I would get because they don't leave a great deal to the imagination; there's a time and a place for everything and this set of circumstance falls outside of such boundaries.

Thus my boyfriend is currently unimpressed - I know exactly why he wants me to wear them regardless of the bet, but it's still too much. Despite the complaining I asked him to wear them instead, they'd fit him and it would give me a treat instead - the answer was very similar to mine.

So I chose a pair of old-school Puma shorts instead, they've still got a certain retro chic to them but offer a modicum of self-respect; and they still do the job by keeping me cool and my boyfriend hot! Looks like lunch is on me today but I guess you can't win them all................

Good morning

Good morning dear readers and may I wish you all a happy weekend; I hope you're all off work and are having fun in whatever shape or form your fun comes in! What's happened to the sunshine? It's gone - it must have rained in the night but it's not cleared the air, it's real warm, overcast and muggy here in Stockport, but at least it's dry.

I'm just recovering from last night - I need the coffee, trust me; but it was worth it, what a great night. We stayed in, I was late home from work and by the time we'd eaten, showered and everything else it was late already - but it did not detract from our fun. It was a real warm and pleasant night and we took full advantage of it by chilling out in the back garden, drinking, chatting, laughing and listening to music - it's a shame the weather is not like this more often.

I've no idea what time we eventually came inside but it was late - time was so unimportant and we were pretty drunk. My boyfriend brought a case of lager around and it went down so well, too well to be honest but cold beer after sweltering in the sun and the heat of the day is just divine. As the beer flowed the inhibitions disappeared and we became quite giddy, it started off by us laughing to the point of tears over a stupid comment I made, before evolving to play fighting and onwards to us making out quite vigourously and intimately. Finally ending with us both on the lawn....................

It was so horny and so erotic; I've no idea if the neighbours saw or heard anything, we weren't exactly discreet - but that's what made it so horny. Being so risqué, so spur of the moment with the risk of being seen, oh my gosh. I wish I had a security camera over my back garden which would have captured it all - it would be mighty fine footage to view. Damn I'm feeling horny again just thinking and telling you about it, I've got to stop.

Back to the coffee, it's time to wake up and take hold of the day; to make plans - I think we're going shopping in Manchester today. Like we've not spent enough money in the past week or so, but we work hard so we enjoy the benefits and reap the rewards. Live for today and let tomorrow take care of itself, have a great day boys and girls, until later...............

We are what we find ourselves

Good evening Blogger friends, it's been another glorious day weather-wise and I hope the sun has been shining and the skies have been blue in your part of the world. I wasn't going to post tonight and I don't think this is going to be a long post regardless, I just wanted to say I'm so looking forward to this weekend. It's my weekend off, a couple of days away from work and more importantly a couple of days spent with my boyfriend.

I've just been speaking to him on the phone and for some reason I'm feeling real emotional - not in a bad way but in a kind of open-hearted, loving, tender, fragile way. It was so good to hear his voice - just so good, I could have cried for no particular reason other than I could hear him. That may sound strange, I don't know and I don't really care!

It was just beautiful to speak to him tonight, it was something I was in desperate need of, I craved for; again for no particular reason but that was timed to perfection. I guess it was just the opportunity of being able to put my mind in neutral, to not think of the words I was saying, not worry about anything and just speak my heart in hushed tones - so pure and innocent. I could so easily fall asleep talking and listening to him - I have done in the past when we've been together; lay with my head upon his chest whispering sweet nothings to each other whilst slowly drifting away into some magical dreamland. I'm becoming reflective now but if there are any times that deserve reflection those are the ones; I'm just so comfortable and at ease with him - it says a great deal.

We are what we find ourselves dear readers - nothing more, nothing less - if you find happiness within yourself then that's very special; but to find someone else who's also happy with what they find in you, that's something else entirely..............................

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox

Sex, sun, sluttiness & stupidity

Today started off so beautifully - I woke up to sunlight streaming through the bedroom window and my boyfriend beside me in bed; from thereon in the rest of the day remained pretty perfect, it's been a great day from start to finish!

Maybe it was the blue skies and the sunshine that permeated the day or the outrageously fantastic sex we enjoyed last night (the more I've thought about the sex last night the more I realise it was just out of this world) but I arrived at work high on the energy of life. For the first hour or so I was bouncing off walls, absolutely buzzing with energy and as a result kind of crazy; thankfully I calmed down some quite quickly. I guess it was the sex that put me in such a feel good mood - it is amazing what good sex can do for your mind, spirit and soul; I'm no doctor but if you're feeling a little bit down or depressed forget the pills, I'd recommend finding a cute boyfriend and getting laid by him - the NHS should have it as a prescription service! Just as long as it's not my boyfriend may I add - he's already taken, thank goodness he's all mine, oh my..........

I spent the majority of my working day out and about enjoying the sunshine, blue skies and rising temperatures; and as a result that brought out my sluttiness because it brought the guys out with little else on other than shorts. To be perfectly honest there were very few who were remotely cute nor what I'd label as eye-candy, but just because they were wearing shorts and had some bare flesh on show I couldn't help but check them out regardless. With it came some real dirty, horny, slutty thoughts which I won't even share with you because they're far from suitable for this here blog! And before we all set off on the band wagon again - I was only looking that's all, it's natural to look, it's human nature, it's impossible not to. It does not detract from my relationship with my boyfriend in anyway, shape or form - in fact it helps me, it makes me realise just what I do have, how lucky I am and to treasure him; he's the cutest, sexiest guy in Stockport!

As the afternoon rolled on by the temperature rose, it became seriously warm - so the last thing I was expecting to see were guys wearing woollen hats, that's the preserve of Winter correct? Wrong! I must have seen at least half a dozen guys walking around wearing either beanies or smurf hats; and with the mercury hitting the mid 70's they must have been melting. The only reasonable explanation I can fathom for such nonsensical head wear is they must have been wearing them for so long the heat must have frazzled their brains; what a price to pay for fashion. Talking of which..................

I saw the best fashion faux pas today, it was so bad I had to take a second and third look to make sure my eyes were not playing tricks upon me nor seeing a mirage. I saw a middle aged guy wearing a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and a pair of black crocs with white sports socks - I kid you not, black crocs and white sports socks, absolutely horrendous. And this is only day one of Summer in Stockport!

Please................

I'm late posting tonight and for good reason, I've been busy - busy having the most wonderful sex with my boyfriend. And I know what you're thinking - here we go again, right? Basically yes, but it's been a while since I've blogged about it because it's been a while since it was this good and made me want to share it! You see of late sex has been kind of ordinary between us, it's been enjoyable and fun but nothing special, just a means to an end, a way of letting off steam but not earth moving. It's nothing unusual, we've gone through periods like this before - every time can't be fantastic, we appreciate that and sometimes one or both of us is not really in the zone; it's human nature and nothing we worry over. But tonight.........................

Oh my gosh, if the last couple of the weeks have seen the drought then tonight has seen the most torrential downpour, what a feeling, what a relief and what a rush. The both of us just lost in lust, in passion, in each others bodies; where nothing else on this earth mattered except each other. It was worth the wait, it's always worth the wait - such times become imprinted in memory, never to be forgotten and perhaps never to be bettered; not that it stops us from trying!

Foreplay took an eternity, just kissing, touching and feeling each other all over - the most erotic foreplay ever. There was no part of my body left untouched, I was electrified; the more it went on the more I thought I would burn in flames - seriously. My boyfriend is the most sensual lover I have ever had sex with in my life, gosh he knows how to turn me on, I was at the total and utter mercy of his touch. So much so, that tonight I begged for it, I kid you not; I begged him to put me out of my misery and shag me (polite terminology used!)

I have never been so desperate to be shagged in my life and he did not disappoint; the best feeling I could ever hope to experience. If for whatever reason that was the last time I'd be able to have sex in my lifetime it would stay with me until the end - it was THAT good............

Tables turned

Good evening blogger world, here's a first for me and this blog - I'm posting from my boyfriends flat. This post wasn't within the agenda at all tonight; boyfriend picked me up after work today, whisked me around to his, fed me (in more ways than one) and now we're getting ready to go out for a few beers in his part of the woods. So time is an issue with this post but whilst boyfriend is in the shower I'll give it my best shot!

Why do I blog with time being so critical? Well, I just had to tell you about the meal that was cooked for me this evening. You see when we're together my boyfriend usually comes around to my house since he has the car - it's easier and simpler; there are exceptions to this rule but for the most part that's how it goes. Hence, when he's at my house I play the genial host and do the majority of the cooking - not all of it but the majority, it's just how I like it; I enjoy it and I think it's only fair - he's a guest in my house, a semi-permanent guest these days and always a very welcome guest. I like to look after him when all is said and done, that's all.

So this evening the tables have been turned, I'm the guest whilst my boyfriend is the host; and what a wonderful host he makes, what a wonderful meal he made. It was just so simple and yet so satisfying, real comfort food made with care and attention; and cooked to perfection. He made sausages and mash with onion gravy - like I said nothing spectacular but the best meal I've eaten in ages, just so tasty. For me that's real food and if I'd been served that in a restaurant I'd have gladly paid the bill, no problems; and I'm not just saying that because I feel I have to - because I don't want to upset my boyfriend, I'm saying it because it's the absolute truth. That's why I'm sat here writing this when I should be getting ready to go out, trying to cram this into the short amount of time I know I have. But that's the purpose of this blog to capture these moments before they're lost.

If I'd have known how good it was going to be I would have taken a photo of it for prosperity, seriously; but seeming as though I missed out on the opportunity you'll have to do with a photo of where the culinary masterpiece was created - my boyfriends kitchen. Just check out how neat and tidy he's got it, everything has a place and everything is in its' place - it puts mine to shame; every room within his flat is pretty much the same, he's very well domesticated. Which will come in handy when he has to wash the bed linen tomorrow - that does make a welcome change and is something I will not miss! (I told you I've been fed in more ways than one).

He's also done the sweetest thing ever, which perhaps I shouldn't blog about, but it's so twee and loveable I can't resist. Upon turning his computer on and logging onto the internet he's changed his home page to my blog, it's the first thing he sees when he logs on, like I said isn't that the sweetest thing ever? ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

Time to go boys and girls, I hope you all have a wonderful night, I hope it's filled with the warmth of fun, laughter and companionship of someone you love. Peace and love to you all xxxxxxxxxxxx.

Special thoughts to a special someone who isn't enjoying the best weekend ever - we're both thinking of you and hoping you can sort your problems out together. You're way too pretty to be anything but happy, our love goes out to you - we hope it helps. xoxoxoxoxox

Wouldn't you?

If you've been keeping up with my posts and in particular with some of the comments then you'll realise I've got another love interest in my life. But worry not all those who are looking for a fairy tale ending because I've not been cheating on nor have I dumped my boyfriend. Furthermore, my boyfriend has not finally agreed to allow another gay-boy to join us for a threesome either, unfortunately!

Pants, that's what I'm talking about here - I recently found the joys that are Ginch Gonch, they are the most comfortable, fun and sexy pants I've ever owned. They're that good that they've even managed to make me change my style too from a trunk to a brief after many years. I love them, so much that in the past week I've bought 12 pairs of them, mostly sports briefs but during my last spending spree low rise briefs too. I've also converted my boyfriend too, I bought him a couple of pairs as gifts in the past (gifts for my benefit) and he's since bought another 4 pairs too - lucky me!!!

In the past I have bemoaned the idea of spending £20 or so on a pair of pants, I just didn't see the point of spending so much money. Now I understand completely, apart from the comfort and fit they just give an air of confidence whilst wearing them; even if no-one else gets to see them. But if they do I think they'd be in for a nice surprise, I mean even now that I'm steady with my boyfriend it still adds an edge to proceedings, so can you imagine what a pair of these beauties would do if you were single and out on the pull? Perhaps it's just a gay male thing or doesn't translate so well over to straight side, I don't know. Maybe it's just a me thing - to see a guys bits wrapped up in a pair of sexy pants just sets the tone so well!

To try and explain myself a bit better, take the photo above - some guy in a pair of Ginches. There's no denying it is there? I don't even know what he looks like, but from what I can see, if I were single I just would, without hesitation. Wouldn't you?

Rabbit crashes the internet

I read about this on the Wednesday before I went away on holiday and it made me laugh so much; then as usual it slipped my mind until I visited the Ann Summers shop with girlfriend earlier this week. It all came back to me and now I've got a bit of time on my hands I'll share the story because I still find it funny and there's some eye-candy involved that should appeal to the straight girls and the gay-boys alike!

Just to set the scene we're not talking about a floppy-eared, buck-toothed, carrot-munching bundle of fur named thumper here. No a pet rabbit has not been taught to use a computer, create computer viruses and cause mass meltdown of the internet; although I imagine someone, somewhere in the world is attempting this as I write. Probably a 30 something year old virgin straight boy, still living at home with his parents, who doesn't drink, smoke nor have any friends and devotes all his time to teach his pet rabbit the aforementioned trick. Not to gain world domination but to video the feat and post it upon youtube and his facebook profile in a vain attempt to get laid. I've got nothing against these type of guys by the way, not that I know any - not knowingly anyway; it's just a bit of fun, please don't start sending me hate mail I don't mean any of it. You're probably better off anyway, I'm sure God (if you believe in that kind of thing) loves you for it and your afterlife will be wonderful, much better than mine - a slutty gay-boy, who drinks, smokes and rejoices in such feats by sharing his exploits with the world - well, some of my exploits anyway! There's only place I'm going when I finally slide off the face this earth, it's the same place I go when I'm horny - DOWN!

Back to the story, what we're talking about here is the world famous Rampant Rabbit - we all know what we're relating to here right? You're kidding surely? Where've you been? It's a vibrator designed exclusively for women, sold exclusively by Ann Summers - I'm gay and even I know that, come on! Anyway, that's a photo of it above if you're still unsure, they come in numerous variants and the rabbit ears on the side stimulate the clitoris during penetration. Apparently they rock and give earth shattering orgasms - I cannot verify this personally because I've not used one obviously, but I have handled them in the shop and I can imagine what they can achieve. But, I've got a straight female friend who owns a couple of these and she isn't shy in admitting they do rock her world - it's another reason for all the cute straight boys to turn gay because they'll soon all be redundant, trust me. If any cute guys wish to apply to become gay my contact details are on my profile page - only joking boyfriend! Talking of which, my boyfriend and I occasionally visit Ann Summers too, mainly out of curiosity as they're not overly geared up for gay-boys, although we have bought some stuff that did appeal to us. But we do get some strange looks when we're in there, laughing, joking and playing around with the items - not from the staff but from the stiff-upper lip straight couples in there. Come on people we're a couple just like you; we love and care for one another, we have sex, we use sex toys, we watch porn, we need condoms and lubricants so we visit sex shops (both up and down market), we're not aliens! I'm digressing again aren't I? I'm sorry I'm just in a mischievous, frivolous mood this evening with no boyfriend to keep me company. I'll finish this story eventually. So a Rampant Rabbit crashes the internet, it would take some serious vibrations to do that wouldn't it? And it did............................

On the Ann Summers website they were, and are still offering 10% off the whole range of Rampant Rabbit vibrators and to celebrate the fact there is also a video of some serious piece of eye candy, whose name I believe is Roberto (I've done my research - it was a time consuming job but it was worthwhile) doing a strip tease. No prizes for guessing as to why I checked it out! He's dressed as a US Marine and let me tell you if I were single I'd take a ride on his submarine full of sea-men any day! (Can I get away with such a euphemism?) But if you're a straight female, well it's your lucky day - you can get 10% off and then use it whilst watching Roberto strutting his stuff! As a result demand was that high with the website getting so many visitors and hits, it couldn't take it and crashed! Again, no prizes as to my guess why I think the website crashed and I'm sure I wasn't the only one who visited that was not straight nor female!

If you've not witnessed the eye-candy known as Roberto, well I'm your saviour because I've taken the liberty of hunting down some photographs and as I'm feeling generous I've posted them below for us all to share - I do look after you boys and girls. Be warned though if you read somewhere in the near future that a rabbit crashes blogger.com do not be surprised; and if he does tickle your fancy and you want to watch the video of his striptease and/or want to take advantage of the 10% discount offer, well I'll take care of that too. Head on over to http://www.annsummersrabbits.com/rabbit-pet-shop/, go on be a devil!

18 today

Today is another very special day blogger friends, so I'd appreciate it if you'd all join me in wishing my good friend Danni a very happy 18th birthday. 18 today, oh my gosh I can't even remember where I was nor what I was doing on my 18th birthday and I don't think it was down to the alcohol either; sadly I think it's down to the time that has elapsed since!

Anyway, I believe Danni is out tonight having a bit of a birthday bash with her friends and family - I hope you have a great evening mate; even though I did not get an invite! Only joking, there's no hard feelings.

Just think she's now fully legal to drink and buy porn - two of my favourite hobbies, my very favourite hobby being my boyfriend!! I believe she's single too - so as a special birthday treat sometime I could teach her the benefits of all three, I'm quite knowledgeable in the fields of drink, porn and boyfriends; and all three seem to go together very well too. If you fancy it mate and you're delusional enough to accept my offer of help just get in touch I'll have you fixed up in no time.

Have a great birthday Danni, loads of love xxxxxxxxxxxxxx.

A good weekend?

Good evening blogger friends, you find me fresh from my first day back at work since my holidays - I'm glad that's over with; not that anything bad happened today but isn't the first day back at work after a holiday so soul destroying? And I'm glad I had my boyfriend to keep me company all weekend until this morning because, despite the obvious, he took my mind off it and stopped me from thinking on it too much - it's a good thing, he's a very good person to have in my life.

The first few hours at work this morning dragged but after that all went well; and as soon as I got back into the zone I was fine, the rest of the day zipped on by. Now it feels like I've not been away from work at all, it's funny how it now all seems so distant, but still I have the memories, a large stash of tobacco and a dwindled bank account to remind me! But I enjoyed the most wonderful feeling upon my return home this evening, as soon as I walked on in through my front door a sense of how great it was to back home safe and well just hit me out of nowhere - so beautiful and so evident. I guess it's something that's lost during the normal day-to-day routine, it becomes just a part of the day, but as it was my first day back it was a fresh and exhilarating experience.

It was great to see girlfriend and Gill today too - life and work just wouldn't be the same without them; and perhaps they're the only reason I had to feel good about returning. Bless them both they did not disappoint, talking of which........................

After the usual did you have a nice holiday questions, girlfriend asks me if I'd had a nice weekend, which is nothing unusual as she knew I was with my boyfriend. Real nice I replied quite innocently which brought about howls of laughter from both her and Gill, what's so funny I thought. Well the answer came in the form of a statement from girlfriend - we can see that she said; and then the realisation hit me. With the trauma of the first day back I'd completely forgotten about it but both girlfriend and Gill obviously noticed it immediately - of all the people, you know?

It was the love bite on my neck, despite hope it had not faded - in fact the redness had been replaced by bruising which made it look worse and my shirt collar did not hide it. Oh my gosh - I could do nothing but blush. Did I have a nice weekend? A question that did not need to be asked because the answer was wholly evident for all to see.

The passion and the pain

I was going to post this but it amuses my boyfriend no end - so I will. You see my boyfriend has given me a token of his affection, a reminder of his love for me, which judging by the size of it, is a lot! Now that's normally a good thing, I'm sure you'll all agree; and it usually comes in the form of a gift - some aftershave, clothing, underwear, whatever. But not this time, oh no, it's something far more personal.............

Earlier this evening we were making out together (note polite terminology used for having sex [which means nothing now I've highlighted the fact]) and it appears my boyfriend got slightly carried away in the heat of the moment; either that or he momentarily turned into a vampire. Because he's given me a love bite and not just a little nibble - it's like the mother of all love bites, I mean look at the size of it in the photo, it's quite noticeable isn't it? And if you look at it closely as I have done you can see the teeth marks in it, he's taken a three course lunch out of my neck. If you'd have seen it straight after he did it, gosh it looked even worse; and as you might expect it does hurt some.

So I hope it either fades come the morning or my shirt covers up the offending wound because it's hardly forthcoming for a 37 year old guy to be walking around work with a mega-hickey on his neck, it's just so gay! That, and the fact that if it is seen there will be some seriously awkward questions to try and answer.

So after all this I can here you all asking why didn't I stop my boyfriend from giving me the love bite? Well, the answer is quite simple really - because I was actually enjoying every single second of the passion and the pain.

Happy

I wasn't going to post again tonight, I've spent enough time on here already and it's time that could be better spent. Still, I just wanted to record the fact that I'm so very happy at this moment in time - my life is perfect.

I felt kind of strange upon returning home from my holiday - it took me a while to settle back down into the swing of things again and to be honest I had some worry at the back of my mind. That nervousness I spoke about before seeing my boyfriend on Friday was very real, I was nervous in case whilst we'd been apart something may have been lost between us. Like the time spent away from one another may have caused us to drift slightly and when we met again it wouldn't have been the same as before I left. I don't know what caused such thoughts but they were there spinning around in my mind. I needn't have worried.................

Last night and today, in particular have proven nothing has changed, time nor distance apart has altered our relationship, we just started up again where we left off. And it just makes me happy, everything of late has made me happy, I've been walking around today with my boyfriend with the biggest smile upon my face and to see him happy to be with me just makes me thankful to whoever or whatever is blessing me with such good fortune.

And we've just had the most wonderful tea, spaghetti bolognese - made with the same hands that are typing this; and garlic bread with cheese - not made with the same hands, it was seriously tasty. I don't know why I'm telling you about what we've eaten, but who cares, I'm just happy and contented with life.

Have a great evening dear readers, be safe and have fun. Love and cherish those that bring you happiness; store such moments somewhere, anywhere - they make great memories. Remember to smile, the world looks better with a smile on its' face! With love xxxxxxxxx.

Worth it

My, oh my another beautiful day in every aspect - the sun shining, warm temperatures, mostly blue skies and time spent with my boyfriend - these days are treating me so very kind! We went shopping today in Manchester, well window shopping mostly, after spending 450 euros whilst on holiday I find myself with little disposable income at the moment, that and the fact that we really didn't find anything that appealed to us - barring a trip to the sex shop mind where there was plenty that appealed to us, more on that later maybe.............

But it was wonderful just to spend some time back together again regardless, walking around, talking and enjoying the sights and the sounds. The photo of me above is how I went out today, which at first glance is nothing unusual, it was a warm sunny day so a t-shirt and a pair of old-school Adidas shorts did the trick perfectly. However, I wore the shorts as a bet with my boyfriend - if I dared to wear the shorts whilst going out today he would buy lunch, if I chickened out lunch was on me. You see, my boyfriend loves these shorts - the reason why will become apparent shortly, apparent being the key word here boys and girls. It was never my intention to wear the shorts outside the house but with the bet made and the winnings a free lunch how could I resist?

I didn't resist, I took the bet, I wore the shorts and for my troubles I partook in a free double whopper with cheese large meal from Burger King. Was it worth it? Well, the lunch was very nice but I did receive some strange looks from certain people, even in Manchester where you can see just about anything! I felt a little sluttish to be honest dressed like that but it also turned me on some, knowing what people could see and particularly when my boyfriend would cop a sly feel every now and then or pass a comment on them.

So what's the big deal with the shorts I hear you ask? Well, as the photos below bear testament they're made from very thin white nylon and as such are transparent - you can clearly my pants through my shorts. Which wouldn't be a bad thing if I was wearing a pair of plain white pants underneath but as I was wearing a pair of Ginch Gonch pants with an all over print on them it made them very noticeable. I may have lost any remaining trace of self-respect as a result, but I gained a very horny boyfriend upon our return home - it was worth it just for that alone!

I forgot

It was good to see my boyfriend again - to see his face, those eyes, that smile; to hold him in my arms and feel his arms around me, to kiss him, to touch him and feel his kiss and touch upon my body. It was electrical, it sent shivers through my body and made my heart race; it made our week apart worth every second of the wait and we wasted no time in making up for lost time.

My nervous energy manifested itself into sexual tension and then dissipated into satisfaction; and it was a beautiful feeling to wake up this morning with him next to me in bed after a week of sleeping alone. And after a week of behaving myself it was so good to just let myself go - it didn't take long for me to fall back into my old ways.

It was so dirty, so hot and if proof was ever needed then last night it was given - I am nothing more than a whore. Oh my gosh, I could go into so much detail but I do not wish to cause any offence, suffice to say that the photos below tell the story. I know it's nothing new but I honestly forgot how good it was...................

Good to see you again

Hello blogger world, if you've not guessed I'm back, I trust you're all happy, well and still with me? I hope that's a yes on all three counts! I'm mighty fine thanks, a great holiday was had by all and if I get some time I may digress upon it at a later date.

This feels kind of weird to be honest, this first post after a week or so away from it - I'm out of touch with the whole thing and I need to find my rhythm again. I think I'm just super chilled out, I am real relaxed after my holiday and still kind of in Spanish mode - an it will get done tomorrow kind of mentality. That said I'm slowly coming back down to earth, back to reality, I'm just working my way through a mountain of washing and ironing after spending most of the day gardening and doing the housework - getting everything back shipshape; before I head back to work Monday morning - the thought fills me with dread.

But before then there is still plenty of fun to be had and plenty to look forward to - my boyfriend will be around shortly for the weekend, the first time I've seen him since I returned to these fair shores. Without wishing to sound horrible our time apart was not as bad as I imagined it would be, my mind plays tricks upon me sometimes. But we talked or texted pretty much every day whilst I was away and it was very reassuring to here his voice; it will be even better to see him in person, to hold him in my arms and to kiss him. There will be plenty of catching up to do and, as crazy as it sounds, I do feel kind of nervous over it - again I feel slightly out of touch but more pointedly I think it's a nervous energy; but it will soon pass.

Thanks to everyone who wished me well on my holidays, you are all very kind and as a token of my appreciation I've brought back a little bit of sunshine for you all. I would have brought back gifts for you all too but I spent my euros wisely on gifts for my boyfriend and girlfriend; I trust those who did not make it onto my gift list understand? If I had the money you'd have all made the gift list, I promise!

In the meantime, it's good to see you again................

I'm not here

Thanks to the magical powers of blogger world by the time you're reading this I will hopefully be flying high amongst the clouds, into the heavens, where angels tread; and onwards to Nerja, to the sunshine. This is it, my final post for a week until I return relaxed, refreshed, sun-kissed and with tales to tell; good-bye rain, hello sunshine!

Look out for one another dear readers, be safe, have fun and fill your days and nights with everything that makes you happy. Love to you all, especially my boyfriend - I will miss you so much and girlfriend - I'm glad we sorted our stuff out before I left. Promise me you'll all be here when I return, this blog wouldn't be as much fun without your messages and support. 

See you all in a week, man I hate good-byes, but sometimes there's no choice in life, so good-bye - do not look for me, I am not here....................

Extra hugs and kisses just for you boyfriend, I ♡ you xoxoxoxoxox.

Rehearsals for departure

My holiday is now imminent - today I finished work, tomorrow my parents are coming over and in the early hours of Thursday morning we fly out into Malaga before picking up a rental car and driving onwards to Nerja, onwards to the sun. I'm really looking forward to the holiday, to kicking back and relaxing, to spending quality time with my parents, to endless days of warm sunshine (I've checked the weather forecast - it's wall to wall sunshine and temperatures bordering 30 degrees), to cooling off in the pool and sea, to warm nights filled with fine food, brandy and laughter, to just forgetting about everything and enjoying myself. Well, forgetting about most things................

The pre-holiday schedule is just about complete, the last couple of nights have seen me busy packing the suitcase, making sure all the essentials are with me - underwear, clothing, footwear, toiletries, toothbrush, sunscreen, after-sun, beach towels, sunglasses and on and on - you know the score. But it's kept my mind occupied and not allowed it to stray to other thoughts. Now there's just one final point on my checklist to tick, the best has been saved until last and is one of the things I will not be forgetting about whilst I'm away. 

Tonight I'll be seeing my boyfriend for the final time until I return from my holiday and the thought of knowingly being apart for a week has made me quite emotional; I think, tonight will be kind of difficult. I don't know, I just feel such mixed emotions regarding it all - happy and sad all at the same time and I think it will make me kind of hesitant, something I very rarely am with him these days. It's a weird feeling, it will be the first time we've been so far apart since we got together and no matter how much I want to see him during my holiday it just isn't going to happen. I know we will survive, I know it's only seven days and I know will speak on the phone - it's just the thought of it bearing down on me right now. 

That said I think it's good that I will miss him because it speaks so much of what he means to me and, without wishing to sound dismissive, I also think it will not be as bad as the thoughts in my head are suggesting. We've not seen each other for a week or so in the past, it's just the distance we'll be apart that is playing tricks with my mind. 

So we're heading out for a few beers tonight and boyfriend is staying over until the morning, until work intervenes, until distance sees us apart. If I can ask a favour of you dear readers - promise to keep my boyfriend in your thoughts, as I will, until I return, please? To know you're all thinking of him will help put my mind at ease and hopefully make our time apart much more bearable. Rehearsals for departure - Damien, I know exactly what you mean.............